“ah, fuck it”
//a familiar scenario, no? :3c
It had been a long trial, and Kate was glad that it had been over. All she wanted to do was kick back and lounge by her campfire and maybe take care of herself. The killer in there did so love to give chase, and he damn well knew what it did to her.
Stupid fog waking up stupid kinks and --
Snap.
Kate paused. That was not an expected noise -- it sounded far too deliberate for that. After a second, she shook her head and started forward again, though this time she kept an ear out for the noise. This time when she heard the noise, she sprinted off. If it was serious, the chase wouldn't last long, or so she surmised.
It was drawn out, her heartbeats counting the minutes as bare feet kicked through leaves and bounded over rocks. At some point she must have come to the trial grounds, and it was it here the chase ended. A hard body slammed into hers, though arms cushioned her so she didn't slam too hard against the outer wall of the exit gate. She saw dark hair and felt the scratch of a beard as lips slanted over her own. Eyes widened for a moment, then realization settled in as she gave into the kiss.
When Zephyr pulled away, Kate let out a low laugh. "Did I rile ya up so much in that trial you had to come find me t' take care of that fire I stoked?" she teased.
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