Scout does not hate everything. In fact, she's smiling broadly as she slips up against the back of the crowd, hands sticky with red blood, leaving red hand prints on everything.
People generally haven't noticed her, though that may have something to do with the fact that Scout is currently invisible. It happens right after she kills, as a defense mechanism these days (although it's not like no one can't smell the blood on her if they really wanted to).
Of course, she becomes visible again standing right next to Alek and beams up at him, raising one blood-covered hand to wave at him. "Hihi," she grins. There's blood in her hair, streaked across her face, coagulating in her eyebrows. Yup. Hi.
That means his senses are incredibly heightened, including that of smell. He catches the scent of blood immediately, and he looks around, nearly jumping back at the sight of Scout who had not been there only seconds ago. Can everyone turn invisible these days?
This is a legitimate question.
"Jesus," he breathes out, his gaze dropping to her hand before lifting back up to her face. "What the fuck happened to you?"
Scout grins, stretching her almost-rubbery lips over her huge teeth. She couldn't really tell Alek the answer to his question anyway, because she's buzzing all over and the words barely make sense to her in her jumbled up head.
"What the fuck happened to you?" she counters instead, cocking her head to the side, giggling just a little bit. "The fuck the fuck Jesus fuck Jesus Christ our Father who art in heaven..."
She stops before she can finish the prayer, raising hands stained with blood towards Alek's face. "What the fuck happened to you?" It's softer this time, more caring, almost sweet if a tiny, crazy Rak trying to touch you with her bloody hands can be sweet.
"The world fucking happened to me," Alek replies bitterly, and he looks around, wondering if anyone's going to take notice of the girl with the blood on her hands. He isn't a stranger to blood, having been in more fights than he can count, so maybe he isn't one to judge.
A small lump strangles his throat and he jumps back when she reaches for him with her hands. Alek doesn't know who she is, but he can tell she's lost her mind, and he doesn't know how to handle being touched unless it's a fist to the face that he'll reciprocate in kind sooner enough.
"World happened, world," she giggles excitedly. "World happened here, there, everywhere world happened all over this fucking town!" She bounces a little bit, waving a hand towards the outside.
She pauses when he tells her 'don't', but cocks her head and looks him straight in the eye, her round blue eyes open wide, some mixture of concern and wonder splashed across her face. "Don't?" she asks, her voice lifting as the question tumbles from her lips. She doesn't understand--it's just contact, and there's no needle in her hand. There's no reason for him to be afraid. Never mind the blood on her hands, the blood on her face--there's no reason for him to be afraid.
She reaches out again. "The world fucking happened to me," she repeats, her tongue pressing behind her teeth. "Happened, hopin', hopping, yeah? Don't." Sticky pads of her fingers, inches from his face. She just wants to touch him.
People generally haven't noticed her, though that may have something to do with the fact that Scout is currently invisible. It happens right after she kills, as a defense mechanism these days (although it's not like no one can't smell the blood on her if they really wanted to).
Of course, she becomes visible again standing right next to Alek and beams up at him, raising one blood-covered hand to wave at him. "Hihi," she grins. There's blood in her hair, streaked across her face, coagulating in her eyebrows. Yup. Hi.
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That means his senses are incredibly heightened, including that of smell. He catches the scent of blood immediately, and he looks around, nearly jumping back at the sight of Scout who had not been there only seconds ago. Can everyone turn invisible these days?
This is a legitimate question.
"Jesus," he breathes out, his gaze dropping to her hand before lifting back up to her face. "What the fuck happened to you?"
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"What the fuck happened to you?" she counters instead, cocking her head to the side, giggling just a little bit. "The fuck the fuck Jesus fuck Jesus Christ our Father who art in heaven..."
She stops before she can finish the prayer, raising hands stained with blood towards Alek's face. "What the fuck happened to you?" It's softer this time, more caring, almost sweet if a tiny, crazy Rak trying to touch you with her bloody hands can be sweet.
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A small lump strangles his throat and he jumps back when she reaches for him with her hands. Alek doesn't know who she is, but he can tell she's lost her mind, and he doesn't know how to handle being touched unless it's a fist to the face that he'll reciprocate in kind sooner enough.
The softness of the voice makes him wince.
"D-don't," he says, eyes burning.
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She pauses when he tells her 'don't', but cocks her head and looks him straight in the eye, her round blue eyes open wide, some mixture of concern and wonder splashed across her face. "Don't?" she asks, her voice lifting as the question tumbles from her lips. She doesn't understand--it's just contact, and there's no needle in her hand. There's no reason for him to be afraid. Never mind the blood on her hands, the blood on her face--there's no reason for him to be afraid.
She reaches out again. "The world fucking happened to me," she repeats, her tongue pressing behind her teeth. "Happened, hopin', hopping, yeah? Don't." Sticky pads of her fingers, inches from his face. She just wants to touch him.
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