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Drawn To The Blood; The Flight of a One Winged Dove
Topic Started: Mar 14 2017, 06:11 PM (864 Views)
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[Lili Williams continued from Everything's In Solitude Except Character]

The two settled down in the building across where she'd met Ben and his friend. It brought back some feelings of regret, a vague sense of wondering what could have been, but no matter. Lili was part of something bigger than herself now. It was resistance. It was hope. It was company. A company that needed somewhere to set up shop. She vaguely remembered that the Housing Block had already been a danger zone once, so it was somewhat unlikely, in her mind, that it would be one again soon. A good place to rest in any case.

They hadn't seen either of the people Kissy mentioned on the way through the empty field that separated the rough circle of buildings leading up to the Block, and hadn't found anyone inside the building either, even if it was somewhat clear that there had been people there at one point. All the beer cans on the floor and the random chairs thrown into the walls reminded Lili of her own episode flinging suitcases at a chandelier. When she had met Darius a day back. Now he was dead, and she was alive. Walking, breathing. Did she deserve it? Not her judgement to make.

At one point, Lili was looking through the building for a room not covered in bird shit. The first door she tried, she found a corpse wrapped up on a bed and stinking up the room. Sure, she couldn't quite see the body, but she'd smelled death before - very closely, in fact, the memories of lugging the body across the bridge coming back, along with more thoughts of Darius. Did she suddenly feel...bad for him? He was somewhere else now, rotting just like this body on the bed, and she was alive and walking. Again the question arose in her mind: did she deserve to be alive?

She slept on it, a quick and dreamless sleep.

The announcements woke her up. She rolled over and listened, sparing a few glances over at Kissy. She was quiet, head in her hands most of the time. Lili joined in her quiet mourning, eyes on her shoes as she heard some of the more gruesome deaths. At the very least, some of the killers had taken to tearing each other apart. That would make their job a bit easier. Less people to contest with. Scout was still alive, managed to kill one of the bigger names out there. She surprised herself with just how much she had paid attention in the past few days, enough to have a good sense of what was going on.

Some idiot got shot by his own best friend. Kissy wouldn't turn out like that, right? She wouldn't hurt a fly, and in the event that something did go wrong, Lili held all the cards.

The other Lily had killed. She'd taken to travelling with some other girl, Isabella-something. Killed her own cousin? Dramatic. Lili shook her head at that one.

Her head kept shaking. She opened one of her bags and pulled out some more bread to chew on.

The sound of her teeth tearing through her breakfast was enough to dull the question song spinning into infinity in her head.
~~~~~ Creativity's Burning Pyre ~~~~~

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Clarice. Bart. Those were the names. Right, Kissy had probably said something to that effect on the walk over. Lili nodded in agreement, pleased that at the very least Kissy's friends were still alive and kicking.

"They're probably doing just fine," she said. There was nothing that told her that they were fine, and Kissy looked happy enough just to not hear their names without Lili's input, but she felt a pull towards those five words for a reason she couldn't quite explain. She thought back to how it felt to hold her friend and be there to comfort her. It was quite possibly the nicest thing she had felt during her stay in Spiderland. Come to think of it, her time with Kissy had been the best out of any time she'd spent with any of her other friends. She could really see them getting along in the future, given that they lasted long enough-

"Hey."

Lili's head turned so fast she could hear the satisfying snap of her crackling joints through her inner ear.

"Been a while."

It was Ben. No, not the Ben she'd seen earlier and left behind, but the other Ben, the one she'd woken up wondering about on her first day. He was here, right in front of her, standing in the door looking pale and skinnier than she remembered but he was alive and that was all that really mattered. Lili smiled brightly and sat up straighter, leaning away from Kissy so that she could get a better look at his face, the distance between the two of them being just enough to make his eyes and more fine features blurry to her hindered sight.

"Too fuckin' long, man!"

She'd put a hand on the floor to push off of, to get herself standing, but was interrupted when yet another familiar face looked into the room. Penelope, a girl around her age. Yet another friendly face. If Lili didn't know better, she'd have her suspicions that she was hallucinating the whole thing. Two of her friends showing up when she had barely seen half that amount in the past few days? Just too big of a coincidence. But Penelope addressed Kissy too. With a hard 'Z' sound. Was it Kizzy, then? It made a little more sense than Kissy, simply because it sounded a little bit more like a name, but it was still a bit out there. A bit far.

The actual girl Kizzy had actually gotten a bit far, too, by way of Lili unconsciously moving away in excitement. Noticing the small gap she put between the two of them, she scooted back over to her, getting just a little too close - their shoulders were touching.

Lili opened her mouth to come up with some kind of playful comeback to Penelope's little jab, but came up empty.

"Breathing," she eventually said, "And happily, too."
~~~~~ Creativity's Burning Pyre ~~~~~

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Lili turned her eyes toward the newest voice in the room. Raina, from the warehouse. But hadn't she been with Johnny? How'd she end up with Ben and Pen, anyhow? Ben inquired after the fire -he'd seen it from afar - a line of pursuit dovetailing nicely with Raina's inquiry. She'd answer them both in one fell swoop, she decided, and explain just what it was they had been doing earlier.

"I found my stuff, still at the library," Lili explained, "Darius hadn't gotten to it, but Kizzy and two of her friends were standing guard over the place. They let me get my stuff - welcomed me in, actually - but soon after a fire started in the front of the library. No clue how it happened, since I was with Kizzy away from the door, but we made it out okay. The other two did too, we didn't hear their names earlier. They must be fine."

Clarice. Bart. She'd leave it to Kizzy if she wanted to say those names.

"They were trying to do something cool, too," Lili added, "Y'know, make a little safe haven here, round up all the good people, like us, and just...stop participating."

A pause. A beat of silence louder than the crashing of waves on the shore.

"...I'm all for that, personally."
~~~~~ Creativity's Burning Pyre ~~~~~

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Lili was surprised that Penelope had been following a similar line of thinking. Not particularly because of the thought and who it was coming from, but from the circumstance alone. She mentioned escape, which reminded Lili of Darius. Which reminded her of wasted time. That managed to kill her enthusiasm a little bit, enough to be appropriately apologetic about Raina losing Johnny. Kizzy and Penelope talked about more of the plans, and Lili sat and nodded along. She was liking where this was going. Then, at some point, Ben pointed to Kizzy's gun, and Lili felt a bit quieter again.

"I mean, hopefully we never need to shoot it," Lili said optimistically.

It went without saying. Not only would it probably result in someone getting hurt if they had to shoot the gun, but it would also be very loud. People would hear the noise, and stay away from their safe space, or even worse, the wrong people would come over to check it out. More people to shoot. Lili didn't want that. She'd had enough of corpses.

She didn't quite feel like she had much else to contribute, so she pulled a bottle of water from her bag and took a few sips. What were Kizzy and Penelope talking about? Locations?

"We could try the bell tower," Lili said, "We'd have a good vantage point, a distress signal if things were going to shit, and we wouldn't have to fight our way out of a building if we were made into a danger zone."

Lili paused and took another sip of water.

"I dunno 'bout posters though."
~~~~~ Creativity's Burning Pyre ~~~~~

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A detour into the asylum sounded fine with her. It was right next to the bell tower, so getting supplies over wouldn't be any trouble at all. The only thing that was an uncertainty as far as the posters went was what to write on them. Lili figured that she'd let everyone else take over that responsibility. To be honest with herself, it just felt good to see no major disagreements among them. Her inner feelings of hope and blind optimism projected onto those around her - it was if the curtains finally matched the drapes.

Was it far to call it optimism? She knew that there would be trouble at the tower. Someone would come along, ruin their big day, and Lili would have to step in and put her foot down. She knew that she might die there, or anywhere really - death was always at the back of her mind. So it wasn't optimism, then. It was more like....

...Apathy. As if the only way to beat Spiderland was to stop caring what it did to you. To let it pick you over and scoop out your insides. It could dissect you at any moment, study you, see exactly what made you tick. The key to enlightenment, so to speak, seemed to be to face all that down and shrug. She thought back to one of the books she had to read last year for school. Something was there, something that fit how she felt quite well. At the very least, she remembered what it was about. Lili vaguely remembered reading in that book about a humanitarian catastrophe of some kind, a firebombing toward the end of World War II. A topic she thought got way too much attention, compared to all the other stuff she'd read about. There was just so much more cool stuff to research, like, say, the Sino-Japanese Wars. Now those were interesting.

As Lili nodded her head up and down, only half-listening to what her friends had to say about their plans, she mulled it all over in her head; did she really just not care, or was there something else bubbling beneath the surface? Could she care enough to find out?

...eh.

Lili poked her cheek with her index finger, lightly stabbing at it with her nail. She couldn't concentrate on any one thought, so she figured she might as well stop trying to.

"What are we waiting for, then?" she asked, putting on a soft and sweet tone of voice, "We could head over now, easily. Unless you guys want to stay here a little while, which is cool, I guess."
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They weren't as antsy as she was. Go figure. It was all understandable, but less than desirable, especially given how every word they had said about their plans had washed over her salt water does over a smooth beach stone. They all wanted to stay put. Fair, reasonable. That wouldn't keep her leg from pumping, up and down, like a jackhammer. With a start, she put a hand on her thigh before her shaking became too noticeable.

Splitting up, for a little while? That wasn't too bad either. They knew where they were going, where they'd meet.

She'd just keep watch. That's all. Put her restlessness to good use while she was at it. Her eyes darting around the room wouldn't be all too bad if they were darting with a purpose. Crazed movements, jitters, twitches, the quirks and ticks of a recovering addict (if the toll withdrawal had taken on her was any sign) recycled and made good.

"Okay," she said, smiling back at Kizzy, remembering back to the book she'd been struggling to grasp and shrugging as she shifted, toward the side of the nearest wall, that nearest wall being the nearest bed.

So it goes.

[Lili Williams continued in Ready For The House.]
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