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@notasplicer
You ain’t scarin’ me, he wanted to say, but he’d be lying. He stood up fully and nodded at her, following her movement with his eye. “I don’t wanna… I don’t wanna hurt a kid. They’re protected by the She-Devil… Lead the way.”
Loretta nudged him ahead, not wanting the creep skittering about behind her. “You go first. Im keeping my etes on you.”
“Oh yeah, with your pretty little light show?” He was scowling, much closer to her now. Still, he had to admit she was offering him one hell of a deal. “You swear on it?”
He slowly recovered a more proper position, his head now much closer to the ceiling. “Cause yours smells rotten, anyhow.”
“Sure. I swear. But you try anything and I’ll put a shock of Electro Bolt through you and a bullet in your brain, got it?” She hopped out from her cover, circling around him nervously. “Lets go find us a sister. But you don’t go near her. Stay the fuck away.”
If he had a nose, he’d be wrinkling it right now. However, he was ducked extremely low now, chin almost touching the floor. “You have it in you,” he hissed, iris nearly gone from how much his pupil had dilated.
But he had to admit, getting fresh ADAM sounded much better. He nodded slowly, licking at is teeth and gums.
“Yeah, in me. So you’re not getting it - I’ll kill you before you can even swing those fishhooks of yours.” Loretta lowered her arm, just slightly, eyes narrowing. “But Im serious about that fresh ADAM.”
God, she was going through so much effort for one fucking splicer. But he seemed more lucid than most, and she couldn’t leave him to suffer. She wasn’t completely heartless.
“Me? Oh, I’ve… I’ve been doing well enough.” He almost told her that he had missed her, but she must have known that already. The two of them were practically inseparable, and for that, Gil was grateful.
“I haven’t been sleeping much—or eating, for that matter—but I suppose that is to be expected.”
Loretta tapped the glass of his tank lightly - an request for him to swim over so she could see him. “Can I help at all? I know you said I should relax - and I will, eventually. But if I can help, you know I will.” Even if it was something tiny and seemingly irrelevant, she would do if to him.
He opened his mouth wide to produce a snarl- which sounded more like a rasp- as he approached her a little more quickly, not clear of mind. “Don’t lie to me! I know you have it and I know you ain’t got no use for it! Not like I do!”
“If I don’t have a use for ADAM, why would I have it on me?” she challenged, letting her arm crackle in his face. God she didn’t want to kill this guy - he was the only person who seemed semi-capable of conversation she’d seen in weeks. If he would only calm the fuck down...
“Look, I’ve no ADAM on me, but maybe I can get you some?” The girls liked her, perhaps she could convince them to harvet some for her.
“It can’t hurt to try.” A tired smile appeared on Gil’s face. “Besides, you have me. I will keep an eye out for you.” His eyes weren’t what they used to be, but with seventy-eight cameras at his disposal, few things escaped his notice.
“I know you will. You’re the best, Gil.” She loved that he was always looking out for her - Even Alex wasn’t as much as an ass as he used to be. He didn’t try to kill her anymore, anyway.
“Anyway, enough of me complaining! I want to know how you’ve been doing.”
“The… the… the thing you got, the thing you got. I can smell it. It smells… sour. But I need it. Can I have it? Please?” He jittered as he approached her slowly, ducking close to the floor as if he were ashamed of being looked at. “It won’t do you no good no more, you… you’re clean.”
“I don’t have any ADAM,” she told him, thinking of th slug still inside her, still alive, still a part of her. She shuddered. “I’ve nothing for you so just leave!” She brandished her arm at him as he inched closer, but didn’t fire another shock of Electro Bolt.
The splicer screeched and scurried away to safety as electricity stung his arms. He hated that! It reminded him of all his failed shock therapy sessions. He panted and fiddled with his hooks before peeking from around the corner. “I don’t wanna die! I just need help…!”
He cautiously shuffled out into the corridor and stared at her, his one good eye looking like it had trouble focusing.
Loretta huffed, standing from her crouch just enough to keep an eye on him. He was... unusually lucid, for a splicer. “Help. What kind of help?” ADAM, probably. Well, she had none, so he was out of luck. She didnt go around murdering little kids to satisfy disgusting cravings. Sure, she had three plasmids and had come close to splicing, but that ADAM had come from a needle, not a Sister.
That was odd. He wasn’t expecting such a clean looking person! Had he been mistaken? No, he couldn’t be- he smelled ADAM around her, even though her appearance didn’t add up in the slightest. It smelled rotten, too, if that made any sense. Out-of-date.
He was taken by surprise when she noticed him, but… was she fleeing? That was no good! “Hey, hey, wait!” He dropped down from the vent and landed on all fours, scuttling over to her hiding place.
Loretta heard the splicer calling after her and resisted the urge to laugh. As if she would be stupid enough to actually wait.
Her hand lit up blue, electricity fizzling between her slender fingers, lacing its way up her arm. Popping up from cover, she hurled a ball of Electro Bolt at the splicer. “Leave me alone, and maybe I won’t kill you!” she shouted.
“Positively,” he muttered, leaning on the wall of his tank. The splicers seemed to have disappeared, but Gil wasn’t letting his guard down. Not for a second. “Take your time, and try not to worry too much. We can discuss everything later.”
Loretta smiled. Gil was always so calm around her. Always urging her not to overwork herself or get in trouble. No one had ever cared for her as much as he did.
“Not worrying is easier said than done, unfortunately,”
He’d been poking around in the trash in hopes of finding a candy bar when his nose (or what remained of it) had picked up the faint scent of something much, much better. In an instant he was on the ceiling, shimmying through a vent in order to find the source faster. He attached his hooks to his suspenders in order to make less noise, and crawled through half the neighborhood before stopping abruptly, sniffing a few times, and poking his head out of the nearest vent.
It was close.
Loretta shoved two vials of EVE in her backpack, smiling at the loot. There was enough stuff here to last a few days.
Something was nearby. She could hear scuttling... above her? Narrowing her eyes, the woman grabbed her pistol from it’s holster, before rememering she was out of bullets. Plasmids it was, then.
She glanced up, jerking back when she saw a hideous face poking out of a vent on the wall. Spider splicer! She cussed under her breath as she ducked behind cover.
“Don’t worry about it.” He pulled back his hand, smiling at her from just under the surface of the water. “We’ll go and look for them later.” It was the moments like this that he loved. The moments of calm and domesticity, which were woefully rare these days. If you asked Gil, he was partly to blame for that.
“I trust you had a good rest?”
“Mm, yeah.” Loretta yawned lightly, rubbing at her unscarred eye. “Are you sure it can wait? I’m low on ammo and I should really get you some ADAM flowers...” She trailed off as she supressed another yawn. “On second thoughts, perhaps roaming splicer territory is a bad idea when I’m so tired still.”
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Tonight, like most nights, Gil found it impossible to sleep. Loretta, however, didn’t. She was lying on the control deck above the tank, clutching a blanket that was too small for her. Gil watched over her like a doting mother, keeping her safe and glowering at any splicers that came too close. A glare was usually enough to send them scrambling away, but sometimes, he had to add a little more effort.
With a satisfied humph, he stuck a hand out of the water, tucking the blanket over Loretta’s shoulders. Neither of them had gotten much sleep lately, but he couldn’t complain. He’d rest later, when she was awake and feeling better.
Loretta felt something tickle her shoulder and batted it away sleepily, pushing herself into a sitting position. Her hair fell over her eyes, a tangled mess of brown. With a yawn, she pushed it away, eyes blearly from sleep.
“Hey, Gil,” she said with a smile, stretching. Her shoulders popped, joints settling themselves. “I didn’t mean to fall asleep... I should be out looking for supplies.” She was low on bullets again, and only had two vails of EVE. At least she had enough food to last her a few weeks.
//im back, holy shit! seems a lot of my old mutuals have left since i disappeared.
anyway, new theme/rules page/etc, and all old posts are gone! hit me up if u want a starter, if any of my old followers are still about~
