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Topic Started: Oct 14 2016, 07:25 PM (889 Views)
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((Isabel Ramirez continued from 白色雑音))

Isabel walked through the halls of the staff dormitories, the heels of her converse shoes slapping against the worn tile floor.

It had been a little while since she left Asha and Dorothy behind, still slightly fuming. She couldn't believe someone she thought was a friend would try to hide things from her and say such awful things. So what if she killed people? They were going to die anyway, who murdered them didn't make a difference, be it her or some idiot from the robotics club. She didn't even feel bad about it afterwards, and if she didn't feel bad about it, how could it possibly be that bad? It wasn't like she stabbed someone who could've contributed to society. They were already worthless. Both of them.

Isabel stopped in her tracks as she heard doors open and close around the corner. She wasn't alone in here. Readying her sword, she peeked around the corner only to see the back of a familiar head, Danny. Another friend from ballet. Or maybe she should question his status as a friend. Danny was probably the member of the ballet group that she talked to the least, and Asha, the person she talked to the most out of the bunch, utterly betrayed her trust. Why should she think Danny would be any different? Isabel readied her sword. He didn't look like he was armed, he would probably be an easy kill.

Isabel lowered her sword just as quickly as she raised it. Danny was still somebody she knew. Not some random person that she didn't know at all, or someone she hated like Tina. Danny was funny, and she enjoyed his company like she enjoyed the company of all the members of the ballet group. Maybe Danny wasn't someone she liked a whole lot, but he was someone she liked, which isn't something that someone earns easily. A short term ally would be a benefit to her survival, and Danny was one of the few people left on the island that she could possibly trust, even if only for a few days. Presumably Danny could trust her too since they spent so much time together, and that would make it easier to convince him to stick around with her. It would be a waste of resources for her to just kill him now to get him out of the way. Better to get him to stick around as an extra pair of eyes and ears before stabbing him in the back when he outlived his usefulness.

Isabel walked towards the door that she had seen Danny disappear into before sitting down next to it, waiting for him to come out.

Today was shaping up to be a longer day than Isabel could have possibly imagined.
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Isabel blinked a few times, unsure of what to say.

Danny had closed the door on her before opening it back up, and was obviously intimidated by her. She guessed that she didn't look too great with the dried blood on her shirt, but she was still a familiar face. It shouldn't be that hard for him to not be afraid of her. She didn't have any reason to be afraid of him, after all.

Still, he was at least talking to her rather than running away like she would expect most people to. Like she wanted most people to. The less conflict and less attempts on her life, the better.

"Hey. Just saw you walking down the hallway and looking in the doors. Thought I'd drop by and say hi."

Isabel stretched slightly, before continuing. "Been alone myself. Looked like you were too and I thought you might appreciate an ally or... something."
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"Heh." Isabel chuckled at Danny naming his CD player. "I guess you still haven't lost your sense of humor yet. That's good."

Isabel hoisted herself up off the ground. "Can't really say I'm feeling all that humorous myself." She crossed her arms, looking at the ground. "Met up with Asha. She threatened me with a taser and essentially told me to fuck off."

"Really made me feel welcome, you know? Friends are important, even if those friends happen to have a few kills under their belt." Isabel's posture slumped. "I hope that doesn't bother you... but I can tell you're a bit nervous."

Isabel shrugged smugly. "You don't have to worry about me. I'm not planning on hurting you."

"Oh uh..." Isabel remembered Danny's need to use the bathroom. "If you want I could just... turn around? Let you go take a dump in the corner or something I dunno."

Isabel turned herself away from Danny. "Just... tell me when you're done," she called back.
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Isabel's face expressed a wide variety of emotions once she realized that Danny tried to take her halberd.

Betrayal. Fear. Disappointment.

Rage.

Isabel's arm moved by itself and sunk the sword into Danny's chest, a snarl of rage escaping her lips.

Despite having a sword stuck in him, Danny was oddly quiet. She thought they usually screamed. Conrad screamed.

"I..." Isabel looked briefly between Danny's face and back and the sword. "...I guess I couldn't trust you after all," Isabel said. "You could've just gone along with me. You wouldn't have a hole where your liver should be that way."

"You made me do this."

Isabel twisted the sword in Danny's chest, the pained chokes escaping his lips filling her with the same rush that she had gotten before. Both times before. Yanking the sword out from between Danny's ribs, he fell to the ground, writhing. Completely at her mercy. She sunk the sword into a different part of his chest, a smile forming on her face as Danny gasped and coughed.

Out and back in the sword went. Stabbing vital organ after vital organ, the squelching noises emitted by Danny's body becoming more vigorous until suddenly, it stopped. Isabel stopped, her breathing ragged.

She had lost control again. She let the feelings overcome her again, but in spite of that realization, she shook with excitement as Danny breathed his last breath.
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Isabel sighed contently as she felt the thrill of the slaughter once again.

The mix of emotions she felt shortly after the life left her victim's eyes was just as intoxicating now as it was with Tina. The satisfaction she got from hurting, the rush of causing pain. She had someone's life in her hands... and then she took it away, empowering her own agency by depriving them of theirs.

However, this time it felt slightly different. As Isabel stared into Danny's glassy eyes, the feeling faded far more quickly than it did after she killed Tina or Conrad. Instead of feeling a residual satisfaction from her actions, all she felt was disappointment. Killing Danny may have been enjoyable in the moment, but he was still a friend. Being forced to kill him here was a waste of resources, a waste of something she was mildly attached to.

Sentimentality wasn't what she needed now, though. With both Asha and Danny having betrayed her trust, Isabel was certain there really was nobody else on the island that was willing to ally with her. Even though they should have been able to trust her just fine, they didn't know she would betray them eventually after all, how could they? No point in giving any of them her own trust. She was alone until everyone else was dead. That was the only path forward. She was going to win, and she was going to enjoy herself along the way. She was the only one that mattered enough, nobody else was that important.

Isabel glanced around at her surroundings. The hallways whispered quietly from the rush of wind outside as the last of Danny's blood pooled around his desecrated corpse. For the first time, Isabel was legitimately unnerved, and chose to leave the body behind, the fading remnant of any connection she had to the days before the island.

Nothing was left but to kill more and survive.

((Isabel Ramirez continued in TFW you will never find out what's in the basement))
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