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Haemolacria; Late Day 5; Tagging Zarina, Cicada, and Mr. Mystery!
Topic Started: Feb 27 2017, 08:35 PM (707 Views)
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((Raina Rose continued from Hemochromatosis))

Rest sounded good. Despite the jokes she had made back on the helipad, Raina really wasn't the outdoorsy type. The progress she and Johnny had made once they finally left the asylum had been slow and halting, and that was without the added issue of the Danger Zone inhibiting their movement. Better to steer clear of most unfamiliar structures for now, if they couldn't be sure what was and wasn't part of the restricted area.

"Fine by me," she said, and plopped down in the grass next to Penelope. At least it was drier than yesterday. She once again lamented the fact that she didn't have a change of clothes, with all the dirt and grass stains that were starting to accumulate, not to mention stale sweat. If not for Ben's presence, Raina would have considered suggesting that she and Penelope find somewhere private and attempt to wash their clothes or something.

As it was, she had to deal. Ah well. At least they were somewhat closer to the warehouse now. Hopefully Johnny hadn't wandered off. She didn't think he would, it wasn't like he had much of a purpose on his own.
"Art enriches the community, Steve, no less than a pulsing fire hose, or a fireman beating down a blazing door. So what if we're drawing a nude man? So what if all we ever draw is a nude man, or the same nude man over and over in all sorts of provocative positions? Context, not content! Process, not subject! Don't be so gauche, Steve, it's beneath you."
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Penelope was evidently not as tired as she claimed, or at least not as tired as Raina, since she went running off again at the first sign of another person. Now, Raina didn't want to be the one to rain on the good feels parade, but she was tempted to ask if Penelope had maybe considered... not running up to every person they met. That would end up being trouble sooner rather than later.

Raina stood as Penelope greeted the senior girl, shooting a glance at Ben. She recognized the older girl, but couldn't come up with a name. That made her uneasy. And was that blood on whats-her-face's shirt?

"Hey," she said in a low voice to Ben, "you know her?"
"Art enriches the community, Steve, no less than a pulsing fire hose, or a fireman beating down a blazing door. So what if we're drawing a nude man? So what if all we ever draw is a nude man, or the same nude man over and over in all sorts of provocative positions? Context, not content! Process, not subject! Don't be so gauche, Steve, it's beneath you."
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"Kimiko." Raina offered her name in the girl's stead, since she obviously couldn't speak up. She glanced at Ben, but his smoldering gaze was still fixated on their new guest... new "friend", as Penelope put it.

Raina felt her throat constrict at the realization of just how close she was to a killer once again. A killer who had already taken away someone she knew and liked. Cristo was quiet and kind of weird, and they weren't that close, but he had been a friend all the same.

She kept her eyes moving between Kimiko and Ben, trying to signal to him that he could go ahead and do whatever it was he was going to do. He played baseball, he'd probably have pretty good aim with that rock. Raina tried to shift Penelope to the side so she could reach her bag just in case. If she ended up having to throw the grenade though, it would end badly for all of them, not just Kimiko.
"Art enriches the community, Steve, no less than a pulsing fire hose, or a fireman beating down a blazing door. So what if we're drawing a nude man? So what if all we ever draw is a nude man, or the same nude man over and over in all sorts of provocative positions? Context, not content! Process, not subject! Don't be so gauche, Steve, it's beneath you."
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Raina's stomach dropped when she saw the gun. Kimiko quickly put it away again, but the feeling lingered. Now, it was clear that the moment any of them put a toe over whatever line Kimiko decided on, they were as good as dead.

Penelope - god, Penelope. Raina was torn between scooping her up for comfort and keeping her eyes fixed right on Kimiko, hand lingering on her bag just enough to signify that yes, she had something in there and it could be used against an enemy. Enemy. She hadn't started thinking of anyone as her enemy until... when? Alvaro? Darius? She was certainly thinking it now, at any rate.

Carefully, she interposed herself between Penelope and Kimiko, and delved her hand into her bag. Just a peek of the grenade. Hopefully that would be enough to get the message across.

"Look," she said, and her voice shook only slightly, which she was somewhat proud of. "Why don't you just leave, okay? We don't want any trouble."

If she could catch Ben's eye when Kimiko wasn't looking, or if the other girl turned away, she would try to signal. What was the best way to sign "throw the damn rock at her head and then run like hell"?
"Art enriches the community, Steve, no less than a pulsing fire hose, or a fireman beating down a blazing door. So what if we're drawing a nude man? So what if all we ever draw is a nude man, or the same nude man over and over in all sorts of provocative positions? Context, not content! Process, not subject! Don't be so gauche, Steve, it's beneath you."
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"It's okay," Raina said out of habit, though of course nothing was okay. She let her hand drop from her bag as Kimiko retreated out of sight. Part of her nagged at her to run after Kimiko, demand answers, but all that would probably get her was a bullet in the face.

She stooped to grasp Penelope's arm, urging her up. "Just... don't go running up to people we don't recognize, alright? We have to be careful if we want to make this work." Her throat was still tight, her hands not quite steady. "Penny, come on. Let's go find Johnny, maybe he's met up with someone else that we know is friendly. We're not far."

Raina looked at Ben for help. Couldn't he do more than just stand there?
"Art enriches the community, Steve, no less than a pulsing fire hose, or a fireman beating down a blazing door. So what if we're drawing a nude man? So what if all we ever draw is a nude man, or the same nude man over and over in all sorts of provocative positions? Context, not content! Process, not subject! Don't be so gauche, Steve, it's beneath you."
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Raina hugged Penelope back firmly and tried not to think about how her best friend was beginning to crack under the pressure. "Yeah, sure, we can rest a little while longer. Then let's get inside, yeah? Johnny's probably hiding out somewhere.'

She flopped back on the grass, chatted for a while, dozed. She wasn't sure how much time had passed when Penelope got back up, but it felt later. Raina sat up and ran her hands through her hair, grimacing at how greasy it was getting. She had taken her ponytail out a while ago, after it had started to hurt her head in earnest.

"Hey, wait up!" She called as Penelope took off. She waved to Ben to follow and set off after her.

((Raina Rose continued in Drawn To The Blood))
"Art enriches the community, Steve, no less than a pulsing fire hose, or a fireman beating down a blazing door. So what if we're drawing a nude man? So what if all we ever draw is a nude man, or the same nude man over and over in all sorts of provocative positions? Context, not content! Process, not subject! Don't be so gauche, Steve, it's beneath you."
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