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Amazing Journey/Sparks
Topic Started: Feb 7 2011, 07:59 AM (1,987 Views)
Solitair
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Where modesty's ill manners, 'tis but fit that impudence and malice pass for wit.
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((Eiko Haraguchi continued from It's Everything's Nature to Fall))

Eiko wasn't following Aston, per se. She just happened to catch sight of her as she was passing by. It was pure chance, really, that her route happened to cut past the mouth of an open tunnel. Her route would have veered farther east if that didn't mean a trip through the Residential Area, a danger zone. That meant she had to go through somewhat rougher terrain, cutting across the logging road and through some forest, some foothills, then more forest to get to the Mansion, where Peter advised her to go.

Yes, advised her to go. Instead of keeping watch over her like he'd done since the beginning of the game, he'd ditched her to look for William and Brook. She blamed herself, really. After all, it was thanks to her tearful testimony that Peter had decided that Brook needed his attention after all. But she thought that he would bring her along, at least. As for William, well, he'd parted ways with them as well. Why? Who knew. All she knew was that she was once again alone and defenseless, reliant only on a cumbersome spiked pole for protection.

But on her way to the mansion to retrieve the supplies that Peter said she left for her (not that she knew how Peter had intended to keep them hidden from scavengers for the days since he left the mansion), she saw this girl stumbling along, stubbornly determined to reach the nearby cave despite rather severe-looking injuries. One of her arms appeared to be completely disabled, but Eiko was too far away to see why. The girl vanished into the mouth of the cave, and Eiko stood at the edge of the forest, ready to follow her if she so chose.

This other girl looked feeble. Depending on what sort of weapon she had, it would be possible for Eiko to finish her off. But she didn't want to do that just yet. It wouldn't bring Tiffany back, after all, nor would it get her any closer to Brooks or Harris. And if she did follow her, it could be a trap. As soon as Eiko turned around the mouth of the cave, a spray of bullets would tear her apart. And if she did pursue the girl, it would give hypothetical scavengers more time to snatch away the hypothetical supplies waiting for her.

Then again, maybe she could get a much better weapon from this girl somehow. And maybe, if she was friendly, Eiko could make a new alliance, get a new protector, finally have another goddamn girl to talk to!

Her mind was made up. She started to creep towards the side of the cave entrance, as much as she could with her weapon, and sat with her back to the rock wall, trying to hear something else from this girl.
Edited by Solitair, Feb 7 2011, 10:10 PM.
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The arrival of another girl decreased the likelihood of an aggressive strategy from Eiko. While the new girl's speech indicated that she wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed, it wouldn't take much brains for her to use a weapon and come to the aid of a defenseless ally by killing the girl attacking her.

The nicknamed girl expressed exasperation with her new friend, identifying herself as Aston Bennett. Eiko leaned forward to try to get a little closer to their conversation, but sadly, that made her foot move. It didn't move quietly.

"Anna, who's out there? Did you bring someone along?!"

Drat. Another decision made for her. As if to confirm her blown cover, Eiko found herself sneezing as she approached the mouth of the cave. She might as well reveal herself now, and hopefully make peace with the girls inside. Heck, the fact that Bennett hadn't shot the other girl at first sight was quite the silver lining.

She stood at the mouth of the cave, doing her best to look embarrassed at having been caught. She saw that the other girl was Anna Chase, a weird girl that she'd talked to a couple of times about anime and manga. Talking to Chase frustrated her; it seemed that anime and manga were the only Japanese things that America cared about sometimes. There were traditional holiday celebrations and kimonos and tea ceremonies and the Shinto religion to talk about, too, but no. It was just cartoons and comics. She was grateful that Chase's interest at least grew beyond the puerile subgenre of shonen.

"I'm afraid that I followed you here of my own initiative," Eiko explained. "I saw you on my way to the mansion and you piqued my curiosity." Her eyes drifted to Bennett's crooked nose, an unfortunate feature of hers that made Eiko glad she didn't dedicate her life to athletic pursuits. Not that the black and purple bruise on her jaw made her look any better at the moment. "I know this sounds rather self-serving in these circumstances, but I'm glad to have the opportunity to talk to somebody after far too much time spent alone. I just needed to make sure that you wouldn't reply with bullets, as it were."
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Eiko let the other two girls talk. Chase seemed friendly, but Bennett looked like she was barely tolerating Eiko's presence. One foot of Eiko's discreetly stepped back, in case it turned out that the Bennett would resort to harsh measures in getting Eiko out of her hair.

Chase offered an explanation for what the two of them were doing. Apparently they were waiting for someone else - multiple someones - to show up again, but they thought they wouldn't show up. And Bennett's arm was hurt, which Eiko could clearly see. An idle part of her mind wondered who the other two people were, and what sort of circumstances transpired between the four of them. Mere speculation on her part; she suspected she's never know these other stories of trial by fire, and that she didn't need to. She was busy enough ensuring that hers had a happy ending.

"That's a pity," she said. "I was traveling with someone else, too. Peter Siu. We met on the first day. But last night he just left. Apparently he had business elsewhere and didn't want me getting in the way." She looked to the side and let a little bit of acid slip into her tone. She was under the impression that Peter had dedicated himself to protecting her. Funny way he had of doing that!

Before Chase could properly reply to Eiko, she decided to let something else slip to Bennett. Eiko caught that Chase had the gun that Bennett thought "they" took, whoever "they" were. And that Bennett could trust "them" to come back. Sounded like good news to Eiko, but apparently Bennett thought differently. Her hand rose to her face, then fell again, and she took a deep breath and started to say something.

Then a gunshot rang out, grabbing Bennett's attention, and she made a hasty exit from the cave in its direction. Eiko was left with a bewildered expression. "Do you mind telling me what that was about?" she asked Chase.

It was apparent that Chase would move with Bennett, leaving Eiko all alone. Again. And they were probably not going to the mansion, where the much-vaunted supplies rested. So which way would Eiko go?

Part of her wanted to leave them be. They were clearly headed towards trouble, trouble which could get Eiko killed. It would be better for her to avoid other human contact until the game was down to the wire. Pace herself. Let herself be fresh when the other finalists were stale.

Fat lot of good that would do without a weapon. She wasn't going to stand up to any gun-wielder with her polearm thing. Besides, seeing more people die, people like Tiffany, would desensitize her, make her more likely to do what she had to. But she had to make herself look cheerable, like a victim who only did what she had to. Not a monster like the others.

But what good would all of that do if she was ill-equipped? She probably didn't have enough food to last herself another week, and if Peter's word was true (big assumption right there), those supplies could be the difference between a good or bad performance out of her.

"Chase-san, I have to go to the mansion and pick something up," she said, taking a few steps out of the cave. "But I hope we can meet again afterwards. Where are you and your friend going?"
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Eiko frowned as she watched her new "friend" leave, making half-baked assurances that the three of them would meet up together at this same location. She had doubts about that, to say the least, but she politely stepped aside to let Chase pass anyway, sighing as she looked down and out of the tunnel.

Yep, her weird little weapon was still there. Nobody saw it or bothered to pick it up. Good, she guessed.

Let's re-evaluate our options here.

On one end, we have the supplies Peter left for her. Probably provisions and something else, too. Definitely not a weapon, unless Peter got one in the brief time before he met her. On the other, there was the option to join up with another team, maybe get some protection. Leaving aside the fact that the two of them were heading towards a gunshot. Towards trouble. What to do, what to do.

Her mind was made up. She checked around for a sign of a trail left by Chase. She thought she'd be able to follow it. Go in its general direction at least. Hopefully the trail would stay there in the time it took for her to get her gear.

The mansion was in sight now. It couldn't be more than a quick detour.

((Eiko Haraguchi continued in Feral Intelligence))
Edited by Solitair, Mar 6 2011, 02:26 PM.
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