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Send a '☂' for our characters hiding out indoors during a particularly bad rain storm
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Scotty sat awake with his naked back against the cold metal of the cage. It wasn’t very comfortable at all, and despite the holes in it, he was beginning to feel claustrophobic with such little wiggle room. He had woken up a couple hours ago in the dark room with the intimidating machinery in the center of it. He had spent most of his waking hours staring it down, assessing it, trying to figure out what it did without getting his hands on it.
He shifted positions, making more noise than he had expected, so he wasn’t surprised when he heard a slight voice come from the cage next to him. His head swiveled in the direction of the voice, heart sinking when he saw who it was. “Shit, not you?" he asked, too tired to care about his rudeness.
Faye felt a wave of relief upon hearing the boy's voice. His words weren't very comforting but she was glad she wasn't alone. She sat herself upright and tried her best to give the other a smile, it's not like she wasn't happy to see a familiar face. It was a bitter sweet moment, it meant she wasn't alone but it also meant that they were both in danger. "Oh nice to see you too, genius boy," she said managing to make her voice sound somewhat like it usually did. "Do you need any help?" She inquired in a teasing tone trying to lighten up the mood. It was a reference to when they had first met and all she did was annoy him into letting her try and help him.
Faye. The name didn’t really sound that familiar. Maybe she wasn’t one of his people? Although he doesn’t really know that many of his own people anyway, so she could be.
"Jamie." He replied, sitting with his back against the bars, once he realized that trying to see her in this darkness was futile. "Are you…" He didn’t really know how to word it, didn’t want to offend her if she was a grounder, "Are you one of the Sky People, or from one of the Clans?" He kind of hoped that she was a grounder, they had already lost so many of his people.
She kept her head against the bars still trying to make something out in the dark even though she knew it would was useless. Jamie...strangely enough it sounded familiar, not familiar as in I remember talking to you, but more of I remember hearing your name around. "I'm one of the Sky People," she replied staring into the darkness. She assumed he was too because Jamie didn't seem like a name a Grounder would have, but she didn't want to seem rude not asking too. "How about you?" She couldn't help but feel like the small talk they were making was stupid, they should've been more focused on getting out.
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Jamie felt like his whole head was pounding. What the hell happened? Everything felt like it hurt, and his throat was dry. He groaned as he sat up, and hit his head on the top of, wherever he was. It looked like a cage? Goddammit he always gets captured, his life, seriously.
He hears someone nearby, and moves to the bars on that side. “Hello?” He rasps out. He tries to clear his throat a little. “Who’s there?” On one hand, he hopes it’s someone he knows, on the other, he desperately hopes none of the others got caught.
She wasn't alone, was it someone she knew? One of her people? One of the grounders? So many questions popped up in her head before she realized she had to reply. Crossing her fingers, hoping it wasn't someone she knew but at the same time hoping that the other would be good company. Not that having good company should be the least of her worries when you've been kidnapped and caged. "I'm Faye," she cleared her throat before she spoke, hoping that that would make her voice sound stronger. "Who's there?" she brought her face closer to the bars trying to make out the other person in the darkness.
flashbacks & echos || faye + jax
jax pressed her eyes shut for a moment, and nodded. pulling open the floorboard, she pulled out a few extra rations. just enough so that her father wouldn’t notice. “half of these are for your mom. don’t get caught with them, alright? and these—” she held up another two boxes of crackers, “—are for us.” she trusted faye. with everything. she knew that faye wouldn’t get caught if she could help it, and she would protect her with everything she had. if her father — if anyone found out, she would pay for it.
she gratefully took the rations that had been for her mom, "thank you jax." faye knew that doing this was dangerous for jax and she would definitely prohibit her to help if it would've stopped her— but faye knew it wouldn't. she looked down at the box of crackers in awe and gently placed down the rations for her mom as she took one of the boxes. she knew now wasn't the time open them so she just sat there for a couple seconds staring at the box before speaking up. "let's go back to mine so we can eat."
When Faye woke up it all felt like a bad dream, the whole situation she had gotten herself into seemed like a terrible never ending nightmare. She just wanted to be woken up and find out that she had really been sleeping in her tent with Jax all along. But as she laid there just wanting so badly for her nightmare she began to realize that this was the reality and she had never felt more hopeless. Suddenly she heard someone move in the cage that was next to her, she wasn't alone and she was unsure if that was a good thing or not. "H-hello?" she croaked her voice sounding as weak as she felt.
Flashback
Persephone looked at Faye before checking her nails. “He scraped me. He scraped my skin and now I have an ugly scar. Why can’t he have an ugly scar too? It’s unfair.” She spoke, mostly towards her dad than towards Faye. “We should match. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. He shouldn’t have been here anyway. This is our area.”
"Go to the infirmary. I'm sure they'll get you all fixed up," Faye told her friend resisting an eye roll. "Ah, so you're telling me you want to get your hands dirty?" She inquired with her eyebrows raised and hands on her hips. She wanted nothing more than to tell her blonde friend that she was simply overreacting but she knew that would only make matters worse.
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Nonsexual acts of Intimacy - Select from the following for my muse to respond to...
♔ : Finding your muse wearing their clothes
♕: Holding hands
♖: Having their hair washed by your muse
♗: Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse's lap.
♘: Cuddling in a blanket fort
♙: Sharing a bed
♚: Head scratches
♛: Sharing a dessert
♜: Shoulder rubs
♝: Reading a book together
♞: Caring for each other while ill (specify which party is which)
♟: Patching up a wound
♤: Taking a bath together
♧: Your muse playing with their hair
♡: Accidentally falling asleep together
♢: Forehead or cheek kisses
♠: Your muse adjusting their jewelry/neck tie/ etc.
♣: Back scratches
♥: Your muse crying about something
♦: Slow dancing
In the moment when I truly understand my enemy, understand him well enough to defeat him, then in that very moment I also love him.
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"I think I’ll actually stick with no weapons. Going out in the nude. If anything, I’ll just use my boobs as my protection." She rolled her shoulder, pouting at the possible bruise.
"Oh, I'm sure that'll work out great. Specially for the girls, I mean it's not like they can't look down and already see boobs," she laughed again and offered the girl a hand to get up.
Flashback
Feeling someone hit her over, the Chancellor ran towards his daughter before Persephone could get up. She was bleeding from the scrape on her arm and he scowled at the other child. “Dad… It hurts. Make it go away.”
Faye was standing on the other side of the room watching the whole scene go down, unsure of how she should feel. She knew how Percy was, they were friends, but it was things like this that made her question their friendship. She quickly rushed to the young boy that had caused the damage and told him to walk away. "Come on Percy, it's just a scrape. You're fine," she spoke up glancing down at the other.
Pointing the gun elsewhere, she aimed through the scope. “It can’t be that ha—” Bang. She pulled the trigger before she was sent backwards onto her ass.
Faye's shriek turned into a small fit of laughter when she realized what had happened, "I'd stick to jabbing things with the pointy side if I were you."
"Accidents I don’t want to happen. Well it was either that or… this…"
She ducked down slightly at the sight of seeing the gun, "Yeah if you want help with that one you might want to ask someone else. Haven't even held one yet..."
"…Really, Faye? Try not to?”
"Well! Accidents do happen. And let me remind you that you are the one that asked me how to use a knife."