Fairies, fairies everywhere. [Complete/Closed]

[asskickingalice]

Characters: Alice, Rain, whoever else wants to join.
Setting: The Fairy Bedroom
Time: Night 001, early nightfall
Summary: Alice claims a bedroom, and ponders what the fuck she's going to do about ammo.
Warnings: None, yet.

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[bittenhand]

"Well I guess I know who claimed the bed." the woman had suggested, leaning against the door frame with the curve of her hip against the wood. Rain frowned as she slipped another magazine into the gun and cocked it once, flicking the safety on and holstered it. "I'll take the floor." not so much a suggestion or a question but an order. She was a bitch like that. The woman began to inspect the room and grimaced.

"This place creeps me out." the woman admitted, staring at all the fairies, it really did creep her out. For the first time in a while though, she smiled. But it faded as soon as it came. "Nothing on the first floor." the girl stated as she placed her holster and her gun on a small table. "Did I mention this room scares the shit out of me?"

[asskickingalice]

"Perhaps you'd prefer the room with all the fucking daffodils?" Alice asked, a small smile gracing her lips. "Because I'm pretty sure it's still up for grabs. Just don't expect a roommate." Eyes slipping closed, it was hard for the former Umbrella employee to not fall asleep right then and there.

It was impossible to know how long she'd been awake, with how fucked this house was for time. But considering her adventures in Raccoon City, and all of today, she was willing too bet that she had been awake for too damn long, and Alice didn't count her little burst of unconsciousness as a nap. "I fucking hate yellow." She mumbled, in a desperate attempt to stay awake. Conversation, please.

[bittenhand]

"Daffodils? Didn't go that far." Rain had already begun to work on finding extra sheets and blankets, promptly taking the pillow from underneath Alice's head and put it on the floor, fluffing it out a little. "You've got the mattress." a sicky sweet smile, indicating mass amounts of sarcasm.

But as the brunette attempted to make her bed, she could hear Alice speaking of hating yellow. The woman was really starting to grate on her nerves. Ocampo moved up from the floor and in an instant was pinning the other woman down on the bed as quick as lightning.

"You gonna' be Miss Priss the whole time we're here?" her hands moved from Alice's wrists and she began to back off.

[asskickingalice]

"You wanna get kicked across the room?" Alice barked back, eyes snapping open. "Just because you can out shoot me doesn't mean you can take me hand to hand. Now get off of me."

Scooting up to lean back against the headboard, she pulled a knee to her chest. "I'm trying to stay the fuck awake. I don't how long I've been awake for, but hell if I'm falling asleep in this situation." She bit out, jaw clenching in frustration. "I wish I had a fucking cigarette."

[bittenhand]

Kicked across the room? Rain had to hide her smile and her annoyance when she had indeed backed off and moved down to the floor and laid her head against the pillow. "If I told you I had smokes would you still try to kick my ass?" yeah there was definite 'ha you couldn't if you tried' in her tone but she had lied anyway in her thoughts. Alice could squarely kick Rain's ass on any given day, anytime. Pulling out the pack of Lights that J.D. had given her before the incident, Ocampo took one to her mouth and grabbed onto the lighter in her BDU pocket, lighting it up.

She leaned back a little and inhaled the cancer stick, removing it from her lips with a forefinger and middle finger. If Alice needed one, she'd just have to come down there and get it. Exhaling the smoke above her.

[asskickingalice]

'Bitch.' Alice thought, scowling in annoyance, giving a exasperated sigh in a verbal response. Throwing her legs over the edge of the bed, she purposely ignored Rain for the next few moments. Moving to grab the chair from the desk, she firmly shoved it under the door knob.

"It'll work well enough. Give enough of a head start to let us know if something's trying to get in." She mumbled, mostly to herself, fingers trailing over her borrowed gun for a moment, as if in a comforting motion. Turning and stalking back to the bed, the fighter only bothered with kicking her shoes and empty holsters off, draping the holsters over the nearby desk, tucking the gun under her pillow. "I bet One would love this."

[bittenhand]

"Like that's going to work." the woman grumbled, indicating the chair under the door knob. Zombies could easily punch their dead, decaying hands right through the flimsy wood. She wouldn't be surprised if it went through the chair too. Then Alice had to open her mouth again. Ocampo wouldn't mind being thrown across the room at this moment because anything was better than listening to her babbling. "He might." she replied, taking another inhale of her cigarette and exhaled it in the opposite direction.

"You're stubborn." she finally admitted and leaned up into a sitting position on the floor, tossing the cigarette pack up onto Alice's lap. "Can't say I've met many girls like you." arch of an eyebrow as the Latina sunk back down onto the floor and turned over on her side so her back was facing Alice and attempted to try to sleep.

[asskickingalice]

"If you'd prefer something to barge in here without giving us a bit of warning, be my guest and put the chair back." Alice dryly remarked, placing the cigarette between her lips. "And I'm going to need that lighter if this is going to do me any good."

Any joking demeanor she might have had faded at Rain's last comment. After a long moment, she finally broke the silence with a bitter mutter. "Think most girls would be happy to not be like me."

[bittenhand]

"I think that goes double for both of us." Rain tipped her head to the side with a small smirk on her lips and leaned up onto her knees. "Most girls don't think zombies exist." tossing the lighter to her.

Then eyeing the chair with distaste. "Fuck that." the woman remarked. "If you think it'll keep us safe, superbitch then by all means. It will."

[asskickingalice]

Using lighting her cigarette as an excuse to not immediately answer, Alice let the tar and nicotine filled smoke swirl around her lungs for a moment, before slowly letting it out a stream of smoke. "Yeah... Let's just shut up and get some sleep, while we can. This doesn't seem like a place where you don't want to be at your absolute best."

If only to steer away from the subject at hand. While Alice truly did want some sleep, something in her also didn't want Rain finding about Umbrella's experiments on her. Not yet, at least. Why ruin what little trust there was, when there wasn't a chance it could be rebuilt if broken?

[bittenhand]

She was right in all honesty. Alice was always right. But something felt off...something felt like it wasn't right. It didn't matter, officially Rain was just tired enough to fall asleep. Though she'd keep her guard up, even in dream land. Ocampo would at least pretend to sleep. How the hell could you sleep in a place like this?

Putting out her own cancer stick had the woman laid back down, watching and waiting for anything to come to them in the middle of the night. Figures, the one person she could meet here...she hated. But with trust came friendship.