Jamie plodded out of the forest with one of the packs and a borrowed gitaar slung across her front. Mira and P.B. carried the other heading towards the strand near Column's sub's hidden dock. Lips was already far up ahead belting out some populair song he was listening to on his earbuds. Jamie laughed and eyed the meer than 3 miles back cabin. Smirking she put her fingers to the workout on the guitar.
Shusui was about to introduce himself to the group when he heard a voice float from the road and then the unmistakable sound of his gitaar being played like a professional. "Shusui?" Jushiro pointed to the group. Shusui whistled low and tipped his hat. The brand had vanished and all but the red head too.
Who turned exactly to them and slowly smiled and winked before she faded away. "Wow! Now that's a trick!"
Jamie pulled out her thumb as a big truck flew by. Lips shook his head, but the truck pulled to a stop. He rolled his eyes and grabbed the edge of the truck bed before helping her up. Right into the faces of loggers. "Hi. We're traveling musicians..looking for work?" Jamie zei drily. The dirty tired sweaty frowning men suddenly perked up. "Not that kind of work!" Lips suddenly narrowed his eyes at the men, flexing slightly. "No, our radio's out, we'd love to hear you."
One of the men sitting near the cab said. Jamie blushed and strummed an old fisherman's tune she remembered from her days when Kara was a living woman and Kura/Jamie was a disguised in armor woman blacksmith. Tears pricked her eyes as she thought of her 2nd father who had died in her arms from a hart-, hart attack. The men laughed and sang the song. Only Lips noticed her slightly sagging shoulders to mean she was facing a part of her hidden history here on KaraKura. He put a hand on her shoulder, she looked up and kissed her forehead. She smiled and then said. "Any requests?" The men all had one and door the time they reached town they all had two rounds of requests. When they reached the town's first crossroads Lips knocked on the cab. "This is our stop. Give us your number and when we find a place we'll give u our schedule." The driver snorted. "Hell your better then any radio, and a lot better reception. We could use u out in the woods." Lips chuckled. "If we can't find a place we may just take u up on it. But we have a few vrienden we were supposed to meet up with in town. hallo J it was KaraKura right?" Jamie gave herself a moment to look hesitant. "Yeah I think so." Lips rolled his eyes. "Oh well I'm sure we can find a place to work and then make a call to see if we're in the right town." One of the men handed Jamie a few bucks. "Its not much but I'm sure it'll get u a night at a room at an ok hotel..." Jamie smiled warmly but put her hand over the man's. "I'm sure our vrienden are in the town. But thank u and bless you." When she removed her hand the cash was clean fresh and had tripled. Not that the men even noticed as she had placed a kiss on the nominated giver's forehead. "Sis! Come on of they won't let us leave and u know how P and M get when we don't meet them at the time they told us to meet." Lips zei bodily picking her up and dropping her down along with the borrowed pack. The one man gave him a card with the phone and address. Lips saluted him as he jumped off like the soldier he was. As the truck drove off they beeped and waved to the two. Jamie let her tears finally fall and hit the streets with tiny shattering noises. Lips hugged her close and let her collapse into tears as a bus pulled up. Abel opened the buses doors. "Mo..Jamie?" Jamie waved him off and smiled at the bus driver and then paled. "Angel. Angel where is your master?" Abel paled. "Ho..how do u know?" Jamie looked up at Lips. "No we can't involve him. We have to remain a loft." Lips nodded. "Sorry Wing boy, maybe another time when we aren't so tense."
P.B. looked around her feeling fresh and new. "Mira?" Mira saddled the pack her head down trudging on distracted.
"Mira?" P.B. finally pecked at Mira's overhemd, shirt sleeve. Mira yanked her sleeve away. "What!" P.B. grabbed her in a hug. "Get off me!" P.B. only tightened her hug. "No! Mom always felt guilty about not being able to help us! To heal us! She blamed herself for what happened to us! I know it's hard to accept but we have too! She's gegeven us a new lease on life! We don't have to shy away from a future with children in it! We can have them!" Mira swallowed hard and then started to cry herself. "I saw what it did to her! I don't like it and there wasn't enough time for her to get a full recovery. What if she tries to heal someone of explodes like when she rescued you? She's spent too much of her energy." P.B. eased her hug and looked into her sister's eyes. There was a great deal of worry.
Shusui was about to introduce himself to the group when he heard a voice float from the road and then the unmistakable sound of his gitaar being played like a professional. "Shusui?" Jushiro pointed to the group. Shusui whistled low and tipped his hat. The brand had vanished and all but the red head too.
Who turned exactly to them and slowly smiled and winked before she faded away. "Wow! Now that's a trick!"
Jamie pulled out her thumb as a big truck flew by. Lips shook his head, but the truck pulled to a stop. He rolled his eyes and grabbed the edge of the truck bed before helping her up. Right into the faces of loggers. "Hi. We're traveling musicians..looking for work?" Jamie zei drily. The dirty tired sweaty frowning men suddenly perked up. "Not that kind of work!" Lips suddenly narrowed his eyes at the men, flexing slightly. "No, our radio's out, we'd love to hear you."
One of the men sitting near the cab said. Jamie blushed and strummed an old fisherman's tune she remembered from her days when Kara was a living woman and Kura/Jamie was a disguised in armor woman blacksmith. Tears pricked her eyes as she thought of her 2nd father who had died in her arms from a hart-, hart attack. The men laughed and sang the song. Only Lips noticed her slightly sagging shoulders to mean she was facing a part of her hidden history here on KaraKura. He put a hand on her shoulder, she looked up and kissed her forehead. She smiled and then said. "Any requests?" The men all had one and door the time they reached town they all had two rounds of requests. When they reached the town's first crossroads Lips knocked on the cab. "This is our stop. Give us your number and when we find a place we'll give u our schedule." The driver snorted. "Hell your better then any radio, and a lot better reception. We could use u out in the woods." Lips chuckled. "If we can't find a place we may just take u up on it. But we have a few vrienden we were supposed to meet up with in town. hallo J it was KaraKura right?" Jamie gave herself a moment to look hesitant. "Yeah I think so." Lips rolled his eyes. "Oh well I'm sure we can find a place to work and then make a call to see if we're in the right town." One of the men handed Jamie a few bucks. "Its not much but I'm sure it'll get u a night at a room at an ok hotel..." Jamie smiled warmly but put her hand over the man's. "I'm sure our vrienden are in the town. But thank u and bless you." When she removed her hand the cash was clean fresh and had tripled. Not that the men even noticed as she had placed a kiss on the nominated giver's forehead. "Sis! Come on of they won't let us leave and u know how P and M get when we don't meet them at the time they told us to meet." Lips zei bodily picking her up and dropping her down along with the borrowed pack. The one man gave him a card with the phone and address. Lips saluted him as he jumped off like the soldier he was. As the truck drove off they beeped and waved to the two. Jamie let her tears finally fall and hit the streets with tiny shattering noises. Lips hugged her close and let her collapse into tears as a bus pulled up. Abel opened the buses doors. "Mo..Jamie?" Jamie waved him off and smiled at the bus driver and then paled. "Angel. Angel where is your master?" Abel paled. "Ho..how do u know?" Jamie looked up at Lips. "No we can't involve him. We have to remain a loft." Lips nodded. "Sorry Wing boy, maybe another time when we aren't so tense."
P.B. looked around her feeling fresh and new. "Mira?" Mira saddled the pack her head down trudging on distracted.
"Mira?" P.B. finally pecked at Mira's overhemd, shirt sleeve. Mira yanked her sleeve away. "What!" P.B. grabbed her in a hug. "Get off me!" P.B. only tightened her hug. "No! Mom always felt guilty about not being able to help us! To heal us! She blamed herself for what happened to us! I know it's hard to accept but we have too! She's gegeven us a new lease on life! We don't have to shy away from a future with children in it! We can have them!" Mira swallowed hard and then started to cry herself. "I saw what it did to her! I don't like it and there wasn't enough time for her to get a full recovery. What if she tries to heal someone of explodes like when she rescued you? She's spent too much of her energy." P.B. eased her hug and looked into her sister's eyes. There was a great deal of worry.
