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Drawn To The Blood; The Flight of a One Winged Dove
Topic Started: Mar 14 2017, 06:11 PM (870 Views)
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((Raina Rose continued from Haemolacria))

Everything was turning up... somebody not Johnny. Which was to say that Johnny wasn't turning up. He was probably hidden away somewhere, Raina told herself. He had been pretty content to hide out back in the asylum once they found a somewhat comfortable place. It made sense that he would do so again left on his own.

So where the hell was he? They had checked out every semi-welcoming structure they came across, and he wasn't there. He wasn't dead, obviously, they would have announced it if he was, but...

Well. What did Raina care that much anyway, if he decided that he was just going to crawl into a hole and hide? It wasn't like they were really friends or anything. Johnny could do what he wanted and she wasn't going to stop him.

Her actual best friend was losing it. Raina had been watching Penelope with growing uneasiness throughout the last day. Those mood swings weren't normal. Talking about killing yourself and taking everyone with you wasn't normal. Penelope wasn't made for this kind of stress, and it was increasingly obvious with every new encounter and failure.

Raina didn't say anything about it as she watched Penelope go from tears to a grin as she greeted Kiziah and Lili, but she certainly couldn't match the cheer, whether it was real or not. She offered the other two girls a wan smile. Kizi was someone she knew somewhat, but not well. Lili seemed to be doing alright since the last Raina had seen of her. Not too torn up about Darius, obviously.

"Hey," she said, offering a wan smile. "You, uh, got your stuff back, huh?"
"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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"Hm? Oh, yeah. Of course." Raina was distracted. She wasn't sure what Lili and Kizi would think of the whole suicide plot; it didn't sound like exactly what they had in mind. Wasn't exactly what she had in mind either though, and she went along with it to keep friction at a minimum, to buy herself more time. Maybe they would do the same. They were smart, reasonable people.

"A fire, huh?" She mused. They had heard the announcement the previous day, of course, and steered clear of the area accordingly. They had seen the smoke. Lili seemed clueless about the cause of the fire, but Raina doubted it had been an accident. There was no electricity in this place, and no storm yesterday for a convenient lightning strike. Either someone Lili and Kiziah had been with had tried to score an easy, hands-off kill, or...

Or maybe Lili was playing dumb to protect someone.

They had all read Lord of the Flies (or at least been told to read it) in English class. They had all gone over the symbolism of the fire, how it stood for humanity, et cetera, et cetera. Raina was more concerned with the practical aspects now that she thought about it.

Maybe she had been overthinking everything all this time.

"Sounds dangerous," she said, realizing that she had been silent for too long. She crossed her arms and carefully kept her expression neutral, but her heart was starting to race. They all had lighters in those first-aid kits. Most of the buildings on the island were made of wood and though they had been left to a damp sea environment for decades, they were still full of flammable material. They could burn, as the library had demonstrated. And Raina had a grenade and enough common sense to realize what would happen when you put fire and explosives together.

Wasn't there a library in the asylum too?

Raina dug her fingernails into her arm and forced another smile. "Glad you guys made it out okay - and I'm sure your friends did too. Maybe we'll run into them. We've been looking for Johnny since yesterday. He and I split up for a bit and we haven't been able to track him down."
"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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"We'll make it work."

The confidence in her voice surprised even Raina herself. She felt giddy. She wanted to beat herself around the head for not thinking of something this simple before, but now that she had figured it out there was no point in dwelling on it.

She stepped forward and grasped Penelope's arm, giving a reassuring squeeze. "I've got an idea about posters, too - why don't we head back to the library when they reopen it? If any paper survived, we can use that, and maybe your friends will head back there once it's safe."

Paper. Paper, lighters, and sure they could make posters, who cared? Not Raina. Things were starting to come together.

A big enough pile of paper and tinder, and then they would head to the highest point on the island. And then...

Raina smiled reassuringly at Penelope, and this time she didn't have to fake it.
"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 secured her arm around Penelope's waist, half habit formed years ago and half almost-giddy reassurance.

She had thought of something. She would have to find this Clarice girl and thank her for the inspiration.

She nodded along with everyone else's words, trying so, so hard to keep everything under control. Don't let on anything. Don't smile too much, don't fidget. Nobody on the other side of the camera can know. Keep 'em guessing.

"Sure, sure we can pull a 'let's split up gang' for a bit. But only a bit! Let's not lose track of everyone."

Raina turned to Penelope as the others filtered off and they settled down for their well-earned break. "It's all going to be okay," she promised.

For the first time since she had awoken in that tub of stagnant water days ago, she almost believed it.

((Raina Rose continued in Hyphaema))
"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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