forum //where the dead men lie// >>closed<< stalkers welcome tho 0.0

Started May 24, 2021 by @Celeste_X0X0_ group

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Gus blinked and looked up. "Huh? Oh this. Naw, y'ain't gotta thank me fer this. I'm only makin' up for sending you into that burnin' house." Disinfecting the needle, he threaded it and took a breath. "Watch th' door in case that girl peeks in, okay? I'll try not to poke too hard."

Elodie turned around giving her a slight devilish grin and nods, she goes to the cabinet, opens it and pulls out a bottle of vodka and Hennessy.

She sets the on the counter

"take your pick." She says to Jesse, motioning to the bottles with her hands, she gets out two clear drinking glasses, and set them on the counter in front of the bottles, she opened the cap of Vodka and poured herself a small bit, picking it up and sipping it, pulling the cup away from her, she made a sour face.

(That's fine you don't have to change it. Though you said she went back to where they held the water. Did you mean where they were?)

(Like, into the back of the shop, if that's where they are then yeah, like where they hold case waters)

(Right now the boys are in the staff-only room, which I think is a bit different from what you're saying?)

(Yeah lol that answers my questions)

Jez nods "don't kill me and we're good. I can take the pain," he says, though still plenty nervous. He was trying to hide it but he was failing.
"I wonder if she'll come in anytime soon" he asks, his eyes focusing on the door.

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"Hah!" Jesse laughs, her voice a bit louder than necessary.
She takes the vodka and fills the cup to the brim before downing it, letting it burn her throat.
"Veak" she jokes, though making a face at the same time. Her German accent replacing any w's with V's.

she heard voices the farther back she got into the store, but one of them sounded somewhat familiar.
the guy from earlier… she carefully approached the spotted door, seeing it shut but hearing multiple voices coming from the room, once she got to the door she went to the side of it, so her figure didn't cast a shadow under the door frame, she moved to just sit and listen to them talk from outside the door, pushing it into the room just a smidge.

Gus heard the door twitch, just slightly, but that was all. Focusing on his work, he spoke clearly so his voice carried into the next room. "Well I hope she shows up, 'cause we can't eat all these chocolate bars by ourselves. Besides, I wanna make sure she's okay. I never got a good look at 'er but it seemed like she's had a rough few weeks—or even longer." As he spoke, he started stitching up the largest cut on Jez's arm, going steadily but efficiently and trying to add as few stitches as possible.

Jez tries to keep himself from tending his arm up and jerking it away every time the needle slid through his skin. Though it hurt even more when the fishing line pulled through the already irritated skin. Giving him the most uncomfortable feeling. Though it wasn't as bad as the one time he has stitched up with strings from a deconstructed rope.
He looks at Gus in confusion, wondering why he was talking differently.
"Uh…I mean I guess we can't?" He says confused, already have forgotten about watching the door.
Though to be fair he was getting his arm stitched up. He couldn't help but focus on that.
"I've got some snickers she can have too if she wants. I wonder what food she likes…" He says, trying to get his mind off if his wound.

"I reckon she'd take just about anything, judgin' by how skinny she looked." Gus paused to clean off his needle again, he continued to speak in the hopes that it would also keep Jez's mind off the pain. "You didn't see anybody else in that house, did you? She didn't mention any friends or family she wanted t' find?"

Elodie gave a single laugh and continued sipping, the strong alcohol.

"your accent, its familiar… where are you from, or your accent per say?" she asked Jesse, eyeing her from top to bottom, then back up again.

She's pretty hot, now that i'm really paying attention She thought to herself, then mentally scolded herself with
goddammit Elodie pull your useless bisexual ass together, yes you're stuck with a cute girl; who is literally clinging to her girlfriend, who we don't even know is dead, like a life raft, but its literally the apocalypse, you have better things to worry about like surviving.

Jesse pours yet another full glass and downing it before setting the glass down on the table rather hard.
Her thick lips curl into a small smile "vouldn't you like to know veather boy" she says with a wink, leaning back and lifting her arms behind her head and stretching.
She was only wearing a sports bra and some camouflage army pants, leaving her dark skin to show. Scars of all different shapes and sizes colored her body along with specially placed freckles. The scars varied from small circular cigarette scars, some newer some older, and long gashes along her body that had scarred pretty badly, leaving lighter colored skin where they lay.

Jez lets out a sigh "I hope there wasn't anyone else in there. She didn't say much. She just kinda scurried around. If anything I was the one following her" he says with a chuckle
"She seemed terrified though. I feel bad…" His voice lowered into a small mumble as his eyes focused on his cut.

Elodie blushed a little, using her hand to cover her face as she faked a cough.

"Yeah I would, actually." She said, with a sly grin, her eyes sparkling in the slight sun coming through the kitchen window.

She downed her Vodka, then poured herself another glass, sipping it gently.

"Well….she's got us now," Gus replied, carefully tying off the first set of stitches and starting on the second. "We just gotta help 'er see we ain't gonna hurt 'er, first of all. Then we can find out if there's anybody out there she needs to meet back up with." He was falling into the rhythm of his task, and although it wasn't a perfect job, he was rewarded by the sight of the nasty cuts closing up neatly and the blood slowing from a drip to nothing at all. "Almost done here Jez. How's it feelin'?"

Jas just listened to them talk, a couple questions crossing her mind at there words before she heard something, help me..find someone..? Like..like..my brother..? She bit on her lip, she needed there help to find him she knew that much, she couldn't survive on her own and they seemed pretty capable.
She moved to stand up, using the wall as her support, she made herself visible, but not making eye contact slightly holding onto the wall.
"My..my brother, i want to find my brother.." was all she said, looking up at them at the end of her sentence as if searching there eyes for something.

Jesse let out a small laugh, "Deutsch" she says, her eyes looking into Elodie's rather intently
those eyes….
She takes the glass from her to pour herself a drink, her hand brushing against Elodie's. Jesse's skin was naturally really warm but almost unsettlingly so. Though it helped her in the winter.
"From Germany" she speaks up not too long after, "I vas raised there"

-

Jez shakes his head "like shit. But a ton better than to you" he says, leaning the back of his head on the wall
Just then his eyes flicked to the girl in the door way.
He looks to Gus then back to the girl "was he in the building?" He asks, concerned

Despite knowing she was there, Gus jumped and almost stabbed Jez with the needle. He looked up at the girl in surprise, then tipped back his hat so he could see her better. "Well…..sure thing kid, we'll help you find your brother if we can. But uh….yeah, what my pal here said. D'you know where he might be?"

"Um no, he wasn't…i haven't seen him in years…" She looked back down at her hands moving to pick at the loose threads on her sleeves, frowning deeply.
She looked up when she heard Gus. "You..you willM really?"

Jez nods, his brows furrowed "of course. Why wouldn't we" he says, trying to calm himself down on the inside, as he was scared Gus was gonna make another wound to be stitched up when he jumped.
"Whats your name-by the way" he asks, wondering what to call this girl.

Elodie gave a smile and her eyes twinkled simply, she raised her hand to the kitchen window, and feeling the warm sunlight on her skin, she turned back to Jesse.

"I think its cute…the way it makes you speak" she said in regards to Jesse's accent, she raised an eyebrow in curiosity

"was it different from here? Germany I mean?" she asked, her mouth a thin line on her face.