504: Early Early EARLY Friday morning
The woman in the man's suit runs past her watching over her shoulder.
Pippi looks to see what is chasing the woman. There's nothing there.
She's in the park.
It's night time.
Somebody is playing Wagner, she can't see who.
But there is a man walking away from her. He looks familer. Disturbingly so. Freakishly taller then the tallest freakishly tall person she knows, blond hair, solid jaw, bored expression, big frakking Mauser on his hip...
The Captain. From that time in the sewers during that convention.
She was glad he was walking away from her.
That is, until she saw what he was walking towards. Or rather whom.
Pip and Walter were standing with their backs to her, smoking and talking to each other about something. As yet unaware of the man walking up behind them.
She opened her mouth to warn them, but a hand stifled her words.
"You can't protect them forever.", said a female voice which was also disturbingly familiar in its own way.
Pippi tried to pull away from the hand, to grab it and get it off of her mouth so she could at least warn her friends. But she couldn't.
So she ran, and the hand that covered her mouth came with her. She could hardly breathe and she couldn't yell, but she could damn well move.
As she reached him she grabbed his arm and spun him around, pulling her fist back to punch him.
He didn't even look at her as he brought his hand up to backhand her into oblivion. Again.
Pippi was sitting up in bed, holding her pillow out at arm's length about to punch it.
She lowered her arms.
"Happy birthday to me." she said flatly.
Pippi looks to see what is chasing the woman. There's nothing there.
She's in the park.
It's night time.
Somebody is playing Wagner, she can't see who.
But there is a man walking away from her. He looks familer. Disturbingly so. Freakishly taller then the tallest freakishly tall person she knows, blond hair, solid jaw, bored expression, big frakking Mauser on his hip...
The Captain. From that time in the sewers during that convention.
She was glad he was walking away from her.
That is, until she saw what he was walking towards. Or rather whom.
Pip and Walter were standing with their backs to her, smoking and talking to each other about something. As yet unaware of the man walking up behind them.
She opened her mouth to warn them, but a hand stifled her words.
"You can't protect them forever.", said a female voice which was also disturbingly familiar in its own way.
Pippi tried to pull away from the hand, to grab it and get it off of her mouth so she could at least warn her friends. But she couldn't.
So she ran, and the hand that covered her mouth came with her. She could hardly breathe and she couldn't yell, but she could damn well move.
As she reached him she grabbed his arm and spun him around, pulling her fist back to punch him.
He didn't even look at her as he brought his hand up to backhand her into oblivion. Again.
Pippi was sitting up in bed, holding her pillow out at arm's length about to punch it.
She lowered her arms.
"Happy birthday to me." she said flatly.