THE RIVER

[sparednothing]

[YOU CHOSE THE RIVER ROUTE Too bad, Mama decides to give this group chase. There's a cave up ahead, a small waterfall partially concealing the entrance, but it should provide safe cover, if you can make it]

[[ooc: The chase | The cave | Day three OOC post | Plot Hub]]

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[encryptedlock]

Yeah, you are. [Now sounding tired more than mad.] I did go to war. I did look for you.

And I did die instead of her.

[youfallback]

I'm not talking about you. [She's sane enough to at least recognize that much. She's sane, but she's tired. Immensely tired. From the adrenaline crash, from the sudden loss of her anger, from the sudden clarity that York had been right and her father hadn't been anything like the man she thought he'd been.]

[encryptedlock]

[He just blinks at her a couple of times. See, this is why he has trouble with her.]

...Right.

["Who were you talking to then?" is warring with "Why are you calling Tex by her real name?", but rather than start another fight, York will just turn to leave again.]

[youfallback]

[She sees him moving away again and despite the urge to remind him to go away, she doesn't. The fatigue settles in on her bones again and she heads in the opposite direction to find a place to sit down. While she's grateful he still hasn't figured things out, another part of her muses that it would just be easier at this point for someone to know, anyone to know.

Or maybe it would easier to just look psychotic to anyone who walked by.

Sending out enough psychotic loner bitch vibes would at least protect her.]