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They F**king Work Because Unpaired Electrons Spinning in the Same Direction; Create Lines of Magnetic Domains (Open)
Topic Started: Oct 21 2010, 05:12 AM (2,461 Views)
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it was a graveyard smash
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((Fiona Sparki continued from Walkabout))

Fiona Sparki and Nik Kronwall had been walking in complete silence for several hours now. There wasn't much to say, and Fiona, still feeling like an annoying pest, didn't want to.. well.. annoy Nik. As the two left the docks and headed back in the direction of the town center, Fiona kept her eyes peeled for anyone that seemed notable. She wasn't entirely what constituted as notable.. Someone from cheerleading or someone who was hell-bent on murdering everyone, but she wanted to run into someone. Anyone. She wanted to ask if anyone had seen Evelyn or her fellow cheerleaders or even Nik's brother.

But, as it presently stood, the two came into direct contact with no one - just the air itself. Fiona caught glimpses of her classmates in the distance, but she couldn't bring herself to raise her voice above a whisper and call out to anyone. It could bring unwanted attention or, surprise!, death. Fiona wanted to avoid being dead as long as she could. She quite liked being alive and breathing and eating.

The pair skirted around the town center (neither wanting to re-enter the square where Warren had been killed and buried) and headed in the direction of what the map warranted as the "felled forest south." Fiona honestly wasn't sure what this meant until she finally arrived there.

Ah. The name definitely suited the place... It wasn't much of a forest at all; it was mostly a health-hazard with fallen logs and great visibility everywhere. And by great visibility, Fiona realized that a gun-toting killer would be able to see the two of them just standing here amongst the fallen trees and piles of logs. The obtuse cheerleader looked down at her axe and back up at the land around her. She could deal. She would have to.

Speakers crackled to life, causing Fiona to draw an inward breath and gasp. It shocked her every time, hearing something other than utter silence speckled with the occasional gunshot. She slowly looked over at Nik and paused as the list of names were called off.

...

Fiona's face fell noticeably. She made a noise that sounded like a mix between a sob and a choking sound. It was unreal. It was horrible and and and and monstrous! It just couldn't be real. All these people dying in such morbid ways, all by the hands of the people she'd been attending school with for YEARS! She felt betrayed. She felt as if everyone she had been in classes with (some since kindergarten!) had all been wearing masks. And this game, Survival of the Fittest or whatever the hell it was called, was designed to take these masks off and replace them with bomb-collars and weapons... Sickening. Saddening. Sobering.

Fiona looked down at the dirt and shook her head violently, causing her blonde and green dreads to whip around like snakes. "This is fucking bullshit. I just.." She shook her head again and went silent. There were no words to describe this. Just an emotion akin to rage, sadness, mourning, and confusing... Maybe even eagerness. An eager urge to survive and ensure that everyone you ever loved and cared about survives too.

Fiona's ears prickled and she immediately looked up. There was another student walking amongst the fallen piles of trees and logs. He occasionally checked his compass, but he honestly didn't seem threatening or anything. To be honest, Fiona didn't really recognize him, but... He was so close to them. How could she not say something? She watched as the boy sat down in a stump nearby and before he could notice them and spring to action, she summoned a cheery smile and called out, "Yo, man!"

She waved at him and lowered her axe. Choosing a log that was a reasonable distance from Nick's, Fiona sat down to share a breather, her eyes not moving from the other boy. She knew that she should probably be suspicious of this boy (he could be a killer. She had no idea who he was in all actuality), but he seemed alright, she supposed. "I'm Fiona. Fiona Sparki. You haven't seen a gal named Evelyn around, have you?" she asked in a slightly loud voice, her smile not evaporating from her face.

Even in such a place ripe with bloodshed and death, Fiona still couldn't wipe the smile from her face when she spoke with other people. It was just her custom: smile and be friendly.
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Most people, or at least those that knew Fiona, probably considered her a little slow or dumb. She was the overly perky and optimistic type with not a lick of common sense or logic. Fiona knew what most people thought of her, knew that most people probably labeled her as the fat and happy cheerleader with the mentality of a slow ogre, but she didn't mind much. She would prove them one day. One day, her secret intelligence would shock everyone around her.

Was now one of those times?

..No. Fiona was being as unobservant and dumb as ever. No, she didn't realize that Nick was a killer. No, she wasn't paying attention to the fact that he had one bag stuck in his hand, probably gripping some sort of weapon or, oh hell, a gun. She didn't even notice the specks of blood or the signs of struggle that were obviously on the boy. If there was an award given for the most oblivious person on the island, Fiona would probably receive it without even realizing it.

She chalked it up to just being tired. Yeah, that's it. Regardless, there she stood with her large eyes glued on Nick, her face molded into a look of patience as she waited for his response. She was hopeful that he had seen Evelyn, but his response came out negative. Fiona shook her head and planted her palms onto her knees. "Oh, shoot. Well, if you see her around, just give us a holler, alright?" she asked with a smile, smoothing down her bangs. She usually kept her thick hair pushed back with a headband, but.. it must have gotten lost on her transportation to the island. She could have sworn that she was wearing it on the bus ride to "camp"...

That's when she noticed his sword. Way to go AGAIN, Fiona. Not noticing something completely obvious. Her eyes doubled in size, and she raised her eyebrows in shock. "Wow-ee! Look'it that thing. Badass." She was about to comment on her weapon which looked slight in comparison to this Nick person's. He was asking about a few of his own friends, which Fiona responded quite similar to his response concerning Evelyn. "No, sorry.. I'll keep my eyes out for them. I know of Jennifer Perez, but the other two I'm unfamiliar with. Oh wait, Ivan? Didn't he..." She trailed off, running a hand across her chin. If she had a beard, she would be stroking it right now.

Her thought on Ivan hadn't been given enough time to stew, and her mind was focused on something else -- another boy who had approached. This boy was a bit more familiar than Nick; she recognized him as Orpheus from one of her classes. She managed a slight wave but shook her head in response to his question. "No, sorry. I can keep an eye out for her," she suggested helpfully, looking around as if any of these people might appear from mid-air. "I hope you guys find who you're looking for! I'm really just looking for-

"Holy shit, what are you doing?" Fiona asked, eyes wide. She was staring at Nick who had just pulled a gun out on Nick. Was she missing something? Was there some detail that had been conveniently left out for her? Maybe Nick stole Nik's twinky or something.. or maybe they just had too similar of names..

"He's a killer."

Fiona's heart nearly stopped. She kept glancing from Nick to Nik to Orpheus and back to Nik again. "Oh dear," was all she managed to croak out, taking careful steps into the careful protective zone of Nik. He whispered something in her ear, something, but she was barely paying attention. She just nodded. It wasn't like she was scared.. more like excited, but.. Nick was a killer. He didn't seem so dangerous, but it was hard to weed out the psychos from the crazies from the killers from the killers-by-defense. Maybe Nick was one of the above or neither. She honestly didn't feel like finding out. Nick's shiny sword could end up through her head.

The two slipped away from the scene as silently as they came. Just as Nik kept his gun pointed at Nick, Fiona kept her eyes glued on Nick, giving him an unreadable blank stare. And once he was out of view, she looked ahead and jogged out of sight with Nik.

"I think I teamed up with the right guy."

((Fiona Sparki continued in Fountain of Youth))
Edited by ZombiexCreame, Dec 5 2010, 12:40 PM.
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