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Cap on, NB slung over his shoulder, Jensen sprinted through the bushes dodging children’s toys and sundry other debris. As he came around a gardenia bush he slowed to catch his breath, but just then he tripped on a tennis racket and both he and the NB tumbled hard to the ground under the bush.Posted By chole On 06.10.2012 @ 2:49 pm
With the NB slung over his shoulder, and moaning, Jensen continued his sprint to the far side of the huge compound, past where the wheeled vehicles could reach. Only then did he stop and reach into his pocket to grab the scope. Removing the cap from the lens, he peered back at the small gaggle of rapidly dispersing people in the quad. “A reporter?!”Posted By chole On 06.03.2012 @ 2:33 pm
The particular architecture of the building, now exposed by the tank round, captured Jensen’s attention for just a moment. He wondered, why on earth would anyone stuff straw inside cinder blocks used for a wall. Suddenly, the Ninja Babe yanked his arm and he was off.Posted By chole On 05.30.2012 @ 3:48 am
In moments, they were reduced to primitive grappling and grunting and moaning as their bodies became entangled under the window sill. As the personnel in their vehicles puttered about in the quad, Jensen and the Ninja Babe were making time in the pale light of the afternoon sunshine on the floor of the abandoned complex.Posted By chole On 05.10.2012 @ 3:56 pm
Crouched by the window, Jensen and the Ninja Babe could see the vehicle occupants tasting the air, scanning the courtyard for anything moving. Suddenly Jensen was pulled sideways and before he could react the Ninja Babe was on top of him pressing her lips to his in an impassioned kiss.Posted By chole On 05.07.2012 @ 2:38 pm
All the training he’d had as a cop were instrumental in what he and the Ninja Babe did in the next few hours. Jensen put his hand on her shoulder and brought her down to his crouch as they peered through the fluttering blinds of the window. Outside, forming up in a circle in the quad between the apartment buildings, were 8 military-style tracked vehicles. One by one, the tops popped open on the tin cans and uniformed heads peeked out.Posted By chole On 05.06.2012 @ 2:29 pm
Nothing was hallowed anymore, or for that matter, now that Jensen thought about it, nothing ever really was. Shedding himself of this illusion or delusion, he smiled a little. But he had to admit it to himself, he felt a little lonely over the whole revelation.Posted By chole On 04.30.2012 @ 6:13 pm
Jensen thought for a while that if he ever got back to his old world he’d have to come up with an alibi for all the shit he’d been through, and he worried that no one in a sane world would ever believe anything he’d come up with, and so he just decided that fuck it, he’d just become a deaf and dumb man and live out his years with Ninja Queen.Posted By chole On 04.30.2012 @ 4:04 am
He glanced quickly over to the desk and noticed that it had been bitten and gnawed on too. “What the hell on earth could cause something or someone to gnaw on wood to this degree, and then where did all this blood come from?” Jensen asked himself. A tap on his shoulder freaked him out of his contemplation and he jolted.Posted By chole On 04.15.2012 @ 2:23 pm
As he dragged his foot away from the blackish grey mass on the floor, strings of matter came with it. He felt a wave of disgust as he realized that it was some kind of blood. And just as he realized this he looked at the wooden railing of the bed, which he could see had been severely bitten.Posted By chole On 04.11.2012 @ 2:37 pm
Moving the mirror a little to the side, Jensen flipped an edge of the wallpaper. The paper had come undone because something had been stuffed behind it along one of the seams that the mirror covered. He reached in and pulled out a small folded note that had a red heart on it.Posted By chole On 04.03.2012 @ 3:32 pm
The rooms were strewn with the debris of a quickly fleeing resident, obviously taking only what needed to be taken and no care for the mess left behind. Hanging on the corner of a mirror in one of the rooms were several charms glinting dully in the gray light. Jensen held one in his hand and thought.Posted By chole On 03.31.2012 @ 3:11 pm
As they left the abandoned projects the weather turned rainy. Old style rainy, not with the ashen grit that had become all to common to Jensen. It felt good to him and he was ready to keep moving, but the Ninja babe stopped suddenly and said, “It’s time to take a break. Follow me. We’ll stay the night in those buildings over there.”Posted By chole On 03.31.2012 @ 3:13 am
To avoid capture, the Ninja babe steered them around a desolate looking set of apartment blocks, skirting the hedges and weeds and staying close to the paint-peeled walls. Jensen, a little out of breath, squeezed her hand to let her know that he needed her attention.
They stopped underneath a Ginko tree with its rotting puke-scented nuts scattered all around, “What?”Posted By chole On 03.28.2012 @ 3:37 pm
It had been eons since anyone had called him “Chief”, and Jensen’s heart swelled with a momentary pride. But the moment was vaporized when she put a hand to his chest to stop him and said, “Whoa! careful. There’s a Catcher over there hunting for strays.” Jensen thought, “Strays?”Posted By chole On 03.27.2012 @ 3:45 pm
“Just keep running,” she said. “Keep moving toward that apartment complex.”
“You don’t have to tell me what to do!” Jensen barked in his passionate panic.
“Hey, chief, keep a lid on the temper, would you? We’re a team now, if you haven’t figured it out yet,” she replied with a smile on her face.
Jensen turned and grinned at her.Posted By chole On 03.25.2012 @ 3:38 pm
As they ran through the rubble of the town, an exquisite feeling of passionate joy swept over them. Hand in hand, they pushed on as if nothing else in the world mattered. And in fact, nothing actually did. They had found in each other a home in a homeless world.Posted By chole On 03.24.2012 @ 5:39 pm
“Wait! Grab a map!” Jensen shouted to the Ninja Babe. She quickly grabbed the iPad unit and they both, hand in hand, fled the accident scene. the mental residue of the the crash and the decisions they made in its aftermath quickly faded away as they ran through the empty streets.Posted By chole On 03.23.2012 @ 6:21 pm