Steel Skin: Pitch Black (Explicit)

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Luna was so baffled at this very moment.

Right there, standing was the most complex thing she did in her entire life.

Pinanood niyang humalughog ng kung ano-ano sa drawers ng sariling kwarto ng kumbento si Sister Nath-- este Jourdan, and she have no fucking idea what else to besides standing and holding the blue box.

Should she help her find something? Should she run away?

Or should she sit? Should she open the box?

She gasped for air and held her breath, and attempted to take a step to get inside the door of her room, but---

"Stop."

Luna jerked in fear with sweatiness at tiningnan si Jourdan nang sabihin nito iyon, ngunit nakatalikod ito. How the hell did this woman know she was moving?

Narinig niya na lamang ang pag-cling ng mga metal at pagkasa ng kung anong mga bagay.

Pagharap niya'y may hawak nang dalawang baril si Jourdan.

Her life is hanging on the line. Her breath goes faster.

This is the end of her life.

She bulged her eyes at the object miss ma'am Jourdan a.k.a Valdemar's fiancee with criminal habits is holding. Nakita niya itong sinilid nito at sinuksok nito sa garter ng habit na ito.

"What are you gonna do with that?" pigil-hininga at takot na tanong ni Luna kay Jourdan at tiningnan ito sa mukha.

But her ocean blue eyes seemed to hypnotize the hell out of her system and intimidate her so much that she looked away.

Question, is miss ma'am Jourdan ever aware of how intimidating her eyes are to people? If she ever does, is she willing to negotiate and decrease the intimidation a little bit?

"Stop staring at me."

An electric volt sulked into her skin as she felt Jourdan's palm slapping her cheek very lightly. She jerked as if she was slapped like a kontrabida in a pinoy drama mid 2000's, o yung mga Legal Wife serye involving martyr wives and cheap mistresses.

"Ang OA mo maka-react. Tabi." anito, saka nilampasan siya at naunang maglakad palabas ng kwartong iyon.

"Hey, you just can't push people like that!" galit na anas ni Luna sa kanya, ngunit gayon na lamang ang pagkaripas niya ng takbo upang sundan ito dahil hindi siya nito hinarap para sagutin.

"Suplada ampota." she whispers.

Jourdan ran faster after that.

She groaned in protest. "W- wait for me!"

Agad na nakarating sila sa labas kung saan nakaparada ang motor. Naunang sumakay si Jourdan sa motor upang i-balance ito at paandarin ang makina.

Come to think of it, she had two guns.

They are riding on a motorcycle.

Dalawa sila.

Are they in a riding in tandem heist?

Pero may kulang eh.

"What are you staring at? Sakay!" singhal na naman nito at pihit ng accelerator sa makina dahilan upang umugong ng malakas ang makina ng motor.

"Wala bang helmet?"

Jourdan tried her best not to give in from the temptation of face palming. She hisses.

"Bakit ba ang arte mo? Sakay na kasi!"

"Eto na, eto na!" singhal pabalik ni Luna, struggling to mount on the motorcycle. It took her blood, sweat and tears to get on top of the motorcycle and Jourdan cannot contain her irritation.