[The sight of the town had been a welcome one. Even with the extra rations from Murphy and the intimidating presence of Krieg, Angel had found herself wondering if she would even make it to see Cherrygrove, let alone meet the awaiting assassin. Most of the time, however, she was less concerned with herself and more over her companions. At times, and despite knowing better in the case of the psycho beside her, Angel doubted either of the men watching over her understood the gravity of the situation they were in. It was impossible to put into words just how awful and power hungry Handsome Jack was.]
[If anything, the journey, filled with as much doubt and fear as it had been, solidified Angel's decision. Unwittingly putting others in danger was not her style, and as worried as she was about Athena, she knew that the woman could defend herself. And if anyone understood just what her father was capable of, it was the gladiator.]
[But that didn't keep the fear at bay completely. As she drew closer, she felt her limbs begin to quiver. She feigned a shiver, hoping that if her companions notice, they would only assume it was the cold.]
[After murmuring to her friends, assuring them that she wasn't leaving yet, that she could trust Athena, Angel broke away from them. She crossed the distance between her the men and women, trying to hold herself as straight and confidently as she could. But standing in front of them, with her wrapped around herself, Angel felt small and powerless. Athena might have been only a few inches taller than the siren, but she radiated strength. Awkward as she felt, at least she knew she would be in good hands.]
[Clearing her throat, Angel awkwardly held out a still trembling hand.]
It is good to meet you, Athena. I... have been looking forward to this moment for a few days now.
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[If anything, the journey, filled with as much doubt and fear as it had been, solidified Angel's decision. Unwittingly putting others in danger was not her style, and as worried as she was about Athena, she knew that the woman could defend herself. And if anyone understood just what her father was capable of, it was the gladiator.]
[But that didn't keep the fear at bay completely. As she drew closer, she felt her limbs begin to quiver. She feigned a shiver, hoping that if her companions notice, they would only assume it was the cold.]
[After murmuring to her friends, assuring them that she wasn't leaving yet, that she could trust Athena, Angel broke away from them. She crossed the distance between her the men and women, trying to hold herself as straight and confidently as she could. But standing in front of them, with her wrapped around herself, Angel felt small and powerless. Athena might have been only a few inches taller than the siren, but she radiated strength. Awkward as she felt, at least she knew she would be in good hands.]
[Clearing her throat, Angel awkwardly held out a still trembling hand.]
It is good to meet you, Athena. I... have been looking forward to this moment for a few days now.