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Accidental Acrophobia; CONCLUDED
Topic Started: Aug 8 2010, 06:04 PM (5,395 Views)
Casey the Undead
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(Rena Peters continued from Run From Your Troubles)

Rena supposed that there was little to complain about when it came to the hike. It was long and oddly quiet, but she wasn't a very good conversationalist to begin with, and pleasant conversation wasn't exactly the first thing on her mind, now that she was fighting for her life. She clamored over rocks, leaning gently against her slightly injured leg. She refused to look at the red stain growing on the bandage. This was not the time or place for another freakout.

She didn't hear the voices when Ridley heard them. She was rather distracted by the fact that they had been hiking non-stop for hours, and she hadn't exactly eaten in the past two days. Ridley seemed determined, and she couldn't blame him. But she had no idea where they were, or what time of day it was, and she was suddenly feeling rather nervous. It was like letting go of the things that structure your lifestyle; you lose your timing. There weren't any proper meal times or sleeping hours. You slept when you could and ate when you needed too, never letting your guard down. It was disturbing to Rena. Uncivilized, and inhuman somehow.

What was more disturbing was when she heard the click of Ridley's safety going off. He was ducking behind some tree, and she followed him instinctively. She now heard the voices he must have heard earlier, and felt like kicking herself for missing them. She hadn't been paying attention. Stay smart, stay alert. Focus!

She couldn't see Ridley's face, or the people who were talking, and her stomach was cartwheeling. She'd trusted this boy, and now she felt hopelessly blind.

"I know that voice!"

The words were so quiet that Rena wasn't sure whether or not he'd actually said them. She was only sure of one thing: she was sick of not knowing what the hell was going on.

"Ridley." She was whispering too, as she had no indication of whether or not these voices were friendly. "Ridley, what's going on? Who are these people? Tell me what's happening, dammit!"

Rena didn't swear often, but the stress of this horrific game was getting to her. She was tired, she was sweaty, and she was very sick of running around aimlessly. Whatever was happening, she was going to have a say in it. It was her life on the line, and she was going to protect it.

No matter what? A small voice in her head asked. She swallowed.

It wasn't a question she had the answer to.


It's hard to get ahead when half your friends are dead!

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((OOC: So the post order, from here on out, should be Ciel, faceinabook, chibi, KingKamor, Me. Right?)

"There's some fuckin' psycho there, I say we get the fuck outta here NOW!"

Oh God. Oh God.

Of all the things that could've happened, this was pretty close to the worst case scenario. People were getting hysterical. Rena was getting hysterical. Again. She took another breath. Snap out of it. The kid with a gun, hadn't he said Raine? As in Ridley's Raine?


"My name's Ridley! Some of you have to had seen me around school, right? I'm not going to hurt anyone! And neither is Rena!"


Good. This was good. Ridley was diffusing the situation. Soon the guns would be put away, and people would be reunited, and there would be a plan, and everything would be okay. Right? Unless they're playing. Unless they want to win. Unless you're standing in their way. Unless... Rena squeezed her eyes shut.

God. Damn. This. No. This was it. Rena wasn't a killer. She was scared of blood for God's sake! She wasn't going to go crazy, she wasn't going to kill anyone, and she most certainly wasn't a psycho.

And she wasn't going to die here. Not like this.

"WAIT! Everyone calm down! No one is a psycho, no one is going to hurt anyone, so stop yelling, put down your weapons, and be calm." Rena didn't have the mindset to find it ironic that she, the one screaming at the top of her lungs at a breaking point in her psyche, was telling everyone to calm down. "You said Raine, right? We're looking for her. Please just put down the gun and talk to us." Tears were flowing from her face, again. The amount of times she'd cried, the people with guns she'd met; she was just setting all sorts of personal records, wasn't she? "Please...just calm down."

She was perfectly aware that the last part of that statement had been aimed towards herself.

It's hard to get ahead when half your friends are dead!

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"Follow us, come on!" Someone who Rena did not recognize was shouting as she streaked through the trees.

"Raine! What the fuck? Where are you guys taking her?" Ridley was shouting. So that was the Raine they were looking for? The Raine they had trekked through the forest for? The stranger that Rena agreed to help the other stranger find? And once they had found her, which Rena figured was highly improbable luck, she was gone with barely a warning? All this for nothing?


"Sorry. I have to..."
And now the third gun-wielder she'd met on this island was turning tail and running too. What the hell? Why is everyone in this game so fast moving? Does no one understand that running around blindly is only more like to get you... She bit the thought off violently. They were running because they were scared. Of course. It wasn't easy to trust anyone in this game, Rena knew that. But she also knew that it felt a lot better to be the one who wasn't trusting someone that the one who wasn't being trusted.


"That... fucking idiot! Why is everyone in such a goddamn hurry? FUCK!!"
It was an odd comfort to know that Ridley was at least thinking the same thing she was.

Of course, Rena needed more comfort than that. She was sobbing, still hysterical in the face of danger. Poor wittle Rena. Crybaby! Crybaby! Crybaby! The taunting voice of Jake screamed through her mind. No. She wasn't going to go back to that day. She wasn't going to relive the pain of hitting her face on the sandbox, or the blood that poured out of her head that made her sick for weeks, or Jake's taunting cries. Now wasn't the time.

"Hey, come on, things have quieted down now, okay? Everything's fine, see?"


"Liar." The word came out as a pathetic mix between a sob and laughter. She had to give Ridley credit; for a stranger, he was an oddly caring person. He helped her leg, he calmed her down, and now, when he really should have been running full speed ahead after his beloved girlfriend, he was making sure Rena was okay. She shook her head. He deserved better than the winy, hysterical, crybaby she was. He deserved someone who could help him. She would be that person.

She blinked the rest of her tears away, clearing her throat as she did so. Slowly, she reached into her daypack, pulling out some rations and water, gulping it all down in one swift movement. She looked down at the giant club that still rested in the bag. She understood, deep down, that she would never actually use it...but no one else knew that. It was the only plus side of being so invisible in high school; no one would be able to remember if she was someone who'd play the game. She took the club out, resting it in her hands, before looking up in the direction that the others had gone.

"Thanks Ridley...for everything. I told you I'd find your girlfriend, so I'm going to find her. No matter what happens." Even if it kills me. I'll be that person. "They went that way, right? They couldn't have gotten too far, and Raine wants us to follow her...so there shouldn't be much trouble. Let's go."

She couldn't look Ridley in the eye, not after everything that had happened. Not after her breakdowns, and her hysterics. She just had to trust that he would follow her, and that he would help her figure out where they needed to go. She had to trust him.

It was the least he deserved.

And with that, Rena started out of the woods.

((Rena Peters continued in Watch Your Step))
Edited by Casey the Undead, Oct 13 2010, 06:36 PM.
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