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Post by Skynet on Jun 1, 2009 19:02:26 GMT -5
Jill was more conscious than she let on. The fear that she was going to change was over... hadn't it been over an hour now? And that was the biggest relief of all. So she let the Beretta slip slowly from her fingers, allowing herself to relax and survey the group around her. Jill snickered inwardly at Tanjuu's discomfort at having to tend to Gray. Men were such homophobes. What she wouldn't give to be a fly on that wall, watching the two men...
Donny, from his vantage point on Luke's hip looked her way, and she quickly snapped her eyes shut. If she was going to be treated by Luke, she intended to make the most of it. The man was utterly delicious, and it was no worse then the time she faked drowning so that the hot lifeguard would give her CPR. Oh, those were the days...
Suddenly, Jill sombered up. She missed her best friend Mags, who was the crazy one, the daring one, the one who came up with the kiss-the-lifeguard scheme in the first place. Jill was the practical one. But so far it hadn't helped much. She sighed, halfway wishing it would just all be over.
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Post by Shiro on Jun 2, 2009 1:53:07 GMT -5
Gray opened his eyes partially and groaned at Tanjuu. Luke watched them go, satisfied with his leadership skills. He smiled down at Donovan and ruffled his hair before walking toward Jill, "Howzabout we check out your mom?" He set the boy down gently next to his mother before kneeling next to her and taking her into his arms. He examined the crude bandages around her neck and grimaced, "There's an infection waiting to happen." He lifted her and followed Tanjuu toward the bathroom. Much to his surprise there were two, one labeled "Men" and the other "Women". He ducked into the one marked "Women" and was pleasantly surprised to see that there were three stalls. He set Jill down, propped up against the wall before turning and taking a few paper towels from the San-Jamnar Vision Twin above her head. He wet some and then put a little soap on the others. He set these aside and washed his hands with the hottest water he could stnad and plenty of soap before he took the towels and turned and knelt next to her again. He removed the bandages slowly and looked at her wound. Doesn't look too bad. He took the wet paper towels and squeezed a small trickle of water into her wound before wiping at it gently with the soapy towels. He washed her neck, holding her hair up to get the back of it. He washed her face and shoulders and arms-- even her underarms before tracing back over his steps with the wet paper towels again. He retraced one more time to make sure she was completely rinsed. He smiled gently and stood, his knees popping, before cupping his hands and gathering a little water in them. He trickled this into her wound, making sure that it was completely flushed out. Once he was through he pulled a few more towels and pat her dry. Then he pressed them to the wound. He pulled them away and looked at them, "Not much blood..." He folded the towels into fourths and placed them against the wound before producing a roll of duct tape from the pocket of his hoodie and taping them in place.
"There..." he smiled.
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Post by Skynet on Jun 3, 2009 19:33:01 GMT -5
Donovan idly followed Luke to the restroom, tracing his finger along the wall as he walked. He watched with a bit of trepidation as Luke opened the door marked “Women” instead of the one that said “Men”. “Bah,” grunted Donny and made a fist at Luke and the door. But he figured his mom was a woman and she took precedence since she was wounded. After a moment he gathered up what he liked to think of as the tattered shreds of his dignity and crossed the threshold into the ladies' room. He crossed his fingers behind his back as a sort of warding against any estrogen he might pick up in there.
Inside, Donny waited in the next stall while Luke did his thing. He unwound a long strand of toilet paper and ripped it to confetti. Then he did a couple jumping jacks. This was boring. What did Luke need him for anyways? The man was doing just fine on his own. Donny clambered onto the toilet seat and poked his head over the barrier to see what was going on.
Whoa Nelly! Luke was dabbing off Jill's wounds with a sort of gentle tenderness that reminded him way too much of his dad. Then he lifted Jill's arm so that her shirt sort of rode up...
Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck. Donny ducked back behind the wall, scowling. Donny had only ever had one dad and he damn well planned on keeping it that way. No one touched his mom like that! Donovan Rodrigues could be a mean sonuvabitch and from here on out he would do everything in his power to keep his mom away from that dirty asshole Swede.
[[oh more drama...]]
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Post by Tanjuu on Jun 3, 2009 19:47:53 GMT -5
Tanjuu meanwhile was just finishing up on his cleaning, much to his everlasting chagrin. At the very beginning of it, he made sure it was perfectly clear that the instant Gray may begin to enjoy it, he was leaving him there.
Placing the dirtied and useless bandages in the sink and firmly scrubbing his hands clean, he once more cursed the swede for getting to clean down Ms Gillian.
Fucking lucky son of a male prostitute gets all the breaks.
Drying his hands on a strip of toilet paper, Tanjuu glanced over his shoulder at Gray, who's wounds were now properly dressed (At least, to the best of his abilities.)
"You holding out ok back there?
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Post by Shiro on Jun 4, 2009 2:07:00 GMT -5
After resting, cooling off and getting cleaned up a little, Gray was felling much better. He struggled to his feet and nodded to the man before walking over to the sink and leaning over it, looking at his face, "Not too bad."
His voice was harsh and rasped with his words. Gray cupped his hands and took a few gulps of the cool water before standing again and looking at Tanjuu, "Thanks a lot, man... for everything, really." He looked down at his dirty bare chest-- the piercings there looked out of place against the grayish dust and blood that he accumulated. His right nipple was torn open from the ring being pulled out when he was bouncing across the concrete. He ran a finger across it gently before taking a few paper towels from the dispenser and wet them before trying to bathe.
"Do you want to wash up? I'll leave and you can go ahead... just come get me when you're done... I'm gonna go see if this place has a vending machine."
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Luke had finished with Jill and had began to pat himself off in the mirror, "Donny, I know you're old enough to do it on your own, but if you need any help, allow me." He smiled at the boy in the mirror before removing his hat and scarf and placing them on top of a hand dryer. He removed his hoodie and hung it on the door. He looked at himself in the mirror for a moment and couldn't help but chuckle, "Ahahaha, I've bulked up..." He pulled his gray t-shirt over his head and set it with his other things and began to wash himself as best he could with paper towels and hand soap.
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Post by Tanjuu on Jun 4, 2009 3:31:05 GMT -5
The instant Gray left the room, Tanjuu ripped off the majority of his suit, leaving on only a white undershirt, a pair of blue stripped boxers and a pair of black socks. Carrying his clothes in a bundle in his arms, he went from cubicle to cubicle and inspected each to find the cleanest. Dirty... Stained... Ugly wet spot... Missing a toilet... Shower... Wait. That one's a shower! And it's in a much more kempt condition than the other cubicles! Hm, appears this must of belonged to the private employer. Heh, he won't mind if I use this. Things may start looking up! Hanging his suit up on the hook of the door, Tanjuu turned on the taps and started to bathe. As time passed, he began to loosen up and sing an old 40's song. ♫Maybe… you’ll think of me… when you are all alone…♫ ♫Maybe, the one who is waiting for you… will prove untrue, then what will you do?...♫ ♫Maybe… you’ll sit and sigh… wishing that I were near… ♫ ♫Then… maybe… you’ll ask me… to come back again…♫ ♫And… maybe… I’ll say, ‘maybe’…♫
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Post by Skynet on Jun 4, 2009 18:20:27 GMT -5
“Screw you,” Donny glared. He half-assedly splashed a couple drops of water on his arms and turned his back on the asshole, stomping toward the door.
“Donovan Adrian Rodrigues, that's not a shower. You wash again or I'll rip off your balls and feed them to the cannibals,” Jill admonished faintly. Well, the words were faint but the conviction behind them was not. Donny knew better than to argue when she used that tone of voice.
Great... so it was starting. Today she was on Luke's side, tomorrow she'd have forgotten all about his dad and be sleeping with the big Swede. Donny jutted out his chin defiantly. He ran his head under the faucet and shook it like a wet dog, deliberately splattering Luke with water droplets, and then he splashed his arms again and left.
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Now that the door was all barricaded, Milena had to use the bathroom. She wandered around the lobby uncertainly for a few minutes. Both restrooms were occupied. So she picked one at random and walked in...
The first thing the girl heard was singing, in a deep but pleasant voice. She could see a giant pair of feet underneath the wall of the last stall. Blushing, she figured it was better to announce herself than to accidentally surprise someone. “Um...hi!” she called. “Do you mind if I use one of these other stalls?” Then she shifted her weight awkwardly from side to side as she awaited an acknowledgment.
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Post by Shiro on Jun 5, 2009 1:24:38 GMT -5
Luke watched and Donovan left and sighed before patting himself off with dry towels and shirking his shirt over his head-- he would leave his hat, scarf, and jacket here for now. He walked over to Miss Jill and picked her up carefully. Once securely in his arms he headed for the exit of the bathroom. He kicked the door open and stepped out, looking for Donovan. When he didn't spot the boy he scoffed and turned to the right, going back toward the lobby. He found a lounge type area and set her on the couch that was there before standing and putting his hands on his hips, "Should I go look for him?"
Gray's ear perked when he heard the water and he grinned, when he got back from the vending machine he would go take a shower-- thank God. He turned down a corridor that circled the building and made his way down it at a lazy pace. He legs felt heavy and his eyelids were having a hard time staying open. He rubbed his face to keep him awake, careful of his wound. He saw a hanger down the hall way with the international symbol for pay phone on it and made his way toward that.
Gray screamed bloody murder when he turned the corner, his screams echoing through the halls of the planetarium and then back to him. He had staggered backward until he hit a wall and fell to his knees, letting out pitiful screams and whimpers, trying to cover his eyes and yet not being able to look away. He let out a final muffled groan of fear before he finally came to cope with what he saw. He stood slowly and walked toward the fly and maggot infested corpse... no skin, just blackened, browning, wilted muscles. The gut was torn open and the entrails spread under the payphone and slightly around the corner. The corpse's shriveled raisin eyes starred up at him vacantly. Gray clapped a hand over his nose and mouth and ran from the pay phone-- no vending machine in there anyway.
Luke looked up when he heard the scream and cupped his hands around his mouth, "Gray!?" When "fine" came in a soft echo back to him he sighed and put a hand to his chest, shaking his head, "Wonder what happened."
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Post by Tanjuu on Jun 5, 2009 1:56:10 GMT -5
Hearing the voice on the other side of the door, Tanjuu's singing abruptly stopped. Embarrassment became an evident feeling, he tried to keep his composure as he responded to the woman's queory.
"Y-yeah sure. Knock yourself out."
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Post by Skynet on Jun 5, 2009 21:05:03 GMT -5
Her face still warm, Milena squatted over the toilet in the first stall. She felt like she should say something else to the man, but her mind was absolutely, utterly blank. “So...you got a girlfriend?” she blurted and then immediately felt like a total idiot. She finished quickly and started washing her hands so that she could make a rapid escape.
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In the meantime, Donovan was following Gray, wondering if he could maybe enlist the young man in his battle against the Swede. He stayed in the shadows, waiting for just the right moment. Then Gray stumbled across the corpse. “Ewww,” hissed Donny. “Those fuckers.” Then: “Good God, Gray, you scream like a girl!” Apparently Gray didn't hear Donny's comment...he ran away pretty damn quick for an injured person.
Donny was not so squeamish, however. He prodded the body with a toe and wrinkled his nose when his shoe made a 'squishing' noise. Still, people were people, and he mumbled a brief prayer for whoever the body used to be. Then with a lot of effort, he rolled the corpse over and delicately extracted a wallet from the back pocket.
Retreating to a safe distance, the boy then opened the wallet and searched for ID. He pulled out a string of condoms still in their wrappers. Ew again. And that's when he saw it. The name on the ID was a familiar one...
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Post by Shiro on Jun 6, 2009 21:54:51 GMT -5
Gray turned and put his hands on his hips, watching the boy, "Eh god, you touched him!" He backed up a little and waivered before turning and puking into a plant. He looked back up when he was finished and wiped his mouth, "Now I really need to find a vending machine..." He groaned and turned, continuing down the hallway.
Gray remembered back to when he and his brother had first gone into the city, they had passed thousands of dead, rotting corpses and he had hidden behind Gavin. Now he puked no because the rotting corpse had grossed him out but because it was another reminder that Gavin would never come back... he had shot him and watched his brother die.
Gray wiped a tear away stubbornly as he walked and pulled his bat to his chest to hug it the same was he used to hug Gavin's arm, "I love you..."
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Post by Skynet on Jun 8, 2009 18:45:40 GMT -5
“Gray,” Donny rasped, grabbing the older boy's arm and shoving the wallet in his face. “Do you have any idea who this is?” Indeed, it was a name that many Americans would find familiar, although not many as young as Donny. Donny recognized the name because it had belonged to his father's supervisor at Fort Loganston.
The picture on the card was a grizzled, square-jawed man of approximately 60 years old. It was General John Herschel, the man who ordered Benjamin Rodrigues away and tore his family apart. The man who was the general of the entire U.S. Army. The man who answered only to the President...
“Do you know what this means?” Donny shook Gray's arm, unaware that his nails were digging into the skin. “This was the last man who saw my father alive. We gotta scour the planetarium and look for clues...” Off he scampered, leaving Gray alone in the dark. The boy had no idea what to make of this, or even why such an important man would be inside a dinky little museum in Chicago. But he was going to find out if it killed him.
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Post by Tanjuu on Jun 8, 2009 22:00:54 GMT -5
With utter embarrassment flooding through his system, Tanjuu replied to the woman's offhand question.
"No, no girlfriend at the moment, and I don't think with the way I'm going, that I'll end up with one."
Noting the shower water had lost it's heat, Tanjuu turned it off and immediately got dressed up. The red tie retrieved from Gray went on only just before he hid his blue and green eyes underneath his fedora.
Wandering out of the bathroom and lighting up a new cigar, he reflected on his life and where things would go from here.
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Post by Skynet on Jun 8, 2009 22:21:05 GMT -5
Milena waited until the man had left, staring hard at her disheveled appearance in the mirror so that she wouldn't have to meet his eyes. Then she slunk into the shower. Why am I such an idiot? Grimacing at the sting of the cold water, she rinsed quickly and washed her clothes with the hand soap. She would be damp and uncomfortable for a couple hours, but athletic clothing dried fast, and there was absolutely no way she would be able to live with that dumpster smell.
Funny what the prim and proper Milena had been reduced to... hiding out in dumpsters and accidentally almost-propositioning strange men in public bathrooms. Could life get any worse?
Apparently it could. She slipped and landed hard on her ass on the cold wet tile. Embarrassed and miserable, she sat there, hugging her knees. I'm so stupid. These people all know what they're doing, and I'm just stupid little me. How do I live up to all of them?
She would just have to prove her usefulness somehow; maybe then they would let her stay. But she very much doubted her ability to keep up...
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Post by Shiro on Jun 9, 2009 22:55:36 GMT -5
Gray stopped running and looked over his shoulder at the kid, actually looking a little frightened... he hadn't liked the way the boy's words had come out-- too cold and distant for a kid. When he grabbed his arm, Gray turned and put a hand on his shoulder, bending down to get level with him, but before he could speak, Donovan was already running away from him.
Not wanting the kid to be alone he followed silently at a sluggish pace, knocking his bat against his shoulder as he went.
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