Unsteady ground. [Damian] Jun 17, 2013 20:22:11 GMT -5
Post by Casey DeLaney on Jun 17, 2013 20:22:11 GMT -5
This was not how he’d planned to spend the day. Casey glanced up at the sky, which was the perfect shade of blue, speckled with fluffy white clouds that promised nothing but sunshine. And there he was, walking side by side with Damian. Green eyes flickered over to the other man, and Casey felt his heart sink. There was still so much hanging between them, and neither of them really wanted to speak about it. In fact, Casey had done his best to avoid his fellow scout. But there was no avoiding it when they were assigned to a mission together.
Casey walked a step behind Damian as they made their way along the border, trying to keep an eye out for anything suspicious. It was hard to keep his mind focused on the task at hand, especially with the silence that hung in the air about them, so deafeningly quiet. “So…” he began, when he couldn’t bear the quiet any longer. “How do you like being a scout now?”Casey asked, walking a little faster so that he could match the taller Fulsi’s stride. All the years that they had been together, Damian had always been the Beta, helping Legend to lead the Fulsi. When Legend had gone missing, he was Alpha all but in title. To go back to being a supporting member of the Ring, just another scout in a huge group of them, must have been an interesting experience.
Casey thought that he still had an air of authority about him, though it was a relief that he didn’t have to take any orders from him. It also would be hard to be watched all the time, and have to explain where he wandered off to after his patrols. He made sure to keep details a secret— if he told everyone about Sascha, he knew it would only put the two of them in more danger. There was hardly anyone he trusted enough to confide in, and curiously, he had only told Jonny. He was sure Damian knew where he was going, but he had obviously been good enough to keep quiet about it. Casey felt a pang of guilt mixed with gratitude when he looked at him.
So he managed a smile and nudged Damian with an elbow. “Come on, let’s go check out that building over there!” he suggested, nodding his head in the direction of what looked like an old store. He figured they could check it out for possible new storage space, and they would at least return to the Gospel Complex with some useful information. “We could always use another inconspicuous place to store weapons and food, right?”