Dinoplot|| Trevor and Faith

Aug 05, 2007 03:18

If she could have taken sitting in her hut, she would have. But the cell...see, it had the bars. Sure she could walk in or out like it was no big, but it was that idea of jail. That idea that it kept her out of the gen pop. She'd gone up to the compound and let herself in, finding not only her best buddy V-man, she had Trevor and his fuckin' mouth ( Read more... )

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fights4britain August 5 2007, 07:34:48 UTC
It was abnormally warm, that was Trevor's first assessment as he felt jostled into a state of not quite but approaching wakeness. Now, why he would be jostled at all, he did not know, and did not appreciate, as if somone was touching him, he was going to be fucking pissed. But the more the sleep cleared his humidity fogged mind, the more he was aware of what seemed to be suspiciously like another body, and that felt like an ankle hooked around his ankle, and what the bloody fucking hell was....

He opened his eyes when the words were uttered, and stared first up at the canopy of tees, which made no fucking sense, and then, almost apprehensively but still darkly curious, lifted his head and looked down into a pair of eyes he did not want to see.

"Fucking hell," he spat, jerking and scrambling to get up, but the ankle that was hooked with his impeded his movement, and just resulted in him flopping face first into the ground, as he kicked at Faith with an irritiated and groggy snarl.

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scooby_rebel August 5 2007, 07:51:24 UTC
Faith was half up on her arms, one knee under her as she tried to get away as well. His boot connected with her shin and she kicked him in return.

"Knock it off, fuckstick! What the fucking fuck?!" she growled, prepping for a fight. Another fight.

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fights4britain August 5 2007, 08:02:11 UTC
"What the bleedin' fuck are you complainin' about?! You werere on me!" This arguement sounded distincly familiar, but with slightly different wording, but he wasn't paying what was coming out of their mouths all that much attention, he was trying to just stand up, but a rude awakening was like a bad hangover as far as a teenager was concerned.

Floundering onto his feet, he swayed and pointed an accusing finger at the woman as his face burned and reddened with a combination of anger and mortification. "The fuck is going on? This ain't the jail!"

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scooby_rebel August 5 2007, 08:08:32 UTC
"No shit, Captain Obvious," she shot back, on her feet and backing up a little. Something moved in the underbrush and she turned fast.

"Man...I think we're fucked. What the hell's going on?"

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