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Garry. Garry and Sunil. Rena wished she could say that she knew them from around school, but really she was coming up blank. It was beside the point anyways, considering the circumstances. For one, she agreed with Garry wholeheartedly that Danya was a bastard, despite the fact that the collars detonated had only happened on the announcements to her. She did not recognize the names, was not sure of the faces- as far as she was concerned, they barely existed at all.

Which didn't change the fact that they were dead. They were somebody's sons, someone's friends. Garry's friends.

No matter how long she stayed around death, she still had no idea how to deal with it.

This had the upsetting side effect of her not knowing how to deal with killers, one of whom she was now standing next too. The issue was that Rena always expected killers to be like the villains in old movies and cartoons. Crazy, ugly, hunched over people with twirling mustaches and diabolical laughter. People who captured damsels in distress and tied them to railroad tracks. She always thought it would be easy to sort the good from the bad.

But Garry was a killer. And he didn't really seem all that evil. Which was really frustrating, really, because Rena both wanted to trust him and was afraid of trusting him all at the same time.

But he said it was self defense. And it wasn't like the body, which she still refused to look at for fear of vomiting yet again, was...gross or anything. At least, what she glanced at wasn't too bad. Except for the blood thing. But even that wasn't enough to make her faint.

Maybe I'm just getting used to it.

Rena, doing what she did best and shoving that thought aside, turned her attention to the other boy, who'd said nothing but his name since she showed up. Sunil. He wasn't being very helpful, but he looked harmless enough.

She glanced back and forth between the two boys for a minute, doing her best to keep the dead one out of her sights. She took a deep breath, making up her mind. She needed people to help her. People who she could trust. Right now, the only other people she could trust where...somewhere. She didn't even know if they bothered following her. She didn't even know if they were okay.

She swallowed, trying to fight back the threatening tears. No more tears. Time to figure this out.

"Okay. I...I believe you, Garry. I mean...about the...you know." Don'tlookdon'tlookdon'tlookdon'tlook.

"I...uh...I guess what I'm trying to say, not to sound rude or anything, is that I'm not really comfortable being this near a de-" She croaked slightly on the world, swallowing before continuing on. "Dead body."

She breathed slightly.

"But it's nice to meet you?"
Edited by Casey the Undead, Jan 3 2011, 07:15 PM.
It's hard to get ahead when half your friends are dead!

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