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Topic Started: Jul 11 2017, 12:14 PM (291 Views)
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Brendan had been a handsome boy. He was Fiyori's friend, and as a friend without any strings attached she saw him as that. Still, he had been handsome and Fiyori could not deny that slight sliver of sexual attraction.

No, she did not look at that body. Didn't feel like it.

For her, he'd always remain handsome. For her, he'd never be that smelling mess of organs.

"Yes." Fiyori replied.

She opened it, and looked at it's contents. A bit of food, or what the terrorists called food. A bit of water. A bit of ... A gun. Not a bit, the whole weapon.

Fiyori nodded, not realising Alba might not have seen that.
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"Well there's Kimiko."

Fiyori's eyes lingered on the bag in front of her a bit longer. The water was useful. So was the food, and so were the medical supplies. She had no need for Brendan's gun. Alba had a firearm already, Fiyori had two as well. She did not know about Alba, but seeing Brendan's gun and knowing it was his was somewhat sickening.

Strange, but strange is the world.

Fiyori raised to her feet and turned to Alba.

"Then, I thought I tried surviving until the end, and then..." She thought of how she should end the sentence. She discarded the first concept, but quickly came up with another question. "Well, throwing the question right back at ya."
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"You want to survive, I want to survive - but only one can." Fiyori shrugged. "Draw the conclusion."

As a matter of fact, Fiyori felt no desire to kill Alba. No desire to even harm her. Even if the only edge between survival and death had been Alba, Fiyori was yet unsure as to whether she could get rid of her.

Secretly, she hoped someone else would solve that problem.

That was one of those things, where Alba would've probably said or thought that this shouldn't be, but should is not a word that works on the island. Truly, it did not work anywhere but it became most apparent on the island.

"...to be fair with you, I hope someone else kills you. I like you too much."

Fiyori shrugged again.
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Fiyori traced Alba walking to the wall and leaning against it. As she made her solemn comment, Fiyori nodded, and did the same. She walked towards the other side of the doorway, and leaned against that part of the wall. Then, she turned her head towards Alba, her arms crossed.

"Not with that attitude."

She smiled a bit. Not 'cause it was a particular funny or insightful comment. No, it was fairly hypocritical. After all, who was the one who wanted to die all the time and ended up living with that attitude, at least so far? Yea, kinda weird. But still...

What the hell was Fiyori supposed to say?

"Since I can remember, I really wanted to die." She continued bluntly. "At least, my plans were to jump myself off - dunno - Hoover Dam or something after graduation." Fiyori shrugged once again. Then, after a split second of silence she broke out in laughter. "Guess I ain't ever doing that either, eh?"

After her spirits died down a bit again, Fiyori tried her best to conclude her hazy point.

"If you turn seventeen or not... well, not really in your power if you think about it. But I have a feeling we'll know tomorrow evening."
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"Hm? Oh well, I haven't counted, but I think we should be less then twenty students left by now."

That fact - or assumed fact - appeared way harsher now that she spoke it out aloud. Fiyori begun massaging her temples.

"It's just a feeling I got so don't quote me on it but I feel this will all be over by tomorrow."

Did that seem realistic? Now, Fiyori didn't particularly care. But given that she had already talked about it, she felt it should be.

There were like, what, 100 students on the trip. Every day, eight or nine of them died. Given the announcements today, they were on day ten. In other words, eighty to ninety students died, leaving ten to twenty alive.

She'd have appreciated some help from the ominous voice at this point.

Still, if she wasn't catastrophically wrong, nine-ish will day again that day, and on the other day... well, then it would have whittled down to one.

Yea, just about right?
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Fiyori looked at Alba, bit her lips a bit and nodded. It was a fine measure indeed. Make it to tomorrow night. Just as Fiyori so often said to herself 'make it to the next weekend' when school got too annoying.

So how would they make it to tomorrow night?

Well, for one this could've been taken as asking for tactics. For some sort of survival strategy Fiyori'd propose and Alba improved and then they both (successfully, maybe?) executed.

Of course, there was something else she'd rather do but alas...

"Copious amounts of alcohol, but the pub's closed as it seems. Would've been nice to hammer ourself and play a few drinking games."

She did not mention that the last time she drank something from the pub's reservoir she got so pissed at Olivia that she shot her.

Though maybe that was exactly what she would have needed.

"In lieu of that, maybe it's time to get some battle plans ready?"
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Well, that was surprising. Why it surprised Fiyori was surprising in itself but oh well, oh well. To think that Alba had never gotten the opportunity to enjoy the blurry haze of being drunk. That light-headed feeling, the confidence in oneself, and the loss of one's fine motor skills. Truly the grandest feelings in the world. More reason to fetch Alba and get her to the pub, but there was the problem with the danger zone again.

Fiyori rubbed her chin.

"Well, I've got this fancy gun with a scope on it. You know, the one with which I shot Caedyn. And Liv."

Aside from the Raging Bull, she also had another fire arm, but she had yet to use it in any capacity.

"Then there's this weird sci-fi gun, but it looks weird so I haven't worked with it yet. Finally, I kinda have a few lock picks left?"

Fiyori scratched her head. She could have sworn there was a shovel as well, but then she remembered that it was Georgia Lee's. Not worth the trouble picking it up, to be honest.
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"Hm, to be completely honest with you - I'd try to stay inside for the moment. The wind's calmer now, but I don't like how the skies look"

Fiyori looked over to the wall. She would have pretended there was a window for her to look out. There was one, somewhere, where she could do so but that wasn't the particular spot where Fiyori looked at right then.

She knew how the weather was.

"We're kinda unused to it, but I feel like we might be surprised by rain or thunderstorms."
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Fiyori lingered for a few more moments. She watched Alba leave, only to halt for a moment and return her attention to Brendan.

But only for a moment, and then she was gone.

Fiyori chuckled, and set after her. She, too, halted in the frame. But she did not look back.

Tears ran down her cheeks.

[[Fiyori Senay, continued elsewhere]]
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