After surreptitiously wiping her hand on her pants leg, Hal nonchalantly tossed her head again. She could feel the snot cresting her upper lip. A tear leaked from her right eye, the one that was just about swollen closed, and oozed down her face.
About to reply, she opened her mouth when a spasm of itching overtook half her face, making her grunt something unintelligible. She twitched, her iron self control keeping her hands from rising above hip height as she fought to maintain her mystique and composure.
"I know," she said, through a wince and a stiff grimace of effort.
She knew she wasn't fooling anyone. She knew that. But caught out in the middle of the forest like a flat-footed fool, she couldn't help but try to salvage what little remained of her pride. She mentally upped the amount of vengeance she'd wreak upon those who'd put her in the situation in the first place.
The new voice intruded upon the fantasy.
"What?!" was her immediate response, not at all as if she was guilty of something heinous.
About to reply, she opened her mouth when a spasm of itching overtook half her face, making her grunt something unintelligible. She twitched, her iron self control keeping her hands from rising above hip height as she fought to maintain her mystique and composure.
"I know," she said, through a wince and a stiff grimace of effort.
She knew she wasn't fooling anyone. She knew that. But caught out in the middle of the forest like a flat-footed fool, she couldn't help but try to salvage what little remained of her pride. She mentally upped the amount of vengeance she'd wreak upon those who'd put her in the situation in the first place.
The new voice intruded upon the fantasy.
"What?!" was her immediate response, not at all as if she was guilty of something heinous.
