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Topic Started: Oct 6 2016, 09:34 PM (2,289 Views)
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((Kimiko Kao continued from Room of Relaxation))

After running out of the staff dormitory, Kimiko had take a moment to get her breath and wits back. A quick drink and a couple of slices of bread. Nothing much but enough to make sure her throat wasn't dry or her stomach empty. She sat in the long grass against the wall of the building, eating and thinking, contemplating what could have happened to Cristo among other things. Eventually, night closed in and Kimiko's vision darkened as she passed out.

Waking up was a scary moment. She knew where she was. That wasn't the problem. The problem was her passing out in what was practically the open. Luckily as she franctically looked around no one seemed to had found her. Splashing some water on her face to wake herself up, Kimiko made a promise to herself to stay alert and aware at all times.

The first of her problems she was facing was that she needed to move and none of the staff housing buildings were attractive locations to her anymore. Instead she moved towards what the map told her were the staff social areas. She knew there was a pub, library and gym there, one of those seemed like a good bet for a hideout spot.

As she was crossing the flat paved yard area to get there though there was a static buzzing as speakers she couldn't see came to life. Kimiko crouched low and quickly moved to cover. Keeping herself down Kimiko sat and listened. Even through the distortion of the speakers she recognized the voice of the man who had given them that speech after killing Mr. Graham. Kimiko's heart rate quickened as her body filled with a nervous dread. She was going to find out Cristo's fate.

Kimiko made note of the killers and their victims, paying more attention to who was being read out as a killer, then she heard her name and she already knew what the man was about to say.

Cristo was dead. She had killed him. Kimiko felt sick. The spear was in her hand and she turned her head to stare at it. She felt like the right thing to do would have been to throw it away, get rid of the thing that had caused her to kill someone she went to school with. But instead, her grip remained. She kept the spear and continued to listen, even though she felt sick and wanted it to end. More names, more killers and more victims. She tried to focus on them only for the sake of having a distraction but it was tough. The moment she had stabbed Cristo kept replaying over and over again in her mind. The feeling of the glass entering his body reared its head again.

The supply depot was a danger zone, Kimiko quickly pulled her map out and made a note of what that meant for her. As she did so however her name was read out again. She looked up, not that it made a difference. There was nothing for her to see, but she did so anyway, a reflex, from back when she was normal.

There was a prize? And she had won? A look back down at her map told her that the helipad was in the supply depot. That...that was a bonus at least. She would be safe there and could take stock of her situation. After that she didn't know.

She knew she shouldn't have gone to get her prize, she knew was so far off the right path that it was hidden by the trees and that turning back might have at least given her a chance at redeeming herself. Kimiko couldn't bring herself to do it though. She was scared of what would happen.

Packing her map away after deciding on her route Kimiko stood up and headed towards the gym. It seemed big enough for her to be able to hide out inside of without alerting any other occupants. Kimiko didn't want to hang around too long. She had no way of knowing when her invitation to collect her prize expired but at the same time she wanted to sit a think properly and get her bearings. Slowly and carefully she stood up and moved towards the gym.

Spear gripped tight in one hand Kimiko pushed the gym door open as quietly as she could. The sun of the new morning spilled inside, illuminating the figures of five people. One of which she recognized instantly.

Of all the people she had wanted to see, Bradley was the last person on the list.
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Fear.

Kimiko hadn't been expecting that.

Everyone showed some outward form of fear at her very presence it was weird. It made her uncomfortable to consider that they all probably assumed she had set out to kill Cristo, the annoucement did nothing to chance that perception. In fact it encouraged it. It was a classic technique regarding information, Kimiko was aware of it, Taiwan had been subject to it many times. The only real option she had to consider was that nothing she was told from the precise moment she found herself in onwards would be strictly true. It was more likely to be warped to give the effect the terrorists wanted or what her classmates wanted her to believe.

Of the five other people in the room only one of them didn't shown any outward signs of her presence causing any unease. The fact that person was Bradley didn't surprise her, she knew what he was like. He would much rather make a stupid joke than seriously consider his situation. Kimiko listened to what he was saying, her grip steadily tightening on the spear and her teeth grinding until he let up. It was the same thing he had done in the bowling alley. He must have remembered the effect it had on her.

The worst part was that just like the last time Kimiko wanted to retort but she had no ability too. No one else in the room knew sign language as far as she was aware and to properly communicate using it would have required her to drop the spear. She could see Bradley's gun. It wasn't a risk worth taking. The others for their part were trying to make him stop, but it was for selfish reasons. It wasn't because they cared about how his words made her feel but because they were scared of how she would react to them.

Kimiko stared daggers at Bradley, her eyes narrowed. She took a couple of deliberate steps forwards and looked over everyone in the room, taking everyone in. Arthur, Bryony, Coleen and the girl Kimiko couldn't quite place. Kimiko couldn't see any deadly other deadly weapons besides hers and Bradley's, although his was far superior. Typical. Doing her best to ignore Bradley, Kimiko nodded to each of the others individually and waited to see what they would do.

She didn't enjoy being treated like a monster.
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And so Bradley was talking again, because of course he was.

He was saying something about he couldn't believe he was the only one taking everything seriously. Even when he was trying to talk seriously he still managed to be condescending. Kimiko exhaled sharply, it was a pfft sound. She wasn't impressed.

Bradley was always talking. He loved the sound of his own voice so it wasn't a surprise to Kimiko that he was taking the lead in the conversation. She wasn't falling for it though, she knew that eventually he'd fall back into stupid jokes and insults. He always did, that was Bradley.

Kimiko knew better than anyone else in the room what was going on and Bradley in his arrogance assumed he knew better because he was Bradley and he knew best. The idea of someone else assuming they knew what was best for her grated on Kimiko, it was made worse by who exactly that person was. No one knew what was best for her and no one in the room seemed to understand her. If they did they wouldn't have been keeping their distance like she was a tiger that could have struck at any moment.

The fact Bradley was doing the opposite made her consider the fact that she may have underestimated him, maybe he understood more than he let on. But he was still offering her membership to a potential group that he was in. She shook her head. No. Never. She wasn't going to stay near Bradley let alone work with him. The others maybe but between the options she currently had Kimiko was happy to walk out of the gym by herself.
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Luckily Coleen spoke up and broke her attention away from Bradley. She was glad for the distraction but it only proved to be temporary.

Kimiko felt a flare of anger, of course someone was going to say something at some point but hearing it from Bradley made it sting more. All of his talking was going nowhere and if he had been genuine to begin with he had quickly changed back to his old self.

It wasn't like she hadn't been expecting it but for a second there she had honestly thought he had changed, even if it was only a little bit.

She took a step toward Bradley but stopped herself doing anything further. She knew she needed to control her temper but around Bradley she always struggled. He was pressing all her buttons and it was a high stress situation.

Taking a deep breath Kimiko glared at Bradley, her grip on the spear tightening.
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Things were spiraling out of control, Kimiko could feel herself shaking. She slammed the end of the spear into the ground in frustration. Bradley's goading at her to say something visibly and obviously drawing a reaction out of her. Kimiko knew she had to leave but it felt like a surrender, like she was admitting Bradley was right and submitting to his will. It stuck in her craw to let him win but the other option involved an assault rifle and ended badly for her.

She knew better.

Breaking her gaze away from Bradley she looked over everyone else in the group and slowly turned to walk away. She was a monster to them. A remorseless killer, just like the one Bradley had referenced. A silent stalking killer. One who would find them in the dark and take their lives. Kimiko didn't want to be that monster. As much as she hated it she had to give in a leave.

Even then she couldn't help herself. She couldn't let Bradley win, after only two or three steps she turned and flipped Bradley the bird.

A wordless act of defiance.
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She was done with him.

Kimiko span on her heel and after one quick step, stabbed the spear into Bradley's gut.

As she as did she regretted it. Cristo's death could have been an accident but this?

She let go of the spear and it didn't drop to the floor.

It was a deliberate and hateful act that went against everything she stood for. Everything her religion stood for. Everything her parents stood for. She felt sick and needed to get out of the gym. Kimiko didn't stop to see the reactions of the others, she just had to escape. Kimiko burst through the door and out into the morning sun.

She didn't look back.

((Kimiko Kao continued in Bú-Tik))
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