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."