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Takao; Open, Day 7
Topic Started: Apr 23 2017, 12:32 PM (874 Views)
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((Caedyn Miller Continued From Love Runs Out))

Caedyn was on top of the fucking world. Always had been, always will be.

Sure, some things had gone sideways. She couldn't find wherever Jazzy had slunk off to, and her supplies were starting to run a little low, and she'd had to shoot Jeremy, but was that all really so bad? Jazzy wasn't around to pressure her to explain herself, so maybe some time apart would do them both good. Supplies could be solved just by rolling up on some idiot and taking them. And Jeremy...

Bridgette had wrecked her. No denying that. That whole thing had left her so fucked up and angry and disgusted that she wasn't sure she could do it again. Killing people just wasn't in her...at least until Jeremy taunted her. She wasn't even really trying to kill him, but he was probably gonna die. That was just inescapable. 'cuz people like Jeremy, and Bridgette, and Oskar...well, they were supposed to die. They couldn't handle it here. They could barely handle it back home. It was just the natural order that they'd die. She'd had that thought before, and she was thinking maybe, just maybe, it was the natural order that she kill them. That made sense, right? Of course it did. Nobody could blame her for that. It totally tracked.

After all, wasn't the Cassowary an apex predator? And that like, meant it could kill whatever? Yeah. That all seemed right. She'd read that somewhere, probably on one of the nerdier blogs she followed. Or somebody DMing to try and impress her. That had to be it.

Because Caedyn was on top of the fucking world. Always had been, always will be.

She hummed idly to herself as she made her way through the hall. Her gun tapped along her leg while she walked as a constant reminder of how dangerous she was, how in charge she should feel. Who'd so much as taken a shot at her? Who hadn't she been able to out-talk, out-shoot, or out-run since the second she woke up here? The door to the storage closet flew open to reveal her standing there without a thought towards who might be inside or lurking nearby. She could take them. She could take all of them. Caedyn squinted into the room from the door, trying to make out the shapes past the shelves. It was a, big place. Trying to pick through here for anything useful was gonna take awhile.
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"FUCK!"

Her leg was burning and bleeding and screaming and fuck fuck fuck who why where how FUCK

She couldn't die here oh god she can't die here she had way to much to do but someone's shooting and and and

A hand pressed to her leg. Screaming and crying and blind shots back through the doorway . Ears ringing. Bright flashes.

Caedyn was too panicked to think there in the middle of dark closet. Couldn't see. Couldn't breathe. Just rasping, shaking, firing until her arm felt like it was going to fall off and the bullets in her gun were spent. She still didn't stop, though. She just kept squeezing the trigger to the pounding of her pulse in her ears.
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The first thing to drag her to her senses wasn't her pain, but the bright flash in her face and the presence of somebody around her. Something cold was pressed to the back of her head too. Everything else had drowned that feeling out but now it was all she could focus on.

She was going to die.

Someone was going to shoot her in the back of the head and she'd never even know who it was. Probably some idiot who just got lucky, she could have had them without the gunshots in the hall. Of course she could have. It had to be some kind of trap. A team catching her in their fucked up conspiracy. That was the only explanation, right? Because this wasn't how this worked. It wasn't fair. It wasn't fucking fair.

The worst part is that she could feel her body shaking. Tears were forming in her eyes as she just waited for them to pull the trigger. Everybody was watching and seeing her like this, hundreds on thousands on millions of eyeballs glued to the screen watching it all end for her and she couldn't even put on a brave face. She was too scared to breathe, let alone fight.

Oh god. She was going to vomit again, she could feel it. Please, not here, not now, not with everybody watching, not in her last moments. If there was any justice in the world she would die first.

But that was out of her hands. All she could do was shiver and wait for the click before it's all over.
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She was so shocked when the click finally came that the word before it didn't register until it was too late. The shape in the doorway was alien through her tears. Its voice was unrecognizable under the pounding of her pulse. But when that trigger finally pulled by her head, she felt relief like never before wash over her.

For just a moment she was still alive.

In a moment more her tears cleared enough to see, and she wished she wasn't.
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Kimiko was just standing there. The fucking murderer was just standing there shocked, and if Caedyn's gun was loaded she could shoot her too. If she was thinking more clearly reloading might have been an option, or whacking her in the back of the head, or any plan of action to put this psycho out of commission.

That wasn't on the table right now though. Caedyn was off the ground running before the thought could even fully form. She shoved Kimiko out of the way as she ran with her eyes locked on Jasmine's slumped form.

It all came in blinks. Kimiko falling away, Jazzy getting closer, her body in her arms, the blood spilling over her arms that was so hot, too hot, that had to be good right, that had to mean she was still alive? "J-Jazzy," she croaked out and brought her in tighter. "It's okay little bird, it's okay, w-we're gonna..." What? Caedyn didn't know anything about first aid, let alone how to handle a fucking bullet wound. But maybe it was just worse than it looked. Any second now Jazzy would perk up a little and give her a hug and it would turn out she was just being dramatic. Jasmine couldn't die here.

She loved her. Yet she couldn't say anything more.
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Stupid. Stupid stupid fucking stupid. Jazzy should have run away. There was nothing she was gonna accomplish here and Caedyn had thrown it all on the line for her before. It would have been okay.

That was a lie. It wouldn't have been okay. If Jasmine had left her Caedyn would have spent every last one of her last conscious moments screaming every terrible thing she could think of about her. But she forced that out of her mind along with any other doubt she might have had about Jasmine, because the truth didn't matter.

Caedyn loved her.

She was dying.

Fingers came down to stroke her hair as Caedyn caught the fading light in her eyes. "No, honey. You were perfect. You were always perfect..."

The truth didn't matter.
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Nobody Caedyn cared about had ever died before. Sure, some distant relatives, a grandmother when she was young, friends here on the island, but as callous as it was she couldn't pretend she cared about any of those people. She hadn't lost a moment of sleep over them, or thought about any of them unless someone else made her. The list of people Caedyn honestly cared about suddenly felt terrifyingly small.

No, that wasn't quite right. It wasn't small. It was empty. Jazzy was it. Despite all her fear and selfishness there was one person here that she never, ever would have intentionally hurt, and she was gone. Nobody else mattered.

A more reasonable mind might have questioned these conclusions. Perhaps considered that her emotions might be reading more into their relationship than ever existed in reality, and that she shouldn't make any rash decisions in her current state. It might have taken time to mourn, or said a few words for Jasmine and her parents, or at least been cautious as she moved on.

Caedyn and reason rarely intersected. With tears streaming down her scowling face she shouldered her bag, gripped her gun and Jazzy's sword until her knuckles went white, and stalked out of the room.

The Cassowary was going to hunt.

((Caedyn Miller Continued In IT'S NOT A PERSON WHO DIES, BUT WORLDS DIE INSIDE US ))
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