Feb. 22nd, 2015

askthelookout: (Lonesome inside)
It was a long day, and one which seemed as if it might never end. Long after the sun had gone down, Cuthbert was crutching his way around the little tent city which was sprouting up on the practice ground. He'd had the rest of his injuries seen to briefly - by Jamie, not Eunyce, largely because he trusted a fellow gunslinger much more to understand why he wouldn't take anything to put him to sleep - and he'd wiped off the worse of the dirt that clung to him, but he still looked thoroughly sick and weary.

He'd managed to see Rebecca's girls in the hands of someone he trusted, at least, and made sure they were sleeping soundly. Those with friends or family in the lower town had long gone to find shelter there, those without had set up tents and campfires and settled themselves down in the ruins. But it was the small hours of the morning before he lay down himself, on the bare ground, and tried to rest.

It was maybe half an hour later that he gave up on the attempt, hauled himself back to his feet, and limped away again. He found Kaine without too much trouble, and levered himself down onto the grass next to her. With a rather sick feeling, he remembered just how recently they'd been sitting on this ground in the sunshine, telling stories in the shadow of the castle complex, and how he'd felt that things were finally relaxing a little. Ka-mai, indeed, he thought bitterly.

Leaning over a little, he touched her shoulder. His voice was low, so as not to wake the rest of the camp. They needed sleep, he knew. Everyone was weary as all hell.

"Kaine? Are you awake?"

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