Chapter 17
Turns out a group of five Talons had been spying on the colony of Blizzarians. Nothing major. Junko, Finn and a few of the local residents had taken them out and questioned them and the name "Angelique" had come up in conversation.
After Finn had explained all this, Blinx had hopped it out of there as quick as she could complaining of frost bite and she ran back to the Condor making sure to keep her head down and her hood up should anyone (especially Talons) recognize her. Digger caught up with her slowing her down to a walk. They stayed silent for the next meter or so. "Did they buy it?" she asked him quietly "Aye, they did. But I'll pretend to know your intentions"
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Exactly what you think it means. I don't' know why you've told nothing but lies to them-"
"Can we call them false truths and they were only to protect people!"
He ignored her and went on "-But you can trust them. They're the Storm Hawks. If you tell them what you told me they could protect you and help you!"
She stopped "They'll protect me by throwing me in prison or worse!" she realised she'd raised her voice and that they were getting some curious looks from passersby.
Digger's eye's held hurt, she sighed and moved closer linking arms with him and moving on slowly "You have to understand Canadian, I'm try to protect you and me"
"How is pretending not to know me protecting me?" Blinx thought for a moment and then gave a short laugh "I have some selfish motives huh? I think, if I'm found and they ask about associates, I'll say none and if you get caught I would expect you not to know me" he gave her a nudge in her side "You're just making excuses now" they smiled at each other and she gave his arm a squeeze "I'd rather hug you, you know"
"Are you really suffering from frost bite?"
"I have never been more cold in my life"
Blinx had been sitting in her room on the Condor for half a minute, just thinking. Digger had brought her back and then headed back to the others after giving her the hug she'd rather have.
'I really do have a lot of selfish motives. What exactly did I think I was doing when I escaped? I didn't think things through properly!' her anger at herself swelled in her chest and the old Radio in the corner of her room crackled to life playing one of her favourite songs. She moved over to it and turned it off. She moved back over to her spot 'Finn has every right to be suspicious. I'm not who I say I am! But that doesn't mean I'm the person I described!' the song started to play again, clearer than it had been before. "I thought I turned you off!" she moved to unplug the device and did so with vigour (it was hard to do so, but she managed)
As soon as she turned her back the music began to play again clear as a bell. She felt a shiver go up her spine and she gulped as she turned back eying off the radio 'But I just unplugged that?' she picked up the Radio 'And that's a song from Earth! How did I not notice that?!' there was a pulsing though her fingers. She dropped the Radio as it sparked in her hands. The sound of wood and electronics being annihilated on the floor. The sound crackled and faded quickly. She moved to the door, twinges of fear rippling through her body, the door opened and she leaned in the doorway realisation giving way to thought 'How do I explain that?! What would they think then? It would only be a matter of minutes before some suspicion arose!'
Another song crackled though the broken speakers, one she knew. One from Earth. She turned back to look at the pieces. She felt her pocket, her IPod was still there, she never went anywhere without it and she had been listening to it with Digger half an hour ago. Specifically this song. She moved back into the room, shutting and locking the door 'I've been doing that a lot lately. Time to figure out what's going on!'