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Battle Royale; Private, Day 11
Topic Started: Aug 5 2017, 09:18 AM (1,508 Views)
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Fiyori thought the announcements were some good pieces of news. She'd have hazarded a guess that Alba felt different. Because Alba liked to feel different than Fiyori in matters like these, but that was alright. Fiyori was fucking hyped and she didn't need anyone else for that.

They were called 'the elite survivors'. A sarcastic remark, to be sure, but it meant something important. It meant that Fiyori was really right about her assumption. This was the last stretch of the game. No, this was the last day of the game. Come sunset, there would be only student standing and that was the greatest thing Fiyori ever looked for.

The anticipation was killing her almost as good as any bullet did. She'd have never thought that this painful pounding of her own heart could be so pleasant at the same time.

Either way, the even better news was that every area outside the asylum was off-limits. That was good. No, that was great. In fact, the greatest. Now it was only a matter of hours, and then Fiyori would finally find that mute cunt and that goth loser and kill them dead.

She was getting jittery.

[Fiyori Senay, continued from Family Reunion]

Alba has asked Fiyori whether anyone could have hidden somewhere in the cafeteria. Now, Fiyori was the resident expert on this room. It was her who spend the most time here among the tables and benches, even if she wasn't able to see shit most of the time.

Fiyori grasped the edge of one table to stabilize herself. She lowered her high head - pain flaring up in her side as she crouched down - and looked under the tables themselves. Among all the rows, she couldn't find a single person hiding. Her glasses were sliding off. Fiyori readjusted them before they fell.

"Nope, not here. Maybe look if someone's in the kitchen."
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Fiyori felt there was a great opportunity for a joke passing by. Some kind of word play about 'covers'. Honestly, had she been blessed by a blanket or something she could've made the joke practical. She could've thrown the blanket at Alba and then she'd been 'provided cover'.

And that could've been hilarious.

Well, maybe not. Alba probably would not have been that amused. Just very irritated, or confused. And that wouldn't be a joke anymore, but an awkward moment.

Anyway...

"You know, that reminds me..."

Fiyori trailed off. She drummed her fingers against the tables. She slid her palm over the etched-in names, but didn't pay them any further attention.

Then, she caught up to Alba and leaned against the frame of the threshold.

The kitchen was the place where Georgia Lee and Fiyori had pissed in. Now, all of a sudden, Fiyori started wondering if some of it was still there. She could've sworn she prepared a pan full of her piss for a certain surprise but, well, she might have started switching memories up.

"Nevermind."
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It was a strange sensation. Fiyori had spend a few days at the cafeteria. For the most part of it, it only remained a blur. She didn't have her glasses, and as such she couldn't make out the details of the room she inhabited. Even when she regained her glasses, Fiyori just got angry and bolted. Seeing the cafeteria and the kitchen, now with glasses and a relatively calm mind was really amazing.

She felt so nostalgic, and yet it is as if a new world opened.

She enjoyed this feeling. She could have used more of it.

"Hm, well. To be honest I've got no fucking clues. There are some names on the tip of my tongue but I just can't get to them."

Fiyori shrugged, and gazed at the cupboards. They screamed at her, cried for her to dance with them. That was all in Fiyori's mind, of course, because cupboards do not dance. She chuckled, and rejected their advances.

"Who knows, maybe that's it. Maybe we... four... I mean, five people are all that's left now."
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"Ty."

It did not come out of nowhere. Yet the speed with which she just said it surprised Fiyori herself. She had thought she would have answered differently. If not with a different name, but in the way she came up with it. More considerate, more thoughtful. But now she just blurted his name and it felt completely natural.

Fiyori looked at Alba. She chewed on her lips, and let the silence fill the room for a moment. It was almost as if she pretended to come up with a reason.

She did have one, though. There were few things where she had reasons at all. Fewer where she had good ones. But she knew with certainty that Ty should had been among the living.

It was the only 'should' she demanded of the world. And as with everything else, the world did not answer because the world did not actually exist.

"...do... I mean, do you have someone?"
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So, that was it then. Brendan had wanted to find Ty. Make amends to him for killing Bee in anger. Truth be told, when Fiyori learned that it wasn't a mere accident, but manslaughter that Brendan committed, she might have had reacted more severely than was usual or proper. Just a tiny bit.

Hearing that this was what drove Brendan was relieving. It did not feel like a stone falling from her heart, but knowing it made things 'feel' right once again. If only for that one particular detail.

Still, she doubted Ty would have felt the same. Not that it mattered anymore.

Then, Alba mentioned that Brendan had expressed his love for her, and that she messed it up.

"What," Fiyori asked, her voice cracking all of a sudden. "You friend-zoned him?"
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"Jeez, you are terrible."

Fiyori had remained a deadpan expression for a second or so. But then she cracked a little smile and playfully punched Alba on the arm.

Really, poor Brendan confessed his love and got denied. Worse, he got fucking shot right after. It was so silly and tragic it got funny again.

"Well, you know what they say: hindsight is 20/20."

Supposedly, the perfect moment - or the best moment available - for clearing up any feelings would be the current moment. Fiyori would have liked to add something about that but she couldn't think of anything.
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Fiyori took hold of a strand of hair dangling in front of her face. She bit her lips. There was some trouble in finding a good answer to that question. It seemed harmless and light-mooded, but the context was still terrible.

Fiyori did not really love people romantically. Maybe she did, and didn't notice but that was semantics. She had really liked Danny. She liked Aiden. She liked Ty, too, even if not in the 'like' like sense of the word. There were too many people she appreciated. And the most of them were gone. There were so many she longed for as well, and those were gone as well.

Then again, she did find an answer.

"You know, I always fancied Caedyn. You know how that ended."
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If we get to go home. That choice of words was uncomfortable. Fiyori bit her lips, preventing herself from commenting. Was Alba this naive? Did she really believe in a future where the two of them would live? Or was she just being polite, using a phrase like this to not step on any toes?

Fiyori didn't know. Especially not with someone as Alba.

She simply nodded, then.

Then they turned around and walked back into the cafeteria. Her eyes mustered the tables and walls and benches for one last time. But when she raised her head, she saw they had a new visitor, and Fiyori halted.
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Was there anything Fiyori could have said? Something she felt the urge to throw at Kimiko? Maybe there was, but it would be pointless either way. After all, Kimiko wasn't able to talk. As such, she wouldn't be able to hear either.

The silence between the three of them died abruptly.

Alba told Fiyori to run. She nodded, instinctively moving forward. Passing Kimiko. But no, that was dumb. Very dumb. If she did that she was gonna be hit for sure. Fiyori stopped herself, and turned around.

The was backwards was the way forwards. Kinda. She didn't know. The noise made it difficult to think.

Fiyori sprinted back towards the kitchen. That felt right. There would be cover, she could make use of that. Fiyori crouched down and peeked from around the corner. Her gun was raised. So much sweat, so much sweat on her palms. Her heart felt like exploding and jumping and dancing all across her ribcage, tearing itself apart against the ribs.

"Alba, quick!" Fiyori said, her voice strained and drowned out.
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Oh no, that wasn't happening. A bullet whizzed past Fiyori. Someone took a shot at her, and that was enough. She stopped in her tracks and turned around again.

There was Kimiko going down. Not 'cause she was dead, unfortunately. Just got herself some cover. However, she also saw someone else. Min-Jae, his most fuck-faced of all goths, took the potshot at Fiyori and had the audacity to retreat out of the door again.

Fiyori's eyes and her aim darted between the two. She pulled the trigger, but to no avail. Her indecision led to the bullets hitting the wall only. A stray struck a painting. Alas, the pieces did not fly to hit Kimiko in the head.

However, things were still heated. Kimiko was firing on her own, and Min-Jae was sure to strike again. Fiyori kept the gun pointed at the empty air of the open door, but stepped backwards.

"Show your cunt-face, Min-Jae." Fiyori screeched. "I wanna shoot it!"

But no, for that moment, retreat was the call of the hour. Fiyori slipped into the kitchen, hiding just behind a corner. Close enough to attack. Close enough to turn their fucking bodies to minced meat.
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Oh, that wasn't good at all. With Fiyori now being behind cover, Jae and Kimiko had taken to focusing their shots at Alba. Fiyori's eyes widened with shock as Alba was hit and went down.

Wasn't it what Fiyori wanted, though? Was it not that she wished for someone else to kill Alba so Fiyori would not have to? And wasn't this one moment the one moment with the most chance of that happening?

And yet Fiyori moved. Yes, even though Alba could die here, and remove that emotional burden with it, Fiyori felt different. In that one moment, Fiyori had wanted nothing more to move, and make sure Alba would life. Somehow, anyhow.

She took shots at the table where she still presumed Kimiko to be. With the other hand, she grasped at Alba's shoulder. Even though this might've hurt like a bitch, Fiyori had to drag her further into the kitchen.
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Fiyori felt a sharp sting rising on her side. She knew it was the wound that Caedyn inflicted, which was now acting up with all the action going on. Honestly though, it felt like Alba took out a dagger and stabbed Fiyori. A dagger of words, of course, but it was potent one way or the other.

For a moment, Fiyori even had trouble truly realizing what Alba just said. Perhaps it was the ringing of Fiyori's ears that made it difficult to understand, Fiyori thought. Perhaps it was just the general confusion of the moment. A slip of the tongue that possessed no coherence, and would not have any further meaning behind it.

Fiyori could only muster Alba with dazzled look, but then it truly hit her.

So this was the extend of Alba's sentiments. Really, that was actually so very much beautiful. Fiyori reached her hand around Alba - attempting somewhat of a hug, and it must have been a truly funny scene.

Then she let go of Alba, and went for the window she had suggested. The idea that she would once again step closer to life because she jumped out of a window was, plainly spoken, funny as hell. But for now, Fiyori had no time for laughter, for a smile, for a grin or for anything like a chuckle.

As she was stepping unto the threshold of the window, she looked back on last time. Fiyori nodded.

"Will do."

Then she jumped.
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And again, a window had been her escape. There was something poetic about it. Back then, with the threat of Coleen in Fiyori's mind she jumped from the upper floor and she was fine. Now, even worse threats have come and she jumped from the window and she was definitely fine now.

Fiyori felt injured. Mentally, but also physically. Maybe the difference was in the landing strategy. Like how cats fared better if you threw them from a higher position 'cause then they'd manage to move correctly. Maybe it was something to do with the injuries she had sustained.

It definitely wasn't a matter of fatigue. No, in fact, of all the days she had spend on this island, this day had been the most glorious and the most intense one yet. The sheer lust to murder her enemies was still strong in Fiyori. But gravity was what it was, and as forces of the universe were unable to care, gravity could not care about Fiyori's heroic spirit.

She adjusted her glasses, and moved to the side of the window a bit. Fiyori would need a short moment to recollect and then -



"...amazing."



Those were the only words that she dared to use. Anything else, and it would had been an insult to Alba's explosive legacy.
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Fiyori slumped against the wall. The wooden planks felt hard against her back, and there was something odd Fiyori just sat on.

She lifted her bottom a bit, to pull out an iron bar - or something like an iron stick - from below. She eyed it somewhat carefully, from different angles, even if there wasn't much of interest here. Her eyes darted over the ground, and then she found more of those iron bars scattered in the grass. Some of them in a greater state of disrepair then the others. Fiyori supposed those were meant to be placed in front of the window. Good thing they fell of, then? Would have made things more inconvenient if they were still attached.

Now, she finally allowed herself to chuckle.

But then, she did not stop. Her pitch became higher, her voice grew louder and her body started hurting in all these places where laughter tended to hurt.

She closed her eyes. Tears were welling up. But those were truly signs of her happiness. She would live once again.

Fiyori rose to her feet again, moved a few steps away from the wall and then turned to face it. She couldn't hear anything so she - BEEP ...Right. The asylum exterior was off-limits. She had almost forgotten it. Fiyori scratched her neck, and gave her collar a gentle patting with the fingers. The sound it made was actually new to Fiyori, so to hear it now and this circumstances was - BEEP

Her laughter stopped and she growled. She'd have said 'I am already going' to the nearest camera, but she didn't find any on the first glance.

Fiyori unstrapped her bag, and threw it in first. Then she ran up to the window and jumped unto the ledge. The wound in her side was flaring up in pain as she pulled herself over it, and Fiyori made a most inelegant landing into the room itself. She looked for the bag she just threw in but instead saw Alba and Kimiko - with an approving nod - and then Min-jae, who was still breathing about.

Well, that should be easy to fix anyway.

She went up to him, carefully avoiding to step on Alba's mangled corpse and coincidentally stamped on Kimiko's instead. Fiyori sat down next to him, and waited for him to come to his senses.
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Ah, nothing better than the smell of your friend's burnt flesh keeping you company. That, and a dead foe at your feet and her stubborn ally at your mercy.

"You're not dead, you idiot."
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