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Getting priorities straight? What was she on abou -


Janet looked at John Smith and his shotgun, standing quite clearly off a short distance from them.

Her thoughts on this? "Shit."

Her words of choice? "Oh shit!"

Her actions to take? Not quite shitting herself, but had she not taken care of business earlier the shock just might have done it.

This was definitely a crap situation.

In her moment of panic, Sophia had already began charging towards him, brandishing her lead pipe like a mad woman and shouting at him to drop the gun. "Is she nuts?!" Janet berated, looking at Sophia like she was the dumbest person on the planet? "Fuck, she's screwed!"

But even though it looked like a given at first, for some reason John had grabbed his shotgun like he was the one with a lead pipe instead of a deadly boomstick, swinging it wildly and screaming for her to back off. "Is -he- nuts?" she asked again, still standing on the spot amidst surprise, fear and confusion.

Nuts or not however, she was in a bad place right now. If that shotgun was loaded, Janet would be wide open when he was done painting the cliffs red with Sophia's crazy guts, whether he went for the other chick first or not (who must've been fucking nuts too; she was standing there waving!).

What could she do though? Run? Maybe. Stay and help? And get her pretty face shot up? No thanks. Do something? Anything? What?!

Fuck, she was stuck for ideas and stuck to the spot! For now, whilst she stood there begging for an idea of what to do, she could only watch the brawl and hope she didn't end up dead after they were done with each other.

Thankfully they hadn't turned around and blown her head off; she had seen two people die already, and she only just realised that she had no idea what these two would do when a new person (victim?) appeared.

But she had said hey and they had replied; that was a good start, even if she did just find herself standing on the spot, feeling awkward. "Yo, what up?" "Oh, not much. Just killing everyone, you know." Yeah, that was how casual she wanted to sound. None the less, the approach was successful in that everyone was still alive and calm. Now all she needed to do was to find out if any of them had a map she could use to get her missing danger zones, and then she be on her way. Nothing against these people, but she had no reason to hang around when there were classmates dying out there all day.

"Hey..." she repeated dumbly, edging closer to the pair at the cliff side, oblivious to John's presence nearby. Now that she was (barely) talking to them, Janet knew she had no idea who these two were. One looked like she had headed straight from Prom, whilst the other couldn't have been anyone important around school. It sucked that they weren't familiar, would've made getting help much easier,, but at least she wouldn't have to explain herself when she ran off in the next few minutes.

"You guys got a map?" was all she could think to say, looking between the two as a lost person does. It hard to act friendly towards people she didn't know at all under normal circumstances, and the whole 'everyone getting killed' thing going on didn't exactly make it any easier or any more inviting; being blunt and to the point was the best thing she could hope to do, whether or not it paid off and she got the information she was looking for.