Of Men and Goddesses
jharvelle47:
Jo carefully sets the water bottle down on the small table as she takes hold of the large cloak, burying her face in it for a moment to breathe in the scent of home. “Must have overlooked it,” she murmurs as she finally straightens, glad to have it back. Who knows what would have happened had that gotten into the wrong hands.
Her nose flares at the smell of food, her own stomach rumbling. The plate is accepted gratefully as she takes a seat at the table, covering herself in her cloak as she begins to eat. It doesn’t take more than a bite before she makes a content sound, letting the cheese string out long from the pizza to her mouth. “This is very delicious. I really enjoy this food. Pizza. We can have it again, yes?” she asks, hoping that she’ll be allowed more than one piece.
Shifting the cloak higher on her shoulder, Jo finds the note tucked in the pocket from he brother, and slips it out and into her hand.
He’s curious about how she greats the cloak, about that deep breath of it she takes. But he holds his tongue on that too, because honestly, he’s just chalking that up to the fact that she’s missed it. Not that she’s been separated from it for that long, he’s guessing. “Must have.”
There’s a grin though, at how she enjoys the pizza, settling himself into the chair across from her as he takes his own slice of the pie. There’s definitely plenty of pizza to go around between them, so he won’t be telling her now if she wants more than the one piece. “I’m glad ya like it, Sweetheart. And yes, we can have it again later. It’s one of my favorite foods to order. This and Chinese.” When if she’s curious, he figures they can order tomorrow night.
He pauses just a little mid bite to realize he’s not even considered trying to find her home, or where he can take her to settle her. He’s only thought of things they might do together, with her at his side. And there’s been a fleeting wonder how Sam would take a third in the bunker, which really says a lot about where his head is, even if he hadn’t consciously gotten there before.
As for the note, Junior had made it brief, if him.
Hey Sis,
As you already know they aren’t happy. Not that I know what crawled up their ass to make them that way. I don’t see why you can’t hunt if it’s your area of worship. It’s not like they stop us from helping in the fertility and intimacy areas. I’m hoping they calm down soon. I tried to push you somewhere you’d be guaranteed to be found by someone that would care for you. And this one screamed everything you are. He’s rough around the edges, from what I’ve been told, but he should do right by you until we can get you home. They didn’t want to let you have anything from home, but I wanted to make sure you had a tie to home. Take care of your cloak. The pin is tied to me. Hold it and call and I’ll be there when I can slip away without them watching. I’ll come when I can otherwise. Be well. Be strong.
Junior











