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The Waste; Day 9, noon, open
Topic Started: Jun 4 2017, 08:41 PM (311 Views)
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(Keith Bauer continued from Topic Title)

Keith sat on one of the benches and to his surprise it held. Alice hadn't been that lucky when he'd come across her the last time he'd been here. And Alice was still alive, along with Sandra. Ty was too, as far as he knew. Although Ty must have wised up like Alice and Sandra and taken off on him.

It made sense on some level. When it came to surviving murderous classmates he probably wasn't anyone's go to guy. He wasn't all that strong. He wasn't armed. Heck he wasn't even that good of a conversationalist to pass the time with. He hadn't seen anyone for the past day though, and he was unsure if that was a good thing or not. On the one hand if he met no one, no one could kill him. On the other, his rough sleep schedule had gotten even worse when he realized that if he slept anyone could come by and slit his throat.

His eyes felt heavy behind his glasses.

He leaned over slightly as the familiar gnawing ache in his stomach turned sharp.

He waited a few minutes. Sometimes it faded, but this time it got worse and worse.

Keith's hands trembled.

With speed that surprised him, he unzipped his bag and grabbed the half a ration bar he had left. It was the only food he hadn't eaten. Before he could even think about trying to save it longer it had made its way past his lips and into his waiting stomach.

His hands gripped the bench underneath him. His stomach grumbled. It wasn't enough.

He breathed faster and tried not to think about how it wasn't enough. He wrapped his arms around each other protectively. He could feel goosebumps from the chill underneath the dirt and grime that had accumulated.

It wasn't enough to distract him. His teeth started to chatter, with his fillings making a light clicking noise.

It was the most nervous he'd been in his life.
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A quick outburst of the word fuck and leaping to his feet was Keith's immediate reaction to the banging behind him.

Fiyori Senay was sitting a few rows back. Fucking sneak. Wait. He remembered the most recent announcement somewhat. Fucking murderer was more like it. Although Keith couldn't remember who she had killed. It probably would be a poor idea to point that out, but Keith wasn't sure. Fiyori wasn't someone he knew, and at this point he didn't really care to.

His legs felt sore, he realized.

"What," he started.

His head felt hazy, and putting any words together felt like an intense effort.

"What do you want?"

His stomach rumbled, to punctuate the question.
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Conversation wasn't the answer he expected from a killer.

Then again, neither was her throwing a meal bar at him. His left hand went up to catch it, but he wasn't quick enough. It bounced off his fingers to the bench in front of him.

"I uh, sure."

He was surprised at the answer. When faced with a killer his answer should have been to tell her to go away.

He leaned down and picked up the half a meal bar.

"Thanks."

He'd eat it in a bit, he decided.
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"Uhh..."

How was he doing? In the grand scheme of life he was doing pretty horribly. Getting kidnapped by terrorists and told to kill your classmates was probably pretty up there when it came to worst case scenarios. Within that though, well, okay maybe. He was alive, most importantly, uninjured, but hungry and alone. Maybe that was better than most people. He really didn't know. Keith had avoided meeting most of the remaining students, which might have been for the best.

He still felt horrible though, but he couldn't say that.

"Pretty good, well, for the situation I mean."

He didn't really want to know how Fiyori the murderer was doing, but basic politeness took over.

"How bout yourself?"
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His mouth opened and then closed. She had just asked him the same thing.

But it was a joke of some sort, evidently. Keith didn't like that. Humor had its place, but that kind of humor in this situation just seemed manipulative. Keith preferred to be straightforward and to the point.

But she had lost people. Everyone probably had at this point. Keith was tempted to point out that killing people put others in that same position, but he didn't. It would worsen the situation, and he had no way of knowing if she had any weapons stuffed in her bag. He couldn't remember if the announcement had mentioned a weapon.

He nodded.

"I think everyone's in the same boat," he responded, his voice sounding almost sympathetic.
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Of course she disagreed.

Why he wasn't sure, but it almost seemed like she just wanted to be contrary. Maybe someone had asked her not to kill them and she had immediately decided that was what she just had to do.

That probably wasn't the case. But it gave some sort of explanation, and he didn't have another one.

"Alright."

He kinda doubted he could help her, and he didn't particularly want to, but he would listen.

Oh. Tyler. This was an awkward revelation. Did she want to kill him?

"Why?"

He had no way of knowing what her intentions were, and just because Tyler had up and left on him didn't mean that Keith wanted to send murderers his way.
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The explanations made sense, although she could very easily lie and he had no way to verify if she was or not. He wanted to believe she was sincere. Helping someone with good intentions would be better than being a useless lump, right?

He sighed.

"Haven't seen the first two, sorry."

He wasn't really feeling sorry about it. Besides, why she would apologize to someone who had murdered more than she had was a mystery to him. It's not like you could kill that many people in self-defense.

"Ty, well, Ty ran off a couple days ago." Was it a couple days? Keith was pretty sure it was, but it seemed like all the days were running together at this point. He thought that a week and a half on the island sounded right, but he wasn't entirely sure. Listening to the next announcement to hear if they mentioned it would be a good idea.

"We were in the asylum," he muttered absentmindedly.
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Well.

No, he wasn't particularly good at it. Still, he had to wonder what the point of searching for good conversation in the situation they were in.

He picked the half a meal bar off the floor. His stomach rumbled.

There probably wasn't a point. The vast majority of them were going to die, and having had one conversation or another probably wouldn't make a difference for whoever did live, or to the families they left behind.

He bit into the meal bar.

So Fiyori the murderer could could insult his lack of conversational skills all she wanted, but odds were that both of them were going to be dead within a week.

Besides, he'd given what information he could.

He finished the rest of the meal bar in one ravenous bite. His stomach ached less.

It would have to do for now.

He picked up his mostly empty bag and left the chapel. Even though he'd probably be dead soon, it probably wasn't good to let a known murderer know where he was hiding out.

(Keith Bauer continued in Late to the Party)
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