Oh jesus. Fuck. Could have sworn I just saw someone watching me, reflected in the Switchback’s siding.
Of course, when I looked behind me, no-one was there. I'd noticed the reflection, after looking up from packing away some things in the saddle bags, because I could have sworn I’d heard someone call me by my raven-name. Fuck. Maybe getting a super shiny silver bike wasn't the best idea after all, eh? God. Guy, girl? Couldn't tell, but they were creepy looking. Geeze.
( collecting the dart from Quin )
( My poor Motorcycle. :( )
( Back home, out again, and filling mom in on the latest news. )
We burnt the notes with Helios’ fire. Mom cleansed the site and me, just to be on the safe side. We went back home. I showered again. Felt dirty. Eventually. We settled down to dinner. Dad always was a great cook.
Fuck. Why the hell does Beth keep looking at me like that?