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God Help the Outcasts; Open!
Topic Started: Aug 13 2016, 09:20 PM (962 Views)
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[[Jane Madison - G054: Start]]

Shit. Shit, shit and more shit, that was all she could think about. Almost hilariously inappropriate, given she was currently in a place that looked like it was at least trying to be pleasing to the eye. Yeah, no thanks. She'd been out hiking through the wilderness more times than she could, this place was looking way worse, not even wild in an enjoyable way. Not esthetic, not at all. Goddamn it, what was she even doing, thinking about unimportant shit like that? She was in the middle of nowhere, no one by her fucking side and for all she knew, some psycho with an axe or anything could come around a corner and end her any second. Fuck.

Jane took her head in both her hands, covering her face. She groaned, from exhaustion, from desperation and pain - yeah, wherever she had been lying, it had been pure cancer for her limbs. Just fucking perfect.

All of a sudden, an overwhelming feeling washed over her, like she was only now really realizing what that whole situation meant for her. Death, she was going to fucking die. Fucking killed or be killed, that was how it went, what that fucking assface of a man had told them on the bus. He could choke on a bloody turd of his own making for all she cared. Just, fuck.

She didn't feel like crying. She had gotten sort of close just now, but only close, nothing more. She was angry more than anything. Yeah, scared too, but anger really just felt so much better than that. Still didn't feel good or anything, but it just made her feel less helpless.

Talking of helpless, who the fuck had even packed her bag? Whiskey, freaking seriously? Like, she could have appreciated it in literally any other situation, especially seeing how that booze was looking like it was worth a bit more than just ordinary whiskey, what with the vintage look and all. Still, it was useless to her now. Could take a sip to calm her down. No, that was a really shitty idea.

Jane was still sitting in the middle of a path of dirt and some undergrowth. Yeah, sitting, she hadn't bothered getting up yet. But maybe she should. Staying there wasn't gonna help her out in any way. She could eat some of those rations in her bag, but no, too early. Wasn't even goddamn hungry, not like she was one of those anxiety eaters. Ugh, getting herself going really was the best she could do.

She got to her feet, tightly holding onto her bag and a grim expression on her face. Had to go and find someone, some other poor fucking soul who was with her in all of this. Shouldn't have been too hard, at least she hoped so.

Wait, was that some noise coming from somewhere near? Thought it was a bird or something at once, but no, no fucking bird sounded like that, maybe except a frickin' parrot.

Noises, a voice even. In other words, someone was there. She already knew what she was going to do, didn't even have a doubt in her mind for one second. Starting to walk towards where whomever she had heard was being, or where she thought they were being, Jane raised her voice to calll out for them, let them know she was here as well.

"Hey! Hey, if anyone's there, don't run away!"
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There, someone answered. No, not someone, it was Oskar, that puny pushover, or so she saw him. Well, great. First person she'd come across and he was probably not going to be of much use. Unless he had a bazooka or anything that was actually useful with him. Not like here damn whiskey bottle. Best thing she could do with that was smash someone over the head. And she would, if anyone was gonna threaten her or something like it. Even Oskar.

"Stay there, I'm comin' over!"

Maybe yelling so much wasn't a good idea. Could attract others to them, someone like Caedyn or Bradley, or someone with an even bigger chip on their shoulder. God, she hoped not.

The voice came from a direction that required her to leave the path she walking on to move towards it. Though you could hardly call it a path, what with all those bushes and brambles and- ugh, this was terrible. She didn't mind nature, not at all, but this was seriously starting to get on her nerves. Oh well, complaining wasn't going to do her much good. Maybe later.

Carefully, she stepped into the muddy dirt, took one step, then another and another. She'd reach Oskar soon enough, no reason to hurry and risk slipping and falling on the fucking ground. That was the last thing she could use, although her dress was already pretty much ruined. Ugh, fuck it.

Whoa.

There was another voice suddenly speaking up, no, yelling out. It sounded like its owner was even closer than Oskar was, ahead of her. Maybe right on her way towards him. Definitely sounded like a girl's voice, thought it was a bit hard to tell, what with the voice having been all contorted. Whoever had yelled was clearly not being happy. Though that was obvious, judging from what they had yelled. Fucking rude.

Jane continued to pave her way through the mostly dead wasteland that lay to her feet, slowly getting used to it. Her steps were getting faster and more frequent, she held her bag tightly grasped, her eyes focusing on what was ahead of her. And then she saw it, saw someone.

Someone on the ground, maybe fifty feet away, rolled up into a ball. Jane jumped for a second, thinking the person in question was dead. No, they were probably the one who had yelled out earlier. Didn't look like Oskar, had to be them. Still couldn't recognize them, so she had to step closer.

Just her luck though, another person she met and it seemed like it was another mostly useless one, panicking like that. Well, couldn't help it, letting her lie on the ground wasn't going to help either.

"Hey you! You there, I don't think hugging the ground is going to help you much. Don't you want to get up?"
Edited by Rorick Skyve, Aug 16 2016, 05:24 AM.
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What the fuck. No, c'mon, this couldn't be right. What the fuck.

Of all the people, all the douches and morons and losers and the decent people walking around, she had to run into her, into this goddamn bitch. Even now, even when she knew they were both in a completely fucked up situation like this and as good as dead, she still couldn't help but feel repulsed just looking at Caedyn. Why her, why did she have to wake up here? It just wasn't fair.

At least she was crawling on the ground in front of her, humiliated, like the dirt she was. Jane felt a very strong urge rise in her, to just kick her and leave. Tempting, but no, she wasn't going to do that. No way she'd stoop down to Caedyn's level.

Ugh. Her words, five words out of her mouth and she already felt pissed off. She didn't need to listen to her, she could just go away, leave that hateful piece of garbage to herself. But it was just...what she was saying, she couldn't just ignore that, walk away without talking back at her. The hell was she implying? That Jane was going to kill her? That Caedyn was the victim in this, a poor soul about to be slaughtered by her, the evil wench. Jeez, she couldn't have made up a worse script if she had tried.

She wasn't just going to take that. She had the opportunity to put that bitch back in her place now, now was the best of times. No one around her to judge, no one to tell her to cool it or something. So what if it was being broadcasted? Hell if she cared. Nobody would interrupt her now.

She took a step closer towards Caedyn, starting to perceive a foul smell in the air. God, it smelled like actual shit. Maybe it was from all the bullshit that Caedyn was spewing.

"What the actual fuck are you talking about? Me, kill you?" She couldn't resist, she raised a hand to point at the girl in front of her with her index finger. Overly dramatic, but who gave a toss?

"Don't act like you're scared or anything, spare me your games. You just want to look like the good guy in front of all these cameras here, right? Boo hoo, poor Caedyn, poor poor Caedyn." Jane wiped away an imaginary tear with one fist.
"Give me a break! You can go and pull that anywhere else, be my fucking guest. But not with me, got it? I don't wanna be here with you, same boat or not. I'm not gonna offer you help or anything, screw that. You don't need my help and I don't need yours, we both freakin' know that."

Her chest started to hurt. She took heavy breaths; wanted to place a hand over her own heart, try to calm herself. No, that would have made her look foolish. Weak. Not in front of Caedyn.

"I'm gonna walk the other way now and I couldn't care less what you'll be doing. So have fun drowning in your self-pity, guess that'll count as suicide or something." That was good. Made her feel content with herself.

Jane turned away, looking into the direction that she had originally walked towards. Someone else was there, waiting for her. Someone who wasn't Caedyn. Even goddamn Bradley was fine with her at this point.
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Goddammit, she was glad to see Oskar. More like she was just happy to see literally anyone besides fucking Caedyn. Fuck, she'd have welcomed Min Jae with open arms before she'd spend another ten seconds with that putrid bitch behind her, really, how could one person be that hateful and just...shitty? God.

What a contrast Oskar was to that. Sitting down there, waving his gloves around like he was holding a white flag. She didn't know him, not that well, but she couldn't help but find him sort of adorable. Or maybe she was just trying to force positive thoughts into her brain, anything to distract her from her. She'd suggest the two of them get away from her, that was the absolutely best thing she could do.

"Hey Oskar, look, how about-" She was immediately interrupted. God, there that bitch went again. Couldn't she just keep her damn whore mouth shut, just one fucking second?

Oh, she was trying to provoke her wasn't she? Talking about her, Jane, snapping? Her? Stupid cunt didn't know a thing about anything, she was just saying shit to mess with her. She couldn't let herself be provoked, she wouldn't get to her, no matter wha-

The fuck. What'd she call her? She was being a hypocrite? Called that by Caedyn of all people. Oh, fuck her, fuck her and her entire shtick and her whole family and - Jesus fucking Christ, how she wished she could have just smashed that bottle over her head, make her eat her own words and some glass shards at that. No, of course she wasn't going to do that. But it was a nice mental image to hold onto.

"Shut your fucking mouth!" Jane didn't even turn around, she just stood there, fists clenched and staring at the dry ground and dead plants in front of her. She had to get away from there, before she did something she regretted.

"Oskar, let's get out of here, alright? Nothing good will come of that...of her being around us."
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Ugh, why her? Was it really asked too much for her to get a lucky break for once; this whole thing just screamed 'rigged' in her face. Of course she had been the one to wake up next to Caedyn. Not only that, but now she also had to deal with Oskar's goddamn ouchie, forcing her to stay near that bitch for brains even longer.

Jane inhaled deeply, trying to calm herself down. Fuck, she had to pull herself together. Had to ignore Caedyn trying to push all of her buttons. She had to be strong now, fucking cliché as that sounded. Even with how horrible all of this shit was and with how much she didn't want to admit to herself how scared she was, she had to try and stay confident. Somehow. And the best way to do that, was to demonstrate she was above those taunts. That she could keep a cool head. Keep calm and take care of Oskar, that was what she had to do. He deserved as much.

She looked down at his leg, stepping closer to him. It didn't look dangerous or anything, but it prolly didn't feel very good. Yeah, that shit had to sting. She had been there herself, knew how much that sucked. Back then, when she had been bawling her eyes out over it, her grandpa had always taken care of it for her. Then eventually taught her how to treat it herself. And now she could finally put that to good use on someone else.

"Yeah, let's see what I can do here." Jane nodded, then looked back over her shoulder for a short moment to make sure Caedyn wasn't trying to pull any funny moves. Nope, just sitting there in the dirt where she belonged. Satisfied, she turned her attention towards Oskar again, giving him a slightly inquiring look.

"Don't mean to sound like a jerk, but you don't mind if I use the stuff from your med kit for this, right? I mean, I figure we all got one with us in our bags and I might still need mine for myself later on, so...you get that, right?"
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Son of a bitch, of course he had to go and sit next to Caedyn. Was he doing that on purpose? Jane bit her lip for a second, about to press out more curses, but then decided to try and contain her frustration for the moment. She'd give him the benefit of the doubt on this one, if only because the guy looked like he couldn't even harm a dayfly.

She took a reluctant step towards the two ground dwellers, then got in front of Oskar and kneeled down on one leg.

Took her all but two seconds to regret that though. God, that stench, what the fuck was that? Her first instinct was to pinch her own nose shut, but she pulled her fingers away immediately, instead rubbing her face in an irritated manner. Like seriously, this was shit she was smelling, she wasn't fucking imagining things. Oskar had just been in front of her seconds ago, standing up and all; she hadn't smelled anything then. So, yeah...of course.

She turned her head towards Caedyn for a second, shooting her a glare while resisting the temptation to hurl some words of disgust into her stupid face. Fucking rank. Just, how much more obnoxious could this bitch get, seriously?

She had other things to do though. The smell was terrible and all, but she'd have to ignore it too. Oskar probably wouldn't move his ass elsewhere if she asked him to, what with the way how he had sat down right there next to Caedyn. Yeah, no way around it. Ugh.

Putting Oskar's kit on the ground next to her, Jane focused her attention on the red carpet of welts all over the guy's legs. Goddamn, what the hell had he been doing? As if those nettle stings weren't enough, his skin was adorned with a whole bunch of scratches as well. Quite an accomplishment, really.

"Jesus, did you go frolicking through those bushes or something? I mean, it's not really serious or anything, but you really gotta try to get your legs fucked up like this."

She reached for the med kit, which opened with a quite satisfying sounding 'click'. Yeah, she loved that sound for some reason, didn't even know why. Even better though, looked like the thing really was packing everything she'd need to treat the guy. She had almost kind of expected it to just be empty or something, like some sort of cruel, twisted prank. Didn't look like it though, unless there was acid inside those bottles or some shit like that. Only one way to find out.

Rummaging through the contents of the box, she quickly lifted her head to look at Oskar. "Could use some of your water here. I mean, I can try without, but if you want to keep those legs, better hand me some of that."

No clue why she was making jokes now, to lighten the mood or some shit like that. Not like she really was in the mood for it herself though. "Really though, gonna need your water bottle. Don't worry, I won't use too much, scout's honor."
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Jane frowned a little in response to Oskar declining her request. Who was the medic here? Yeah, technically, she was only a greenhorn herself, but she'd have bet his ass and her own that she knew more about this sort of stuff than him. Eh, she'd let him have his way, not her problem.

"Well, whatever. Your leg, not mine."

Her hands wandered back to the med kit, fished out a single utensil, then went to apply it on Oskar's wounds. Med kit, leg, repeat. She was fully engrossed in fixing up his scratches and welts as best as she could, while completely ignoring Caedyn at the same time. Heard her say something. Didn't matter. Probably just some spiteful shit.

A few relatively quiet minutes later, her work was done. She had to admit, she was pretty damn proud of herself. Had managed to get this done despite everything. Took something to accomplish that.

A smile of complacency lingered on her lips for a few seconds as she observed the new bandages on Oskar's now not-so-bare legs. Then she lifted her head to talk to him.

"There, that should do it. Also, I think we should get moving now, yeah? Like, we've been taking roots for god knows how long now."

She lifted herself to her feet, brushing off some dirt of her dress. They needed to get going, maybe find some people or just go and camp out somewhere. Whatever, as long as Caedyn wouldn't go on her nerves. Or even better, just fuck off completely.

She looked down at Oskar. Hard to not feel bad for the guy, really. Looked delicate like a mayflower, or how that saying went. Probably was too. Eh, checked out, as long as he wasn't too much of a burden to her.

"Better get up now, lazybones. And yeah, I'm still waiting for a 'thank you'."

((Jane Madison continued elsewhere))
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