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The Waste; Day 9, noon, open
Topic Started: Jun 4 2017, 08:41 PM (310 Views)
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[[Fiyori Senay, continued from Ye Not]]

The implications were troubling.

With the death of Olivia by Fiyori's very own hands, she had become just as Isabel. Once, Fiyori swore death on Isabel Ramirez for killing her dear friends. She had executed her vow successfully, and with a just might. Now, she would have become the target of Enzo and Coleen - and Fiyori would be the rightful target of their weapons.

She was to be hated, and the world was finally whole again.

An inexplicable feeling, but that was how it was. Still, there were a few other things Fiyori had considered briefly but intensely. The irony of the island had of course not escaped her. Here she was, a girl of 18 years - who for all her life had yearned for death and an escape from the world. And here she was, a girl whom had despite all odds survived into the... what

...top thirty? Jeez.

Either way, with killing Olivia she'd become a monster. Shock had formed within her - a sense of regret to it, and combined with her suicidal self, she should've been pierced by Coleen's spear right then and there. And yet when the perfect time for her death appeared, a death which would fulfill her desire and gave her redemption, she rejected it.

The implications weren't so bad, now that Fiyori mulled it over a bit.

Either way, she looked at Keith going on and on a few rows in front of her. She had not noticed him for a while, to be fair, but that was true of him as well. Poor guy looked like he'd fall of his bones if a mouse were to sneeze at him.

So obviously, Fiyori started banging against the wood of the banks.
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Fiyori shifted her own body around a bit, so that in the end she would sit on the rim of a bench with her feet planted on the seats. Her bag had been placed between her legs, which held them tightly.

"A bit of conversation."

As far as whims go, this one was probably not the worst. Fiyori had noticed Keith's grumbling stomach, and couldn't help but grin. Another whim came up.

So she opened her bag, looked for a half-finished bars of her and once she got it, flung it at Keith's head.
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Hm. Fiyori tilted her head, resting it on her palm - and her arm itself resting on the back frame of the bench. She got three words thus far out of him, that was a start at least. And he didn't die of shock like a goddamn rabbit as she flung the bar at him.

Might be worth her while, after all.

"So, how're you doing?"
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"Honestly, I can't believe you're asking me a question like this in this situation."

Fiyori paused, didn't look at Keith and allowed him to parse the statement a bit. A smile on her lips gave her away, but she still couldn't help but mess with him a bit. It was how she felt she should spend her time, and by all that is holy in heaven she would do exactly that.

"Seriously though..." her head slowly turned towards Keith again, her eyes trying to meet his. "I've been trying to find people - and it's getting pretty tough 'cause whenever I find them they end up dead."

In two of three cases, because Fiyori killed them, or took part in their killing, but that was a side point.

"Making me feel very melancholic, you know?"
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Fiyori put her palm to her chin, and looked contemplatively at her own legs, on which her arm was also resting.

"I disagree."

Not by a large margin, to be completely fair. Keith talked about the loss so many of the alive suffered, but that wasn't exactly what Fiyori was talking about. Regardless of that, it would not be unthinkable to think that they are truly monsters out there on the island. People, for whom every corpse is a further step in going home. Or people like Isabel, perhaps more or less subtle in what they are doing.

She noted that Keith has yet to eat the bar. She figured he'd wait until she was gone.

"You know, speaking of it, I was hoping you could help me."

Fiyori started looking around the chapel. The place at which she had planned to rendezvous with Brendan days ago. It had been troublesome to find it at first, but Fiyori had no idea why. It wasn't that difficult to find, though perhaps that was the perfect vision of hindsight speaking. And Fiyori wasn't really acquainted with perfect vision. Or listening to her feelings of hindsight.

That was just always so frustrating.

"Brendan Harte. Blair Moore. Tyler Yazzie.

"These are the three people I am looking for, can you point me to any of them?"

She waited a moment, unsure whether to add what she would ultimately add.

"If you've met them, and can tell me about the condition, that would be fine too."
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She couldn't help it, but she did feel a bit of irritation. There she went out of her way to give this poor dude food and keep him some friendly company, and all she got in return was this rude and dry response.

Fiyori chuckled. For a moment there, she forgot she was a known murderer.

"Well, let's see. Blair got rid of a problem for me and I want to say thanks. Brendan is someone I gotta say sorry to."

She'd have, at some other time, added that he'd have to apologize for killing Bee in anger. But then Fiyori realized that she lost the moral high ground there. Lost it, in the meaning of taking a heartfelt leap of it into the abyss.

Oh well.

"As for Ty... well, simply put, I gotta find him and make sure he'll live."
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That was incredibly unhelpful.

As far as Fiyori was concerned, she was now just as well informed as she was five minutes ago. Ah well, bread and butter by the fishes, or however that one saying went. She shouldn't the one to expect too much here. She'd meet again with Ty and Brendan, Fiyori knew, soon enough, and she wouldn't need to bugger Keith with that.

Fiyori jumped off the bench, dust whirling from the ground as it was hit by her feet. She stabilized herself a bit, shifted around her weight a bit until she found a comfortable position. A look around the chapel.

"You're not really good at this conversation thing."

She turned around, to the exit, and with small but steady steps she went away. But not before she would turn around once more and look at Keith.

"Well then, farewell. I hope your last days won't be too bad."

[[Fiyori Senay, continued elsewhere]]
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