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Woof Woof, I'm a Dog. Kill your Friends.; paging grim, otherwise open!
Topic Started: Nov 8 2016, 04:49 AM (1,965 Views)
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((Hazel continued from We're in this together ))

(OOC note: The last two weeks have been really tough at work and like, I'm really sick, sorry for slowness)

Hazel trailed just slightly behind Jordan. They'd hustled out of their last location which was declared a danger zone. She had mixed feelings about this. It meant they couldn't wait at the same location in case Min came back, but it forced them to keep moving which was good as far as that it provided a distraction and purpose.

The distraction element was particularly important because along with being told they had to move or risk explosion, it also announced that Min (her...what? Boyfriend? Crush? Existential dread sex person?) Had killed someone, likely not long after leaving her.

She felt herself fracture just a bit at that knowledge, but couldn't dwell with Jordan rightly telling her they had to hustle.

As if by unseen guide they ended up in some kind of basement in an asylum which she wasn't super jazzed on, but Hazel was still trying to collect her thoughts and feelings together in regards to Min and the last 10 hours or so. Jordan asked her if she was ok and it was like a very gentle pin prick that brought her back.

She shook her head as if trying to get rid of the buzzing thoughts around her.

"Not really," she offered weakly. "But I don't think there's much you can do. I mean, thanks for even asking and just not ditching me."

There was suddenly a ruckus at ankle level. Hazel looked down to see a string of cans. She looked quickly at Jordan, panicked.

"Oh god, now what?"
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Out of fear reflex like a girl watching a scary movie on a date, Hazel grabbed Jordan's arm. She already knew he was safe and they'd proven to each other they weren't about to bash each other's heads in with a rock during the night.

She heard a voice sort of apologize to them about the booby trap. Still holding on, she leaned in a bit to see who was there. He said it was Jeremy and she looked to Jordan, asking with her expression if this person was alright. She didn't really know much about Jeremy. The boys were talking now and her grip loosened.

"Hi," she said shortly, sort of awkward about not being able to contribute anything else.

Another head came poking out of the door. Hazel's eyes widened a little in recognition at the appearance of the newcomer. She looked discretely at Jordan to gauge his reaction and then back to Alex. She smiled nervously and let go of Jordan.

"Alex! Hey." she positioned her hands together as if praying, with the tops of her fingers just touching her chin. She knew Alex of course from various theater activities around school. They'd been sort of acquainted for years and had now and then had short conversations. They'd complimented each other on the other's acting work, but she couldn't recall ever having an in-depth conversation, alone.

Truthfully, it was really weird being in a small room with someone you kind of know, but mostly don't know. He was a good actor at times, but that meant exactly jack squat for his trustworthiness. She was also extremely certain she'd heard an "Alex" on the announcements at least once and couldn't recall of any other Alexes in school. Bringing this up would probably rock the boat and she was unsure if it was her place to upset the delicate peace they had at the moment. Also, they were in very close quarters and as Jordan had nearly let slip, they didn't have a gun, a knife or even a piece of paper with "Fuck off" written on it.

Hazel's knees buckled and she grabbed Jordan again as if she were about to pass out. Her eyes were half-lidded.

"I.....I feel sick. Can we get some air for a second?" she said, brows furrowed and breathing heavily.
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Hazel eyed Alex's machete just before they turned to leave. She took a deep breath.

"Thanks," she said breathily.

Jordan grabbed her and stopped her from collapsing. Letting herself go slack she allowed Jordan to guide her back the way they came and away from the other two. He called back that they would be right back. She looped an arm around his neck and kept pace with him. They'd made it nearly to the end of the corridor.

Suddenly Alex was screaming at them, calling them dogs or something. Alright, psycho confirmed.

Hazel's eyes suddenly became alert and wide.

"Let's get out of here."

In one fluid motion she stood up straight and started running.


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((C-c-combo breaker. But seriously, breaking posting order temporarily for narrative purposes))


Hazel thought of Min. It was involuntary. She did this quite often recently as much as the last 10 hours or so could be considered"recent." While she was with Jordan wandering the horrific remains of an insane asylum or engaging in conversation with people who were likely murders she was able to keep those thoughts arm's length.

She was concerned for him, but she was also concerned about him. He killed someone and she wavered on both sides of the scale between how responsible she was for him as a friend (lover maybe? That word was troubling and outdated, reminiscent of old movies) and her part of the responsibility for whomever he killed. Now they'd just bumped into another killer and it was difficult not see the mirror between the one they left and the one they encountered.

Hazel stopped and she felt Jordan stumble into her. She steadied herself for a moment and shook her head.

"Hey, I know this is going to sound crazy, but hear me out," she said, coming in closer, speaking in low, conspiratorial tones.

"I think we should go back. I think we have a personal responsibility here. They're obviously a few fries short of a Happy Meal, so if they kill someone, isn't that sort of on us? I don't think they're going to kill us, if they were they would have done it. I think we're too familiar for them to off, but if someone else falls into their lap, who knows? They'll trust us even more if we had the chance to bolt and actually come back."

She lowered her head a bit, looking at her shoes and pursed her lips.

"I can't go back without you. If we sleep in shifts it'll have to be paired off with one of them so they don't get any ideas." She looked up at Jordan now with a sort of steely determination.

"I'm sorry to put you on the spot."

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"Why wouldn't they?" she retorted sharply to Jordan's comment about being welcomed back.

"Here, from their point of view this is what happened: I said I felt sick, I was pretty convincingly sick looking, we said we'd be out for air and we'd be right back, we went out for air and we came back. We didn't even start running until we were out of view so they won't know we tried to make a break for it," she said in a sort of harsh whisper.

She closed her eyes and then opened them slowly, pulling on a lock of shiny black hair.

"I don't know if it is, but I think it's the right thing to do."

Hazel stood up as high as she could on her tip toes and put a hand on Jordan's shoulder to steady herself. She positioned herself so that her mouth was close to his ear, resulting in the quietest wisp of speech she could manage.

"I know this is on me. If things go south, I'll do everything I can to make sure you can get away."

Hazel lowered herself and looked at him knowingly, raising both eyebrows.

"Let's put those extra hours in theater to good use."

She took a deep breath and walked back the way they came to the hallway leading to the electroshock therapy room.

"Hello?" she called out tentatively. "I'm feeling better." The declaration bounced back around the walls of the institution.
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((Yikes, have been out of town and didn't notice it was my turn apologies. I should have posted in reduced activity but activity will return to normal now))

Hazel deftly stepped into the fray, situating herself between the two and the one. She held her hands up as if to show she had nothing and also as a "hold on" motion and smiled sympathetically. Hazel leaned her head to one side and bit the corner of her lip, looking up at the other two hopefully.

"I was the one who faked," she said, pushing both of her hands against her chest. "We didn't plan it or anything, I mean," she said tilting her head towards Jordan as if to say "Look at that face, does that look like the face of trickery?"

"I think you can kind of understand why we wanted a minute to just talk between ourselves. You were....sort of you know, on the announcements," she said trying to be delicate about the situation with her voice lilting gently. "We did talk about it and you are our friends and we wanted to come back to give you the chance to give us your side of what happened instead of just abandoning you all."

She moved forward stepping into Alex's personal space, putting a hand on his shoulder.

"We're just kids from school," she said, her liquid dark eyes rimmed by pitch black full of hope. "So what happened?"
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Alex looked into her eyes with a slight smile, but his gaze were cold. The touch of mirth didn't reach all the way up. He turned to pick on Jordan a little and before she could defend him and repeat that the blame should lie with her alone, he touched on it and complimented her acting as well.

It was not remotely the appropriate time or place to take on the compliment, but despite everything else happened, it flattered her. Hazel blushed just slightly at the recognition of her skill, something she once hoped she could be good enough at to do professionally. He looked down at his machete and she followed his eye line. By the time she looked back up again she found Alex staring at her.

He growled his disagreement with her ideology that being the same was a bad thing, asking her if she'd seen the mutilated corpse of one of their classmates and tightening his hold on her hand. Hazel let out a sharp, but barely audible gasp in response to the squeeze. Her heart sped up just a little, but she maintained her poise. She'd never been so close to someone who'd killed someone before.

At least, not after they'd killed someone said a nasty voice in her head. Hazel bit her lip.

His face matched his unhappy eyes gradually and he said something about intending to win and kill, but not become a puppet to the terrorists, which seemed totally contradictory. In fact, the entire thing was strange since by giving him a chance to tell his side of what happened, Hazel expected him to give some sort of justification for his actions or at least paint himself in a sympathetic light even if it was a lie. If he wanted to keep someone around he'd try to mollify people, but instead he was trying to make himself intentionally scary. Hazel wasn't sure what to make of that choice. It could be that he this was all a front, a shell to protect him from the realities of this place. It could also be that he truly was insane and bloodthirsty and some guilt was trying to warn them away. Internally she weighed both possibilities, not noticing that she had tilted her head a little to match the weighing.

He finished, her holding onto him and him onto holding her. He said something about a hobo maze and Hazel blurted "I don't know what that means," unable to stop herself.

Alex ended and Jeremy sought fit to break things up, accepting her apology and picking up a clipboard.

"Thanks."

She let go of Alex, breaking the electric current running through them. She went to Jeremy and looked at the names on the list.

"Mmm...no. I don't remember seeing any of them. We saw a different Luz though, Eliza?"
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"Oh," Hazel responded to Alex. She kicked one of the cans gingerly, causing them to rattle a little.

She was now being asked to recall information about Liz and Vanessa, but a lot had happened since they'd encountered them. She squinted her eyes and tries to remember.

"Vanessa was...fine? I guess. Friendly. Liz was...um...crying and not doing so great."

Hazel smiled awkwardly at Alex's declaration that he was happy to see them.

"Would you mind if maybe we hunkered down some place less...cornered and creepy?" she ventured. "Not that I don't love what you've done with the place.

((Hazel Jung continued The Way the Sun Can Still Burn Down))
Edited by Ruggahissy, Jan 20 2017, 11:13 AM.
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