Mountain Refuge (Sarah, Masumi & Others)

For a few hours before the next person came in, Masumi was asleep. But when one begins to have nightmares like storms out to sea, her eye that was closest to the pillow opened up slightly to make it look like that she was still asleep. Listening to the winds blowing outside, her blue eye just stared out into the darkness out of one of the many windows. Every now and then, off in the distance if you listened carefully you could hear the thunder. Laying there, he legs were somewhat curled up while she was laying on her side. The covers were up half way up her head with her black hair laying on the white pillow like black silk. Hearing the door open and someone walking in, she didn’t move to see who it was. She just kept on pretending that she was sleeping since this was a place she wasn’t use to yet. The people in this massive mansion seemed nice, but one doesn’t always take sight alone with how her life was. She had the scar across her cheek to remind her everyday that even that a person who loved you since you are their child could always turn out to be a monster. Voices talking lightly as if she was asleep were talking about her resting okay. Then the one talked about how something smelled good. Gently sniffing the air, Masumi smelt the sweet scent of hot chocolate coming in waves. The door shut again with Sarah taking a seat in one of the chairs that was in the room and set her cup down onto the hard table. She felt somewhat naked without her handgun under her pillow or at least the bedside table. Not just because she was nearly naked, with boxers and a tank top on. Feeling her nerves rising deep inside of her all because she didn’t know these people. Yeah, she knew a couple of names, didn’t add up to much since she didn’t know anything about them.

The left blue eye slid across from looking out of the window to be looking at Sarah. Seeing her not noticing that Sarah wasn’t the only one watching the other. With her mouth covered with the blanket, a smile crept across her face asthis felt like the old game of cat and mouse. Eventually, Masumi spoke up a bit with no hints of tiredness in her voice while Sarah looked outside and then back at her. “Where I’m from, staring at a person is seen as impolite without engaging in conversation...” Pushing herself to sit up, she moved herself so that her back was against the headboard of the queen size bed. The blanket fell down and rested around her waist while she sat Indian cross legged style. Stretching her arms over head, her back arched away from the headboard with the tank top rising up a bit to show the lines of the muscles in her abs and stomach. When the stretch was done, her arms and hands rested on her lap while she looked around to see some of her things in different areas of the room. Masumi’s blue eyes stopped looking around as they fixed on the chocolate brown eyes of Sarah. The one thing she didn’t let show was how her body was aching a good bit. This was the sort of thing she was trained for in case of injuries. Taking in a slow breath, she let it out and asked. “So Sarah, I can see on your face you want to say something or ask me something...so what would it be if you don’t mind me being bold a bit?”