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Dinoplot 3 || Faith and Trevor part 3

Aug 12, 2007 20:14

They'd been walking for fucking hours and were both hungry and thirsty, filthy and tired. The ground had started to slope upwards a little when they came upon a pool made by a fallen tree. It looked sort of new, like maybe the quake had taken it down. There were still ferns that looked like they were growing beneath the surface of the water ( Read more... )

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fights4britain August 13 2007, 00:43:37 UTC

He'd come to the full conclusion that he hated the jungle. No, really, he had. In the city Trevor could handle anything, even if he didn't want to walk he could just nip a car and be off, it was that easy. But all the walking, and the bushes that sometimes had thorns and the animals and the rocks and uneven ground, it was just enough to make him want nothing more than to make the universe collapse in on itself.

"If I ever see another bloody thorn bush in my fucking life, I'll fucking kill myself just so I can track down God and tear him a new one for inventing the bloody things." He griped tiredly with a cringe as he pulled stray thorn from the soft spot between his thumb and finger after having drunk his fill of the water he suspected had amoebas swimming around in it somewhere.

scooby_rebel August 13 2007, 00:49:43 UTC

Faith looked up and wiped the water from her lips with the back of her hand. "If you hate 'em so much, how come you don't piss on them?" she asked in a dry tone with a teasing smirk.

Once she'd drank all she could stand, she reached down to tear off the hanging tail of her shirt. Wadding it up, she dipped it in the cool water and began to dab at her stomach where the scratch had turned from a simple scab to something angry and red, seeping clearish gunk.

"I'm fucking hungry."

fights4britain August 13 2007, 00:59:22 UTC

"Maybe I will," he groaned, finding a patch of earth that was firm and dry and slumping onto his back as he tried to ignore the soreness and tiredness that his body seemed to be screaming at him. Fucking dinosaurs with iron jaws. Fucking thorn bushes.

"I'm--" he trailed off, having about to say similar but turning his head and watching her, his face pulled into the universal expression of ewwwww. "--vaguelly disgusted. That's fucking sick."

scooby_rebel August 13 2007, 01:07:32 UTC

"Yeah, well...it is what it is, yo," she shrugged. With her shirt up, the scars on her body were clear, everything from the long line where B had slid the knife in like she was made of butter, to the dark round dots under her arm where cigarettes had been extinguished on her skin.

She was bruised and broken, cut, scarred, and damaged, and she didn't seem to notice any of it. She just took it in stride because she was still the hottest piece of ass around.

"I think it's infected, though. That can't be good. I don't guess you've got some neosporin in them magic pockets of yours?"

fights4britain August 13 2007, 01:16:10 UTC

Bitch was fucking mental, he thought, but at least she wasn't the whiney sort. He could think of worse to be suck in the jungle with, that was sure. Taking a moment as he really wouldn't rather move, he grit his teeth and sat up, palms resting momentarily on his nees and then patting down his pockets. "No, can't say I have, but hell if I'm gonna carry your sorry arse if you get sick." After a moment or two ticked by, the lighter and and a lock pick appeared.

"Here, a bloke taught me this when some nigger shivved me in the ribs with a broken bottle." He moved over to her and began heating the bit of metal with a flame. "Not the best first aid and hurts like bloody shit, but it helps. Kills bacteria."

scooby_rebel August 13 2007, 01:21:11 UTC

Faith looked at him for a second like he was fucking nuts, but she'd honestly rather have another burn scar than that flesh-eating bacteria or that dead shit that gets maggots. No way she was dealing with that.

"I hope to Christ you know what the fuck you're doing," she said and laid back, holding up her shirt. "It already hurts like shit, so just hurry up."

fights4britain August 13 2007, 01:34:01 UTC

"Of course I don't, but I done it to myself and I'm still alive ain't I?" He offered not so helpully, grinning at her toothily as he crouched next to her and juggled with lighter an metal, using one hand to smooth the shit that was seeping away and wipe it on his jeans, then using his fingers to part the sides of the scratch.

A mumbled "here," was the only warning the got before the red tinted metal was pressed to the wound, the hand now holding her still as well as parting and he wrinkled his nose at the sputtering sizzling sound. The whole proceedour took about three second, and he sat back, gabbing the scrap of shirt she'd used and wiped at it.

"Still needs real first aid, but that should do it 'til we get back to the fuckin' right side of the island."

scooby_rebel August 13 2007, 01:42:54 UTC

Faith grit her teeth and breathed deep and furious, but didn't make a sound. Not when he was burning it, not when it stopped. She didn't make a single sound until she sat up again and pulled her shirt down.

"We ain't getting there tonight. We're gonna have to crash here, you know. It fucking sucks, but I'm not walking where I can't fucking see."

fights4britain August 13 2007, 01:57:53 UTC

"And what if one of us wakes up with somethin' gnawing on a limb?" Just because he was willing to burn her for the greater good didn't mean he was going to cut his pestering bitching for even a moment. After all, it was just in his nature.

Fuck he was hungry though. And while he would never, never, sau it aloud, he was concerned about her getting an infection. Not for some cheesey lame arse caring for her well being reason, but because he had a feeling if she got sick it'd all come crashing down on him, and possibly that Buffy bitch would do some goold old bitching and blame him somehow.

scooby_rebel August 13 2007, 02:06:46 UTC

"You plan on eating me in my sleep?" she smiled, eyes narrowing as she gave him her patented 'eat shit and die' look. "I think we'll be fine here. The things that normally get eaten are around...if we stick to a tree or under a trunk or something, it'll be all good."

fights4britain August 13 2007, 02:58:41 UTC

"Nah, you prolly taste like shit." He said flippantly, moving back to his previous place and once again collapsing with a thump onto his back, glaring up wards as he absently put his tools away, shaking hislighter apsently and measuring his depleted lighter fluid supply.

"So what, we just sit around moaning about hunger and groaning about pain?" He turned his head, eyeing the small herd nearby with only slight interest, and slight suspicion. He understood they were hamless, but they were still large, and the fact they were food for carnivores didn't bode well.

scooby_rebel August 13 2007, 03:29:33 UTC

"You got a better plan?" she shot back. Faith almost hoped he'd wander off, just so she could go it alone. That was what she knew. That used to be how she liked operating.

She heaved a sigh and tossed a stick into the pond watching it ripple. "I guess we should build a fire, right? That's what you do when you camp. I guess."

fights4britain August 13 2007, 03:54:14 UTC

"We could play rabbit football," he offered snidely, folding his hands on his belly and making no move to go anywhere, though he hoped she'd go someplace else, because he was quite done with forced socializing for the day, thank you very much.

"Fire works. That's what you're supposed to do anyhow right? Ain't animals supposed to be scared of fire?" At least he thought he'd heard that somewhere, though he couldn't recall where.

scooby_rebel August 13 2007, 03:59:06 UTC

"Something like that," she agreed, not getting up. Like she knew a damn thing about a campfire? Not unless it was in an old waste drum in an alley. It couldn't be that hard...wood, light it on fire. Right?

She sat in silence since there wasn't anything she actually wanted to say to him. She'd gotten really good at not talking, first around her mom and then around the other inmates. Most she'd talked was with the Sunnydale crew...and that was short lived.

Then she finally got back to what he'd suggested. "What the fuck is rabbit football?"

fights4britain August 13 2007, 05:30:32 UTC

Americans. Pfft.

"Rabbit football," he drawled, shifting his legs as he tried to find a way to comfotably lounge on the jungle floor. "It's football. Only you find a rabbit and stun it, then use it for a ball. Sometimes you gotta use a cat, living in the city and all." He turned his head and eyes the trees with a dark look. "I bet we could use a monkey for a ball." Not that he really was interested in tracking down a ball sized animal and playing with her until the creature got away or died of blunt force trauma, the fact was even in his tone, but had he the desire to move it would have been a delightful way for venting frustration.

scooby_rebel August 13 2007, 06:03:36 UTC

"You're a fucking psycho, you know that?" she replied, looking him over without fear...or judgement. She was well aware she was just as fucking cracked herself.

"Let's get a fire built, then we can play some PetaBall," she snorted, pushing herself up and looking around for broken limbs and stuff to burn.

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