[For Phoebe] I've got all the symptoms
Sep. 14th, 2012 12:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
girlsoloThere's no tape to wind around her fists on the island. There never has been, but this morning after her run while the sun's still coming up and the world is gray, it really fucking bugs Kate. Her skin feels stiff and cold, even though it's already shaping up to be a sticky day. Stiff, cold, and overfull. Like a hit to the wrong place will split her open and she doesn't even fucking know what would come out.
She wraps her hands in muslin from a dress she tore apart to make something decent for Lilo and it feels like a damned tragedy. Whatever. This island can suck her. She's done.
When Phoebe finds her, she's already slick with sweat from her run and from the aggression she's channeling into the bag. Her knuckles haven't split but she's muttering curses between combinations and screaming so loud that no one can hear.
She wraps her hands in muslin from a dress she tore apart to make something decent for Lilo and it feels like a damned tragedy. Whatever. This island can suck her. She's done.
When Phoebe finds her, she's already slick with sweat from her run and from the aggression she's channeling into the bag. Her knuckles haven't split but she's muttering curses between combinations and screaming so loud that no one can hear.
