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itsbirdiebitch
Birdie opened her mouth to say something else but stopped herself. She let out a heavy sigh.
“I shouldn’t’a snapped at ya. Y’didn’t mean it.”
“Birdie, it’s fine.” Bambi knew she had shit going on. Fae being taken by the government, and the way in which it happened, had to be weighing heavy on Birdie’s mind. “You don’t gotta apologize for that shit, y’know that.”
remiwarner
“Bambi, what the fuck?” Remi went after her. “I told ya I ain’t fuckin’ makin’ excuses. You asked why ‘n I’m tellin’ ya.”
“I get that y’don’t understand what it’s like. I’m glad y’don’t, because bein’ an addict is hell. But don’t ask me to come all the way out here just to give me this fuckin’ talk-to-the-hand shit, ‘cause I really ain’t got time for that type’a childish fuckin’ game right now.”
Bambi stopped and listened to what Remi had to say. When he was finished she turned out, biting at the inside of her cheek. “You fucking disappointed me, okay?”
“I didn’t think you’d do that kind of shit to her, and then I found out all at once that you did. And it just fucking disappointed me.”
harleebecks
“I’m not decapitating my gummy bears. They don’t deserve that treatment.” She reached for one of each nonetheless. “I’ll just combine them in my mouth.”
“Fine, fine. No chopping heads off of the bears.” She held her hands up in defeat. “It is your birthday celebration after all.”
remiwarner
“I’m a drug dealer. I offered a stranger a hit. She said yes.”
“As for the rest, I’m a junkie, too. ‘N junkies’re selfish cunts. It ain’t somethin’ I’m fuckin’ proud of, but it is what it is. I wasn’t sober.”
“‘Course that’s your excuse.” It was a shitty excuse, and she could feel the conversation going nowhere. So she let out a sigh and shook her head, shrugging her shoulders. “I’m gonna fuck off now because this is pointless.”
remiwarner
“I didn’t say y’couldn’t care. Don’t put words in my mouth. I said I ain’t apologizin’ to ya.”
“I didn’t ask you to apologize. I asked why you did it. Why you would do that to her.”
harleebecks
Harlee watched as Bambi took everything out of the bag and laid it out on the table, saying what it all was. “Raccoon chocolates!” she exclaimed and even Colie seemed interested in those. As Bambi got to the last bag, Colie sat forward and listened to everything the bag contained. “Thank you!” she said, first looking at Bambi and then at Bunny. Harlee ruffled Colie’s hair like Remi always did, though it pained her to do so.
“Okay, so, what should we start with? Sugar lips or champagne bears? What do you guys think?”
“I think we could start with....champagne bears.”
“OR we could bit the head off of the champagne bear and mix it with the sugar lips!”
DON’T LOOK AWAY || Bambi & Arin
arinmelnikov
“Sooner the fucking better, probably.” He went in his pocket for his cigarettes and lit another one. “We figure out a plan, then follow her for a bit and find the best time to jump her.”
Arin paced back to the cabinet he’d sat on earlier and leaned against it, thinking. “You remember that perv agent downtown?” He glanced at her. It’d been years ago, the two of them doing something or other in La Pradera when Bambi had seen the man watching them. She had drawn him into a closed off construction site and Arin had stuck a knife into his head. “I’m thinking we do that. You get her attention, make her follow you somewhere quiet, close to the car. I’ll fucking knock her out when she’s distracted and we’ll fuck off to wherever the fuck we’re taking her.”
“That should work,” Bambi said with a slight nod of her head. “I mean we’ll have to adjust the bit where I offer to let Rowan fuck me in an alley. Somehow I don’t think that will work the same way.” Other than that, the plan seemed solid. Solid enough, she told herself. Good enough for them to have a chance at getting her back. What would come after would be equally as tough...probably tougher. Undoing brainwashing was sometimes impossible.
Her and Arin both knew that. Elliott had been a Whirly. Then, after the Whirlybirds had been raided by the government, a Lost Boy for a shot time. He ended up being brainwashed by the government, and Arin had to kill him. Sometimes there was no way back from brainwashing. But it seemed like there was a chance for Rowan.
remiwarner
“That ain’t how it works, B. What happened was between Charlie ‘n I, ‘n how we worked it out’s between us as well.”
“I thought you ‘n I were friends. Y’wanted to talk to me about this, you coulda come to me two years ago. But you decided y’didn’t give a shit when Charlie told ya we’d put it behind us, ‘n you decided I wasn’t worth your time. That I wasn’t worth even a single fuckin’ conversation to ya. So why should this be worth my time now?”
“I love Charlie,” he continued, “I want ‘er to be happy. And I know that your feelings about me puts a strain on ‘er – so if y’wanna move on I’d be more than willin’ to – but I ain’t layin’ down like a doormat for you to fuckin’ step on when what you’re mad about has been put in the past by everyone except you. Especially considerin’ y’weren’t even involved. I’ve apologized to those who were affected by my actions.”
“You are such a piece of fucking shit. I decided to care about it the moment she told me. Which wasn’t at a time where she’d put it behind her.”
“Just because I wasn’t the one who you got addicted to fucking drugs doesn’t mean I can’t care about it. That or any of the other numerous shitty things you did. And the fact that you believe that is fucked. Majorly fucking fucked. And it’s also fucked that you think me approaching you about it is asking you to be a fucking doormat.”
remiwarner
“I am gonna say it.”
“It ain’t your business.”
“Except that it fucking is.”
“It’s my business or I wouldn’t fucking know.”
remiwarner
So much for bein’ polite, Remi mused to himself, a vague smile playing on his lips as he followed Bambi towards the back; and down they went, past a security checkpoint and down a hall into an empty room. She turned to face him and went straight to the point, a quality he’d always liked about her.
When she finished, he felt near dumbfounded – mostly as to why she’d made him come all the way out here for something that she could’ve said in a text. Frankly, he had more dangerous, more important things to take care of back in the city. Maybe she wasn’t done. Maybe there was more.
“Alright,” he replied, unsure if there was anything she really wanted him to add to the conversation. “Thanks?”
“Have you always been such a fucking dick? Actually- don’t answer that.”
Bambi felt incredibly stupid for not realizing it before. She’d thought he was good- and then she’d read all that shit. It was like a smack in the face. “Why the fuck would you do that to her?” She bit at the inside of her cheek, shaking her head. “And don’t say it’s not my business because it is. Harlee has done the same shit for me.” Harlee and Bambi always said they’d do anything for one another, and had proved it on numerous occasions.
“You got her addicted to fucking heroine.” It should have been obvious that was the case, but it hadn’t clicked. For some reason she’d assumed it was some other drug dealer. “You kicked her to the fucking street the night Oliver died.” She paused a second before continuing on. “Or the time you fucking laughed at her when she told you she was pregnant and needed an abortion.” There were other things she’d read in Harlee’s journal that were upsetting, but those were the three that stuck out to her.
itsbirdiebitch
Birdie set her jaw. She didn’t want to say anything unnecessarily hurtful and she knew she would if she opened her mouth again. She stood there, arms crossed, and took deep breaths through her nose as she waited for Therese Talks A Lot to scurry off down the hall. When she was gone, Birdie turned her gaze to Bambi’s.
“Y’shoulda texted me.”
“I should have texted you, you’re right.”
“Next time I will, okay?”
remiwarner
It was a long drive from the city and out to the Resistance base that was the Haven, but when Remi had gotten a text from Bambi asking him to meet her there he could only assume it was important. She had’t talked to him in… what? A year? Two? And according to Charlie she’d had no desire to. What had changed?
Though he was firmly opposed to the Government, he had never had any strong ties to the Resistance, and had only been out here a handful of times – usually to meet someone, like he was now. There were a few cars parked out front, but no major activity. Remi flicked the butt of his cigarette aside, exhaled the last of the smoke in his lungs and headed for the entrance.
Inside, the place was a little more lively, but far from full, still, and he saw Bambi right away, sitting in a booth towards the back. He wondered as he approached whether they were staying in the main area, risking civilian eyes on them, or if she was taking him down and back into the network of tunnels and rooms that were built into the rock and the ground behind the roadhouse.
“Hey, B,” he stopped next to her table. “How are ya?”
“Not here,” She said, getting up from the booth she was sitting in. Sitting up front opened them up to a lot of different dangers. Ones that she didn’t feel like worrying about.
A few years back she would have thought herself paranoid. But things were different now. After everything that happened with Arden, and subsequently Ulrich, she’d grown weary of strangers around her. That wasn’t to say that she’d ever been particularly friendly or open towards them, but the events of the past 4 years had changed her. Ever since her face had been plastered around the city she’d been especially aware that people might recognize her. Talking about identifiable problems into front of civilians just wasn’t a good idea.
After through some security to actually get into the more secure area, the walk wasn’t long. Given that where they were was built into rock and underground, things were a bit colder. As she walked she found herself twisting her arms around one another. When they reached the room, Bambi stopped and turned- stopping opposite him. “I’ll just get to it.” She tried to remain calm, not letting her anger get the best of her. "I’ve fucking hated you the past two years. I found out some shit that you did to Harlee and stopped talking to you because of it. And for a long time I told myself I wouldn’t talk to you again, but Harlee loves you. So I’m trying.”
DON’T LOOK AWAY || Bambi & Arin
arinmelnikov
“I don’t think they fully trust anyone who came from our side of this shit.” Arin shrugged. “I sure as fuck wouldn’t. She’s being watched. But it could be worse. They could’ve had her locked up, still. When I saw her she was on the street, it was just this one fucking guy with her. And not even one of those fucking high profile cunts.” The scene flashed in his memory. Two guns on him, neither pulling the trigger. Strange, really – Arin knew what the little note on his warrant said. Dead or alive.
“We gotta do this quietly,” he continued, thinking up the plan as he spoke. “Get her somewhere alone, knock her out, shove her in a car and haul ass. Her tracker, too. Cut it out and toss it out the fucking window, fast as fuck, or they’ll see which way we went and try to follow us.”
“Well then if he’s with her when we go to grab her then there’s a fuckin’ choice to make. Knock him out or kill him. I don’t care which we do. S’long as we get Rowan.” She was long past the days of show a bit of mercy to agents. The way she looked at it, even the low ranking ones played a huge role in the shit that went on. If they wanted something to change, they couldn’t try the high route. It never worked.
Their plan would involve some watching to make sure Rowan would actually be in that place at a given time. But it would also involve luck. They had to get lucky. If they showed up and there were a shit ton of agents for whatever reason then chances were they were fucked. “When should we do this?”
itsbirdiebitch
“What the fuck,” Birdie muttered under her breath as she opened her front door and headed down the hall. She’d been waiting for Bambi for over twenty fucking minutes already and she was growing restless. The longer she sat in her apartment, the more her mind filled with images of Bambi being taken before she got to the resistance cell, Bambi trapped with Ulrich again, Bambi’s lifeless body laying next to Faeryn’s.
Not a hundred feet down the hall and she found her sister standing with someone else, both of them silent. She suppressed the urge to scream as she marched over to the pair of them.
“Is this what the fuck y’been doin’ while I sit on my ass waitin’ for ya?”
At first, she didn’t put two and two together. She was about to snap back at Birdie when it clicked in her mind. Birdie was on edge because of what happened with Fae. And it wasn’t like Bambi hadn’t disappeared before either. The anxiety that might cause was understandable. “I was waitin’ for you here.” She said calmly, not acknowledging her sister’s tone. “You really think I’d rather listen to Theresa Talks A Lot than be with you?”
She looked over at the person who was still lingering nearby and gave them a sour look. “You should definitely fuck off now.”
harleebecks
Harlee laughed. “Yes, this is where Old Man Corbin lives. It’s nice, right?” She led them through the apartment and into the living room where Colie was waiting for them. She was sitting sullenly with her eyes on the television screen as the movie played quietly. “Look, peanut! Visitors!”
Colie looked away from the movie and Harlee paused it, then turned off the television. “Hi,” Colie greeted Bambi and Bunny. She sat up a little straighter and tried her best to smile brightly at them both. Harlee kissed the top of her head.
“Looks like they brought lots and lots of treats. Do you wanna see what they have?” Colie nodded her head. “Yes, please.”
“Nice as f-” She cut herself off upon seeing Colie. “Fun. Nice is fun.”
Bunny’s face lit up when she saw Colie. Her daughter nearly dropped the bags she had on her arms and ran over to her. At the last moment Bunny seemed to catch herself and gently placed them down, running over to her friend. Bambi picked up the bags, and placed everything on the nearby table so both Harlee and Colie could check it out. “So we got champagne gummy bears for Harls. The sugar lips, chocolate confetti, and raccoon shaped chocolates are for everyone.” She also had the pancake snacks for Colie, but wanted to save them until last. “Then we have some vegan food.” She gestured to it, not remembering which dish was named what. Most of it was bought, but she had tried her hand at making two. “And some non-vegan food.”
“And our last bag is especially for Colie!” She smiled and pulled the bag forward. “This is for after dinner. We have pancake cookies. A pancake cake. Annnnnd...pancake pancakes!” She handed the bag to Harlee for safekeeping, then turned back to Colie. “We also got a few pancake gifts in there too. Bunny think you’ll love it.”
Bambi had felt so stupid when Harlee had shown her her journal. Stupid, angry, and terrible for her best friend. She’d thought Remi was a good person. Reading everything had flipped some switch inside of her, and she’d gone from appreciating him to hating him. It’d happened just like that. Even after Harlee and Remi had gotten back together, Bambi still held onto what she’d read. It made her angry that someone had treated Harlee like that. Part of her was mad that she hadn’t realized it. She’d found out after the fact, when the damage had already been done. The damage HAD already been done, and it seemed like Harlee had moved past it. So maybe Bambi should try to as well.
She knew that Harlee would want the guy she loved and her best friend to get along. Which was why Bambi, over the past few weeks, had been trying to work herself up to arrange a meeting with him. For Harlee’s sake she wanted to try and move past the issues she had with him. Finally, after a few weeks of telling herself she’d do it...she did it. She texted Remi and arranged to meet up at the Haven. Maybe they wouldn’t come out of the conversation the best of places, but one that was at least better than what Bambi was feeling now.
DON’T LOOK AWAY || Bambi & Arin
arinmelnikov
“I wouldn’t trust a brain doctor to just fucking help us out. They all work for the fucking pigs. They’d bring Rowan back in along with you and me as an added damn bonus. Three-for-one fucking deal.” He began pacing. “Either we need a fuckload of money to pay one off, or we gotta snatch one and fucking tie ‘em up in a warehouse somewhere. Let ‘em starve ‘till they do what we want.”
Arin tensed his jaw as he walked back and forth, thinking carefully about their options. He stopped, facing Bambi, shaking his head. “It’s really fucking risky. I think we should deal with her ourselves. If it turns out we can’t, then we’ll fucking figure something else out.”
That would be a fucking shit show. She could picture it now. Them bringing Rowan to some under the table brain doctor’s office and agents storming the building. They’d get Rowan back and have two very wanted criminals in their hands. “Well I don’t want to pay any of them off because they’re pieces of fucking shit, so let’s go with the other option if it’s between those two.” Grabbing one from the street to hold in a warehouse was the best way to go.
Pulling her right from her post was an option as well, but it seemed to carry a lot more immediate risk. It all depended on whether she was being watched that closely. If she was being treated like any other agent then they’d probably have a better time. “If she’s not being checked up on then dealing with her ourselves might work. But if they got her surrounded by a shit ton of other agents constantly then it’ll more dangerous.”