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False Awakening; because psyche terms are kind of scientific
Topic Started: Aug 8 2010, 12:51 PM (4,377 Views)
Brackie
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((Brendan Wallace continued from Testing Faith....1....2..3))

He didn't know where he was.

Brendan didn't know where anyone was. Dammit, why didn't he have a plan for something like this? The sand below his feet looked like the same sand he had encountered a mere hour ago, back when everything happened. He was still tired, just wanting to go to sleep and forget about everything that was happening to all of them.

The only mere good thing that came out of his encounter with the killer with purple hair back at the beach was that he wasn't going to go down as easily as Chris was. He had a gun, and the mere inkling of an idea of how to use it. It was still clasped in his hand. He didn't want to have to use it, ever. If he had to, then...he didn't think about it. He would just find his friends, and then plan something out.

Brendan could see people in the distance. The urge within Brendan told him to run, escape, don't approach them. He had good reason to, since the only people he ran into were dead, killers, or on the run from killers. He had to take a chance, and approach them. If they wanted to play, then he would play against them. Gun against gun, grenade against gun, blade against gun, he would do whatever it took to get out of here and find his friends again.

He tried not to think about his friends, and what was happening to them. Anna, he wanted to find the most. She was his best friend, no matter how odd anyone thought their friendship. Dawne, his best friends best friend, he should find as well. And then there was Erik...he needed to find him as well. If this was their last few days together...

The figures became bodies in the light, and he to almost laugh at his luck on this occasion. No one could else could get this much metaphorical leprachaun in their pockets at this time besides Brendan Wallace.

It was them. His two other friends who he almost forgot about; Sarah, Dutchy. They were heading somewhere, away from a third figure he couldn't recognise, but that wasn't important right now. He had somewhere to stay, someone to stay with! Sarah shared almost all of his views of the world, at least most of the more sane ones, although they did seem to border on the insane every now and then. He often wondered why he never acted on what he always imagined he should do and ask her out. Too late for that, anyway, what with her and Reiko...and Survival of the Fittest.

And Dutchy...he was his first attempt at a boyfriend in America that didn't turn out well either. He wasn't willing to come out to the world at that time, and Dutchy was just too open for his tastes. It didn't last long to say the least.

Not knowing how the other guy was going to react to his presence, he started to run. He had to catch up to them. He couldn't stay alone like this, not now.

"SARAH! DUTCHY!" Brendan yelled, and before he knew it, he had passed the other guy, dropped his Taurus Raging Bull and his bag in the sand just before throwing his arms around Sarah like he hadn't seen her in months.

"...you're okay! You're both okay!" Brendan was in agony, his voice cracking, almost unable to cope with not knowing if any of his friends were alive or dead. He still had so many people to find, but he was glad, oh GOD he was glad, that he knew at least some of them were safe.

Releasing Sarah from his long, extended hug, he got over to Dutchy and hugged him likewise. Fuck, these people meant way too much to him right now to let his fears of people and being around love, contact, and commitment get in the way.

"Oh god, I thought I'd never see you guys again." Brendan said, his voice still cracking from the urge to break down in tears.
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I can't sing but I wrote you a song

Wrong notes but the melody's so clear

When I'm lost, I'm still close to gold

cause I found my treasure in you
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The hug with Dutchy was as long and meaningful, perhaps more than Brendan intended. Dutchy whispered something in Scandinavian, the one language that Brendan wanted to learn. Not just because of Dutchy or anything, he just always wanted to travel to the Northern Regions of Europe. He might still have that chance, who knows?

There was someone else here, someone he didn't see before: Roland. He didn't know him much, apart from the Activists meetings back at Bayview, and he knew he should have got to know him better.

"Roland..." Brendan muttered, not really sure what to say to him. They hardly ever spoke, right, so what was there to say? Glad you're alive? Well that would have worked anyway.

Just as he was about to respond, the other person on the scene made his prescence known - with Brendan's gun.

He started to talk about honesty, and people taking advantage of the loose weapon. Letting go of Dutchy, he wandered over to him, and chuckled.

"Yes, there are those people...Jason isn't it? Yes, there are people like that, I know, but..." Brendan took the gun from him, extended the cylinder out, and spun it, looking through all the empty chambers to him:

"Ain't much they can do without ammo, huh?"

Brendan started to feel a bit bad. Here he really thought he was going to get on his good side, right?

Before he could ponder that, he heard Dutchy ask the other two members of their group about being the good guys. It made Brendan think for a bit; if they knew what he had done, would they still want him around? If he had let someone get away with murder?

He took a glance at his hands; they still had some splashes of Chris's blood on them. He hadn't really expected moving the body to be a clean job, even if all he was doing was giving him a respectable funeral.

Sliding the cylinder back in, Brendan went back over and grabbed his bag, joined Sarah, Dutchy, and Roland. Sarah had her map out, looking it over.

So what are we going to do now? I still need to find people. Anna, Erik, Dawne...they could help me! If I just stay with them, I'll find whoever I need to find, and then....and...then...

"Okay...so what's the plan, guys? What are we going to do? Find the other members? Cause that's about all I'm up for at the moment."
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Roland said the equivalent of agreeing and disagreeing with what he said. Brendan didn't have any intention of ONLY finding Vera, Harun, Rasshid, and Madelyn; he just needed to make sure that all their mutual friends were safe before he started to look for his.

And his were the most important to him right now.

BANG.

Brendan's eyes flew to attention. Crap crap crap CRAP!

"Oh god, did she find me?" Brendan almost yelled out, before realising that the shot wasn't that far away. Further up the beach, four figures became three, then the three became two as the other one disappeared. It was girl, he could have sworn it. But...it wasn't Clio. She hadn't hunted him down or anything, this was....someone else playing.

Everyone was quick to react. Sarah collided with Brendan in an attempt to get her things, almost knocking him over. She grabbed her bag, leaving behind a large riot sheild and ran. As did Dutchy, who almost tore apart his entire bag just to find a medkit.

Brendan wanted to cry out, to tell him to stop being so careless. He knew he was thinking like a player, like someone who was strategic, manipulative, and would stop at nothing to win. But...he could always share food. He had enough. He wasn't used to sharing, but it could work.

This pondering made him forget that someone was obviously hurt now.

Grabbing the remains of Dutchy's bag, he ran after the other two, his stride larger than the fastest he had ever run. But...as well as he knew, some people were going to be playing. And Jason was right in a way - not everyone was honest.

As he ran, he threw his hand into his bag, and found the small box of .44mm slugs. Drawing out six of them, he carefully slotted them into the gun, and threw everything back where it was supposed to be, the gun clicking in place.

These guys have nothing. Sarah has a shield, Roland has the joke of a weapon like I still carry around, and Dutchy had that...harpoon. I'm the only one with anything real to defend them. I need to step up, take control. I'll protect them with my life, so help me, or I'll die trying.

"Hey! Wait up!" Brendan yelled after them.

Step up, Brendan. Step up.

((Brendan Wallace continued in D-Day))
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