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The Use of Common Sense is Authorized; Start of Day 8 - OPEN
Topic Started: Apr 14 2011, 01:17 AM (3,213 Views)
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((Acacia Salinger continued from Anthem For Doomed Youth))

There were two things on Acacia's mind.

The first was that Thea and Charlene probably thought she was on some kind of wild gun toting rage after she suggested they shoot Ricky in the tunnels. That wasn't what she'd meant, if they'd been able to read her thoughts... obviously they couldn'y, but if... then they would know what she meant. As it was, it hadn't been brought up, and Acacia didn't like to remind them in case they thought that she was crazy.

And talking of crazy, that was the second thing that was on her mind. Acacia was having some doubts about Charlene. She'd known the girl for many years, they'd travelled all over the state and country participating in doubles tennis the last couple of years, so she knew somehow that things weren;t right. But she had no idea that Thea shared her feelings, not that there was anything that the two of them could have done about it. As it was, Charlene was a killer, and Acacia didn't want that gun rage (see? It was Charlie that was on the crazy gun-totin' rage, not her!) to be pointed in her direction. Also, it might be useful if someone came attacking. Three incredibly hot cheerleader with revolvers. Acacia was tempted to suggest that they nickname themselves Charlie's Angels, but then that would put Charlie in a position of control, and Acacia didn't like the idea of any of them being a leader. Especially not the one that she thought might be going a little bit mad. Thea's Angels and Acacia's Angels both had quite good rings to them. But the point was that Charlie was controlling the Angels, making them his.

Danya's Angels. Now that was a macabre thought.

Deciding to consider the matter further later, Acacia deposited herself on the sand, becoming aware as she did so that she'd been there before. Less than a hundred metres down the beach was the spot where she'd hugged her knees and blamed everyone for her predicament. She still hated beaches, in all her years at high school she had somehow managed to get out of all the beach trips going. Living in Minnesota meant that there weren't many of them, to her high school glee. She looked around grumpily, as Charlie and Thea discussed tanning.

"Alright for some," Acacia said, trying to inject a light hearted edge to her voice, unable to draw her eyes away from the spot on the beach that she'd gone to just after she killed Roman. There was the rock that she had paused to tie her shoe on as she left, there the beach curved around before it disappeared around a headland. It was too familiar. Familiar places here made her feel nervous, it made this island feel too much like a home. It defied the very definition of a home.

home
noun \ˈhōm\
Definition of HOME
1
a : one's place of residence


A home was a place where people lived. This was a place where people died. Shut up, brain. Being philosophical isn't helpful here. Also, where was the philosophy in my Sociology exam, huh? Acacia pulled her sweater over her head, and adjusted the two vest tops she wore underneath so that she looked good. Despite the bikini in her bag, she wasn't going to change into it, there was a real risk that she might not get a chance to change back and would end up running around the island that wasn't a home in what was essentially her underwear for the rest of her days.

"I'm not averse to getting a little sun. It's not like we can't defend ourselves if crazies come a knocking, anyway?" she added, patting her homemade belt holster.
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Acacia put a hand to her own scalp, running her fingers through her hair. She pulled a face at the grease she felt there, this was the first time since she'd woken up that she'd even thought about what she looked like. The old self, the self that hadn't had to euthanise one of her friends, the self that didn't carry a pistol in the waistband of her jeans, that old self, would never have gone this long without looking in a mirror. Copying Thea, Acacia rifled around in her bag for her own mirror, a mid size black compact that had her name written on it in fake pink diamante gems. It had been a present when she'd left the Long Island Junior Cheer Squad. An even older version of herself, her pre-Minnesota self, had thought it was a bit tacky.

Four years of high school meant that she'd grown into it. Even if it was perhaps a bit juvenile to have her name on it, it meant that it had never been stolen (she'd never met another Acacia and was dubious that she ever would, especially now). Also it was just really good quality, the mirror was clear and reflective and, unfortunately, showed herself now in perfect clarity. After getting a glimpse at herself, Acacia immediately snapped the mirror shut, before slowly opening it again to get a better peek at herself.

She looked a sight. Wispy baby hairs around her hairline were stuck to her forehead with what appeared to be sweat and pure grease. There was a scratch just above her left eyebrow that had already half healed with a dubious looking greenish scab. Her face shone with perspiration that she hadn't particularly felt, mixing in with the dirt that had tracked across her cheekbones and smudged agross her nose, giving the at a glance appearance fo freckles. Acacia rubbed furiously at the dirt, which obligingly refused to shift, and she instead managed to make in look even worse. There was a pimple on her cheek, and another from her forehead, probably there due to the mixture of stress and poor nutrition. Mascara smudged on her lower eyelids, and her red sclera had her look like she might have been crying, though in her own opinion, she hadn't been crying enough. Crying might release some of the tension that she could feel building up inside her. For a moment, she squeezed her eyes shut, and tried to convince herself that she was somewhere else. Then she opened her eyes and looked in the mirror again. Still here.. Her hair, despite being greasier than she had ever allowed it to get, didn't look too bad. She had tied it back and it had adopted what was almost a surfer-girl look (not that she really did surfing owing her her hatred of the sea).

"There's a whole ocean out there," Acacia said to Thea, indicating the sea with her right arm. "Heck," she added, in a forcedly light tone of voice, "if we swim far enough it won't even matter what we look like any more!" she shook her head at her own joke, feeling sickened by it. "Sorry, that was uncalled for," she apologised, half because the joke was crass and half because she didn't want Thea to think she was crazy.
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"Eh," Acacia said noncommitally in response to Thea. "Bloody inlanders, I spent half my childhood in the sea and it never did my skin any harm at all..." She pinched her cheeks as though this proved her point. Then, Charlie was the first of them to notice that they were being observed. Acacia rolled onto her stomach and squinted at Mary-Ann standing at the edge of the beach. The girl didn't frighten her much, even though Acacia had no way of knowing if she was crazy or if she was armed or if she had some kind of irrational hatred toward cheerleaders (it was fairly common). She'd made a point of being more wary of people she didn't really know, but a mixture of tiredness and Thea's unconcerned response made her feel relaxed.

Also, more people was good. More people to get shot while she ran away. Eyes darting around, Acacia tried to seek out potential escape routes. The path that went to the bridge was too obvious, but the woods weren't far away, and she'd had an idyllic enough childhood to have a rudimentary knowledge of how to climb a tree; an older brother had been useful for that part of her education as well. Then there was the sea, choppy and dangerous looking; it might not be just their collars killing them if they swam out too far. This was the kind of surf with riptides and swells and the other things her brother's friends used to sulk about in her living room when it was too dangerous for them to swim.

Acacia picked up a fistful of sand and started to clump it together to form a rudimentary sandcastle. A leaf, she presumed it had been blown off a tree in the nearby woods, was perched jauntily at the top in place of a flag. Why was it that in books and films and TV programmes there was always someone to provide a little red flag to top the sandcastle with? Nobody in real life carried flags around for those moments, nobody on beaches sold them (though, now that she thought about it, that was a good idea - she could sell them for a dime or something, little kids would fall over each other trying to buy her little flags. The downside of that plan was that she would have to move somewhere near a beach, which was the one thing in life she had always known that she wouldn't do.

Glancing at Thea's waving, Acacia decided to join in, hoping that it wouldn't freak out the girl, that someone she barely knew was now waving at her like a madman. Toning down her waving, Acacia looked at her sandcastle as the briefest of gusts of winds caused it to crumble, the leaf fluttering away from her capture. Her tired, clumsy hands tried to catch it, her fingertips just grasped the leaf as it disappeared in the wind. Trying not to convey the unusual feeling of upset over her leaf, Acacia bent her head forwards and started to rebuild her sandcastle. Carefully, this time. She glanced up at Mary-Ann again, moments after she stopped waving, and decided to say something. She didn't want the new girl thinknig she was mad over the loss of a leaf that was never hers to begin with.

"Hey!" Acacia called, her voice carrying on the breeze. "You alright?" she didn't know how else to start up a conversation.
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The announcement woke Acacia up with a moan and she blinked against the light that streamed against her closed eyelids. Putting her hands over her ears, the sound filtered through anyway. Trying to block it out, the second name jumped out at her like a lion and she sat up suddenly, eyes widened. The ocean was beautiful that morning.

"Ricky's dead?" she said dumbfoundedly to the others, aiming it mostly at Charlie, whom she'd noticed was awake. Her mind reeled. They had barely left him, he had been fine! Pissed out his mind, but fine nonetheless, she'd seen Ricky drunk dozens of times and he'd always made it home okay. But now he was... The image of Ricky's body with only a bloody stump where his head used to be filled her mind, and she felt bile rising in her throat. Turning round abruptly, Acacia rooted around in her back for her insulin, trying not to look too closely at how much was left. With a practiced hand, she loaded a new cartridge into the pen (when had the last one run out? She might have been injecting blanks for a couple of days), clicked it round, and jabbed the needle into her stomach. It was almost an unconscious gesture, and her expression didn't change from the mild surprise at Ricky's death throughout the whole process. Putting the pen back into it's slot in the case, she shook her head, while the rest of the dead were read out.

That was both the south eastern woods and the tunnels out for the rest of the game now. Acacia crossed them out on her map, they were useless now. She wondered idly what had happened in the woods to make them out of bounds. The thing in the tunnels, it must have happened about the same time they were there, maybe a bit before, maybe a bit after, she wasn't exactly sure what had happened, only Liz Polanski was dead.

"He's dead," she repeated hollowly. "It's not our fault, right? We couldn't have known that the tunnels were going to become a danger zone!" She said it for her own benefit rather than the others. Acacia shuddered, looking out to sea and hugging her knees against her chest, trying to make herself as small as possible. Tiny waves lapped the shore, the fluffy edges of the beast that was the sea. She'd squashed the sandcastle in her sleep, the leaf that Mary-Ann had found was still there, half buried in the dry sand. Idly, Acacia tried to reform it for the third time, keeping a good hold on the leaf.

"So, where next?" Acacia said, hinting slightly. This beach made her feel antsy.
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Lor Van Diepen - I'm gonna make a video later. About running. Does that sum me up enough?
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As Charlie left and Thea made to follow her, Acacia moaned and started collecting her things together. Sweater, diabetic kit, bottle of water, gun, mirror. A bizarre mix of belongings that she took a couple of seconds to appraise with good humour, before stuffing everything except the gun into her bag, and tucked that into the waistband of the jeans that she'd been wearing constantly now for days. She turned to Mary Ann with a smile, glad to see the girl was more awake than she'd seemed last night.

"Yeah," Acacia said with a sigh in response to Thea, "when I said 'where next' I was thinking after we'd actually woken up," she added irritably, clambering to her feet and stretching out. The morning sun, barely risen, beat a gentle rhythm on her back as she stood facing inland, watching after Charlie and Thea as they slowly began to disappear. Acacia nodded along to a rhythm she couldn't feel, a beat to a song she wasn't entirely sure she'd ever head of. Abruptly, she turned to Mary Ann, the only other person still left.

"You know what's weird?" she said, loosing eye contact then and turning her face upwards to look at the sky. "If we'd gone on the trip, the proper trip, we'd be home by now." There was a pause, while Acacia picked her bag up and started following the others. "Funny, isn't it? I guess we should try keep up."

((Acacia Salinger continued elsewhere))
the world is on my side
i have no reason to run


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shiny shiny V5 concepts (now with clickies)
Phoebe Cho - I shall be playing Mendelssohn's Violin Concerto in E minor. Wizard!
Harry Hanley - I've got Hershey's at half price today! Get 'em quick before I have rehearsal!
Lor Van Diepen - I'm gonna make a video later. About running. Does that sum me up enough?
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