#zsuzsi

[pharaoh-friend]

...And someplace else...

"Mrs. Fakhry?"

Zsuzsi stands, looking at the nurse.

"I'm sorry..."

...

[szamocamamo]

Kilátásaink

Gang

[anotherblogfromme]

[kamonmajdogmopsi]

Újra is indul az életem és túl leszek kemény éveken, még százszor magam megégetem, de mindig csak rád éhezem.

Majka - "Eléglesz"

[cloudmax]

Zsuzsi, 17

nem olyan szarul

[pharaoh-friend]

*Husam jogs to catch up with the guards he’s been sharing a room with as they head towards the Meeting Room. Tefibi cocks their head in confusion while Nen gives Husam a disapproving look.*

Wait, you're coming too? Are you sure?

Trying to fight with a broken hand ain't exactly a good idea.

*Husam growls and snaps at them, not liking how they’re judging him.*

I 𓆑𓅲𓎢𓈎𓇋𓈖𓎼 know that. 

*His voice gets a little less harsh as he continues, he understands why they’d be concerned,*

But I ain't gonna just sit on ma 𓄿𓋴𓋴 and do nothin'. There's gotta be some’in I can help with that ain't on the front lines, directin' troops or running' messages or some 𓋴𓉔𓇋𓏏 like that.

*Nen sighs but nods and the group make their way into the room. At the back of the room Faiza is already waiting for the meeting to start, the tip of her tail twitching nervously.*

-@prideful-khopesh

Everyone enters a long, thin meeting room, with multiple people already inside and crowded around the end of a table with a massive map of all of Egypt.

B-Bastet? Wh-

Isaac quickly interrupts, knowing where this is going. ...Um... we can get to that in a minute. First-

We have bad news... and worse news?

@guard-of-the-desert-winds @ciagent8

[pharaoh-friend]

𓆑𓅲𓎢𓈎. Then it kinda makes sense why he might've been in Fukayna's army then.

*But if he was, with the massacre that happened... Husam grimaces a little.*

What's he look like? I could go see if he's among the injured or dead for ya.

-@prideful-khopesh

"He's a bug- like me- a millipede, he's got short, curly, dark brown hair, and a long black tail."

Oh no.

[pharaoh-friend]

*Husam jerks away from Zsuzsi’s touch with a snarl and a snap of his teeth, though his eye doesn’t leave Rubio, waiting for his answer. At Rubio’s question he looks around at all the others, hoping for someone else to speak up. He’s more than a little shocked that it’s the Pharaoh that does, but he doesn't say a word. He'd rather the risk to the Pharaoh than to Rubio.*

-@prideful-khopesh

Zsuzsi frowns at Husam. Isaac picks at his fingernails. Edward keeps staring at the drawing of Site 6. The tension in the air is thick enough to cut.

I won't die.

No. I've already decided.

Edward, this is unnecessary-

Isaac, I told you to stop. I-I'm.. I'm not a teenager anymore, I can take care of myself, I can take care of my country.

It's my role to stand up and fight. Not solely, but it's most importantly put on me.