[private rp] Relic & Co.

[ethereal .]

Riley let her jaw drop and pushed out a short laugh, quickly running after him. Did he really think he was gonna get away that easily? "Ya know you're not looking so good either buddy. Maybe I should bust your lip too, even your face out a little." She teased as she climbed up the ladder. A loud thud and the sight of Relic stumbling back into her caused her to gasp, tripping and scooting backwards rapidly so that her back was pressed up against the wooden railing of the tree house.

"Oh my god!" Her eyes flicked from Relic to the two figures right inside the door. More importantly the one who was pointing a gun in their direction. She knew the situation was serious, she really did, but she couldn't stop the laugh that slipped past her lips. "Oh man! If that isn't karma for you I really don't know what is." She reached up and wiped a fake tear from her eye. How ironic.

After her giggle fit was finally over she held up a hand, gesturing that she had no intention of coming towards the other two in that moment. It was obvious that the poor guy was terrified, so it would probably be better if she showed him he had nothing to fear from dumb and dumber. She slowly slid over to where Relic was and rested a hand on his shoulder, holding back a smile. "Maybe you should consider knocking next time."

[sataraxias]

“Seriously, what is it with girls attacking me lately?” He lurched backwards with a grunt of pain. First his nose and now his forehead. His pretty face was getting absolutely destroyed, and he was absolutely not pleased to be laughed at for it. As if he had expected there to be survivors. Pretty stupid of them not to close the door to the house. He shoved Riley’s hand off him. “Hilarious, you definitely fit in here. Just go walk in, why don’tcha? Go get chummy with them - there’s a girl in there, maybe you’re interested?”

“Hey, I have a gun too, by the way,‌ stop trying to flex and put it down,”‌ he told the other two, crossing his arms as he leaned back against the wooden railing of their tree house with no intent on getting his weapon. He had a feeling that they’d end up shooting themselves if they tried a shot, but he didn’t want to take the chance. “And we’re friendly. Well, I am. I’ll admit I potentially killed your mother with a bat but...”‌

He shrugged, addressing Faith. “My name’s Relic, this is my cousin-”‌ What name would annoy Riley May the most, he wondered. Something to get that smug look off her face. “-Sharon. She’s not very nice, but if your sister in there is into girls, well so’s Sharon. Sharon just needs a place to rest, and your house is stinky. So put that gun away and let the white girl sleep, because she hasn't had Starbucks or screamed at a manager in literal months. She doesn't even have the haircut anymore. The horror!”‌ Relic did a dramatic gasp before he continued. “So yeah, she might murder someone. Also, I have food if you need some.”‌

[䏠xote]

[ "have a little faith in me, okay?" ]

faith was overwhelmed.

if everything had seemed unreal before, it was even more so now with the appearance of this kid. it was like his brain was short circuiting, unable to grasp the current situation, unable to come up with a conceivable response to this... this... this almost comical reprieve. maybe it was delirium from exhaustion. maybe it was shock. either way, he just started... laughing. it bubbled up from his throat, stuttering and cacophonous as faith's mind tried to wrap itself around the scene unfolding.

then, all at once, it stopped, and faith pulled the hammer back. his fingers weren't quivering anymore.

"who are you, and what do you want. i'm not gonna ask twice."

[ethereal .]

Riley wrinkled her nose as her hand was pushed away, "Okay no need to get snappy just because you've gotten rocked twice in one day." She rolled her eyes at his comment but decided to just brush it off. Of course, he was a bit upset. They were being threatened and he just got kicked in the face. Though as he continued to rant Riley couldn't help but begin to feel a little nervous. These people didn't understand that Relic truly meant no harm to them. Then there's the part where he's just rambling on like an ass. So yea, things weren't looking so good.

Her fears were confirmed when the familiar 'click' of a round of ammunition being prepared to fire reached her ears. Now was not the time for any of his usual antics. A stranger was pointing a gun at them, and now he didn't seem afraid to use it.

Riley sucked in a breath and slowly stood, positioning herself between Relic and the gun, holding up her hand. "Hey look," her voice started out a little shaky so she cleared her throat, "I'm sorry about my friend here. He's kind of stupid...and a child. I promise you we had no intention of hurting you or taking anything from you. We were looking for a place to sleep and he just got excited about the tree house." Her eyes made contact with his own, her gaze begging him to believe her. All they wanted to do was rest.

[䏠xote]

[ "have a little faith in me, okay?" ]

faith seemed to calm, just a fraction, turning his attention to riley. he was still, breathing heavily, heart pounding in his ears before he slowly lowered the weapon. his hands shook as he unloaded it and tapped the safety on.

"...try anything funny and i won't be forgiving."

he warned, his tone stern and stressed. he swallowed, and leaned down, gathering siren into his arms and pulling her close, pressing into the corner. he watched them with wary, bright eyes, a shadow under them from the lack of rest.

"where are you coming from?"

faith shot a look at relic, one arm supporting siren's weight and the opposite hand cradling her head as he let her rest against him. what was this idiot's deal, anyway? this wasn't really an appropriate time to be having fun. within the night, the girl in his arms could be dead, potentially leading to the end of the whole lot of them, and this absolute walnut had the audacity to make jokes? it was disorienting. at least the girl with him made... even a fraction of sense in comparison.

[sataraxias]

Why was the first thing she did to keep safe to throw him under the bus? He’s kind of stupid... and a child. Damn it, he was neither. He had to swallow the retort that rose in his throat - no, you’re stupid Riley May - to let her talk the guy with a gun down. Still, his jaw clenched together.

She wants a place to sleep, he nearly corrected, but instead he opted to stay silent. They didn’t want him to talk, he wouldn’t talk. But he had no intention of sleeping the day away, even if the weather was so cruddy. Things to do, umbrellas and other things to get. He completely ignored the other question. Who cared where they came from? This dude, apparently. Not him.

Relic dropped down as the gun was lowered, slinging his backpack off his back. He wasn’t particularly careful with the action - Riley got whacked - but there it was, on the small wooden deck in front of him. He unzipped it. Cans. He had food. Soup and fruit.

They’d eat the fruit, he decided, pulling out a can of pineapple pieces. Then he pulled out a can of...lychees. What even were lychees? Hell, beggars couldn’t be choosers. He’d eat them.

“Food,” he announced, holding up the can of pineapples. He was tempted to throw it and hit the guy’s face, but maybe that’d be taken as an act of aggression. Instead, he leaned forward to send the can rolling through the door.

[bailey.t136]

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paragraph though the thought of the new stranger had to have been with positive interests in mind, the can had other intentions and swivled dramatically on the musty planks of the fort. it rolled and clanked over the knots and slid right into sirens calf, sending a searing wave of pain through her that made the hair on her neck stand.

paragraph she tried not to scream. again. now wasn't the time or place to show weakness, but her fingers dug into faiths arm and her hazy eyes squeezed tight. "oh my God..." she barely whispered.

paragraph "thank- thank you." she didn't like them- these strangers, but for some reason, faith had decided to trust them... and she trusted him with everything she had. her eyes searched for his reassuring gaze as she lifted her head against his chest. she needed his eyes. once again, their childhood bubbled to her mind.

paragraph a schoolgirl had cornered her one PE afternoon, drowning her with questions about her family- about faith. she had always hated new people, friends, and relationships, and this girl knew it. "what's he like? im thinking about asking him to the dance with me. i know you're like, his little sister or pet or whatever. just figured you'd know how i could win him over." nothing worried siren more than uncertainty and this girl had awoken it in her. was she just a pet to him? but faith had come around the corner moments later to her rescue. it was one of the first times they had really connected. he stood up for her when she couldn't, and she wouldn't forget it. their eyes had communicated all they needed to and now that beautiful language still rose between them.

paragraph"you okay?" her blistered lips formed the silent words as she watched him. he had been in pain- she could see it clearly now.

[ethereal .]

The second the stranger lowered his weapon she let out a sigh of relief. She knew she didn't always have a way with words, but it had to be better than anything Relic would have said. It was honestly debatable. Before she could mutter a thank you she felt Relic's backpack slamming against her body. Seriously? Shooting him a glare she lowered herself onto the floor again and allowed her body to relax a fraction.

Since Relic clearly wasn't going to answer this guy's question, she decided that she would. "Uh, we came from the town over. I only met Prince Charming over here a day ago, so I get how you're feeling right now." She snickered, her gaze wandering from the others, to Relic, and then back. It was clear that this girl wasn't doing so well, and that he would do anything to protect her. Riley made a mental note of the way he held and looked at her; definitely not siblings.

"My name is Riley by the way..not Sharon..and you don't have to worry about me trying to steal your girlfriend. I mean she's pretty and all, but I prefer them to be male." Riley chuckled awkwardly and cleared her throat, trying to ease some of the tension between the group.

[sataraxias]

“If I’m Prince Charming, where’s my Cinderella and my happy ever after?” Relic asked, setting the canned fruit he held on the floor beside him. He zipped his backpack shut and then looked at Riley, his brow furrowed. “Why did I draw the short straw and get stuck with one of the ugly stepsisters? Mind the pack.”‌

Relic was climbing down the ladder before the girl even had time to react. He took his time travelling across the backyard, because the house held a stink he wasn't eager to get back into. He considered the corpse lying in the doorway, disgust and on his face. “You’ve seen better days, random tree house stranger’s mother.”‌ he told it sincerely, stepping over it to get into the kitchen, which he proceeded to search as quickly as possible for cutlery, taking a handful of spoons from a drawer.

He climbed back up to dump the spoons on the platform, and then he'd dropped down again, wandering this time to a corner of the backyard to vomit in a bush. He'd realised exactly what that smell in the house was. All too familiar and completely, utterly disgusting.

[䏠xote]

[ "have a little faith in me, okay?" ]

siren could feel faith stiffen as the can hit her, gripping her more tightly. he didn't have to speak--his brown eyes burned, echoing the 'watch it, you ass' playing out in his head. he looked down at her as she spoke, exhaustion on his features, but he didn't dare relax. not just yet. "i'm fine." he murmured, and stroked her hair out of her eyes, expression softening as his gaze rested on siren't features.

"the town over..." he murmured quietly, red brows knitting. "so it's everyone, huh? i was hoping that it was more local than that but..." no such luck. he didn't understand what was going on, but he supposed that it didn't really matter right now. not until he was sure siren was going to make it. she wasn't out of the woods--not yet. there was no reason thinking about the future if she wasn't going to be a part of it.

"i'm faith. this is siren. and she's... she's not my girlfriend..." the young man muttered, face flushing and voice quieting before he cleared his throat. "this is her house. i used to live across the street." he watched as relic climbed down, and wrinkled his nose. that expression only intensified as he caught tell-tale sound of someone losing their... well, probably anything that relic had eaten for the last day or so. that idiot... finally the reality of everything was catching up with him, huh?

faith picked siren up a bit more, pulling her fully into his lap to keep her legs off of the floor, being careful of her wound. he grabbed the can, and popped the top off of it easily--thank god for the easy aluminum ones. "hand me a spoon?"