MIKA BLACKFOOT
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Regeneration & Healing
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Regeneration & Healing
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BEATRICE FOLLEY
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Sonic Scream & Push
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Sonic Scream & Push
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THANE RUTHERFORD
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Metal Manipulation & Sharp Shooting
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Mika looked at her new acquaintances and watched the blonde woman seize her up. At least she had the right idea. Survival was what they should be looking out for and even though this new woman threatened Mika, Mika could at least respect the fact that she had her head in the right place.
"My name is Marianne and this is Aru. I am glad we got to you before... those.... they did. Do you happen to know what is going on around here? The town is pretty much deserted. It looks like it was part of a war zone or something.” The lady, now known as Marianne, said to her. Mika nodded, placing names on their faces. “You aren't injured right? I don't see anything on your person. Since we haven't seen many people, I am assuming the hospital is pretty crowded. It probably isn't the safest place to go. What is your name? Are you a local too?”
Mika sighed. She sure was a talkative lady. Then again, she couldn’t blame her. When the world was going to shit and there was no explanations, it was only natural to ask as many questions as possible. Mika really wished she could have explained but she couldn’t. “I’m unaware of what is going on as well. I’m not hurt… I just woke up like this, covered in blood.” She sighed. It didn’t make much sense to her either and it was starting to get uncomfortable. The blood was drying and flaking on her skin and the smell stung her nose with the scent of iron.
“As for my name…” That was a good question. How had it not occurred to her until now to identify herself? Oddly enough, she really couldn’t remember who she was. She caught a glimpse of dog tags around the woman's throat and reached up to see if she had her own. Luckily she did. “Mika Blackfoot.” She read out loud. “I suppose thats me.”
The smaller boy who had been quiet up until now, jerked wildly and looked around, asking them if they had heard anything. Mika hadn't and the woman hadn't either. Mika briefly wondered if the kid had already lost his marbles from the pressure. "Someone's in trouble.” The boy pressed and then turned and ran. Did he not realize the woman he was with was also in trouble of bleeding out from her wounds and causing more problems because of her hurt foot? Marianne turned her back to Mika and for a moment she considered making a move, but something about the two of them screamed innocence. Besides, innocent until proven guilty, as the old saying went.
"I don't know about you but I guess if there is someone else out there, we should help and stick together.” Marianne told her and with thats she began limping away after the kid. Mika knew she was right. Power in numbers was a valid tactic. Mika still wasn’t sure about them but she followed anyways. She kept her distance behind Marianne and watched out for anything that could pop out and harm them.
Mika watched as Marianne caught up to the boy, Aru, and seemed to have a bit of a talk with him. Not wanting to intrude, she hung back and kept watch. When things seemed resolved, she walked closer and got the gist that they were following the group in the distance. Mika paused when she saw the child and winced. That girl could be barely older than ten. At least Aru was old enough to take care of himself… A small child like that had no chances of protecting herself. Mika got a bad feeling in her stomach. She would have to worry about that later though.
“Look, if we are going to follow them, we have to make sure we don’t get caught. It will only look more suspicious if they realize we have been tailing them. Not many people I know would want to have strangers tag along, much less people who have been stalking them.” Mika stated and then looked at Marianne’s bitten leg; bite wounds she assumed only came from the crazy lunatics around them. Slowly, so to show the lady that she meant no harm, Mika leaned down to look at the wound. “We will have to get this covered as soon as possible. We don't need you bleeding out.” She looked around before grabbing her own shirt and ripping the bottom off and leaning forward to wrap it around the woman's leg. The moment Mika’s hand touched the bite mark though, a painful burning sensation dug into her own leg, making Mika want to scream. She instantly pulled her hand away and froze at what she saw. Somehow the bite wound, within the seconds Mika’s hands had covered it, looked half healed. The bruising had gone from a purple to a yellow, the blood had stopped oozing and was beginning to clot and lead to a scar. Mika looked at her own hands in shock. What the hell had happened?
Before she or the other two could question her, she quickly tied the cloth around her leg and stood up, backing away. Had Mika just done that? That was impossible. She looked at her hands and then at Marianne and Aru. “Right… lets keep moving.” She ushered and tried to keep her mind off of what just happened.
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Beatrice sniffled nervously as Jolene squatted down next to her. "I... I don't know where your mommy and daddy are. But I promise you that I will keep you safe until we find them.” She told her. Bee nodded. The lady was being very nice. We're going to go meet up with my friend. He'll help keep us safe and find your parents.” Bee nodded again. Any friend of hers was sure to be nice. She stuck next to Jolene and clung to her nervously, trying to stay quiet as Jo had indicated.
In the kitchen Beatrice felt Jolene pause before going to close the curtains before Bee had time to look outside of them. She came back to her and bent down again. "I found your mommy and daddy. They... They are sick.” Beatrice felt her stomach drop and she wanted to cry. Would they be okay? Did they just have a cold or something worse? The way Jolene looked at her made her realize it was probably worse then the common cold."They are going to a better place though. They wanted to say bye but don't want to get you sick... And asked me to look after you now. I promise to take good care of you, ok?” Bee nodded and sniffled. A better place would be good. Her parents always complained that they didn’t get enough vacation days. Maybe this would be a vacation for them? Besides, Jolene seemed like a good person to hang around.
Bee followed Jolene out onto the porch and ambled onto the woman's back when she dropped down. "I need you to hold onto me really tight and don't let go.” Bee wrapped her arms around her shoulders and carefully pressed her face into the woman's back. She felt Jolene creeping slowly before taking off at a sprint. "Close your eyes Bee!” Jolene yelled and Bee did as she was told, shutting her eyes as tight as she could and pressing her face into the woman's back.
They were running for a while before Jolene yelled, “JED!" Soon enough Jolene came to a halt and let Bee slide down from her back. Even though Jo looked tired she instantly leaned down to Bee and asked if she was okay. Bee nodded again and looked around nervously. What had her so shaken up?
"Beatrice, this is Jed.” Bee looked over at the man and gave him a shy wave. She would have stuck close to Jolene the whole time but within the next few moments Jolene was turning, telling her to stay with this new man and then she was running off.
Beatrice watched as Jolene ran away, probably off to go save someone else like she had saved Bee. Bee was kind of amazed. The woman was just like a super hero, defeating all the bad guys. Bee decided that if the woman was a super hero, she would like to stay around her a lot longer.
Bee looked over at the man who Jolene had left her with. Mister Jed. He looked kind of scary, and dirty, but she could see in his eyes that he was soft. She was an innocent girl, but she could read people very well. His whole appearance screamed stranger; someone who she should run away from. But Bee knew better than that. The way he held his bow, as if he was ready to protect them from anything that came, and the way his eyes grew softer when he saw Jolene made her know for sure that he was a nice guy on the inside. She briefly wondered if this man was Miss Jolene's super hero side kick. If that was true, she would be safe with him too.
The other two people that were with him looked nice as well. A kind looking lady with rich skin and another boy who looked younger than the others. Bee shyly waved at them and adjusted her backpack straps nervously. "My name is Beatrice Folley. It's nice to meet you." She introduced herself, just like her parents had always told her to do when meeting new people. She didn't have much time to say anything else because a loud noise from nearby made her jump. Her automatic reaction was to scramble beside the older man who was Jo's sidekick.
Bee nervously pressed beside him and grabbed onto the bottom of his shirt nervously. "Mister... you won't let anything hurt me right? Please and thank you." She whispered and looked up at the man with her big, scared eyes. "Will Miss Jolene be coming back soon? She will be ok, right?" As much as she believed that this man could protect her, she felt very comfortable around Jolene. The woman was so sweet. Beatrice only hoped she would be ok.
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Thane winced as the afternoon sun pierced into his eyes upon his entrance into the open world. He supposed he had been in that dark drug store for a while if the sun was doing such a number on his eyes. Said eyes barely had enough time to adjust to the light before his whole world was thrown upside down again.
He heard her coming before he saw her and just as he turned his head to figure out who was running closer, she had already arrived and was thrusting her crow bar at his face. Thane flinched and dodged out of the way before the metal rod could find its way into his brain.
“Woah, woah!” He yelled as he backed up. He looked over to see the person pulling her iron crowbar out of another persons head. “Wait a damn minute!” He yelled as he tried to understand the situation. He pointed his bat at the now deceased person on the ground. “Who the hell is that!?” He then pointed his bat at the living person. “Who the hell are you!?” He hissed.
The person in from of him was… questionable, to say the least. Was it a boy? Was it a girl? Somehow Thane hoped it wasn't a boy because somehow he found this person roguishly attractive. Usually short cropped hair, tattoos and dirty hick outfits didn’t really turn his gears but something about the way it had just killed a person unflinchingly was kind of… hot? Did that make him messed up? Probably. Did he care? Nah. He looked over the person again as they stood up and his eyes landed on their, or should he say her chest. Not the biggest he had ever seen, but tits were still tits. Turns out it was a woman after all. Unfortunately from the looks of it Miss Tattoo’s and Attitude didn’t look like she played the field of men. Rather, she looked like she batted for the same team as him.
Of course, considering she had just saved his life, he should have been thankful and compassionate towards this woman, but being the standoffish, entitled asshole he was, he began to run his mouth.
“Listen here Pixie Cut, I don’t know who the hell you are or why you just downed that man… My theory being that he forgot to pay you child support for your bastard kid, or that he didn’t have enough of your favourite drug, but you need to start talking. What the fuck is going on here?” He rested his bat on his shoulder, ready to swing at any time if the he-lady decided to make a move at him next.
Somehow the distant memory of the area rang in his mind and he snorted to himself. “I get it. A whore from hooker county. How very classy?” He snorted and looked at her. She looked tough, then again it could be the whole butch persona, but she was smaller than him. Even if she was strong, his weight alone could pin her down if need be. Not that he would be opposed to having her under him. She was hot in a I-Could-Turn-Your-Girlfriend-Gay kind of way.