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LONG BLEEP ([personal profile] bicth) wrote in [community profile] turnout 2024-07-30 08:18 am (UTC)

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[ The escape from the bunker had been chaotic, but not so chaotic that Hella hadn't caught glimpses of the rampage that Mark had gone on. Had things not unfolded the way they did in gore and blood, it would've been an opportune moment to say I told you so, but she's lost nearly all her good humor after roughing in the woods for a few days on an empty stomach. She's tired and afraid and exhausted, not to mention concerned, with how he seems to be spinning out.

Or, that's what she takes it as, when she catches him staring down a deer in a nearby bush, ready to pounce on it like an animal. The team does need food, so she won't sabotage his efforts immediately, but she does wonder if it's everyone's benefit that's driving that hungry look in his eyes... or if it's something far more primal.

Rather than say anything and potentially spook the dear, she reaches into her pocket and produces a berry from it, winding her arm back and throwing it squarely at the side of his head, wondering if his reaction might tell her how much of a grip he has, right now. If he swivels around snarling, she'll know it's a good thing she interfered — if not, well, maybe they can work together to catch this damn thing. If he looks over after she pelts him, she's just crouching in a bush making a 🤷‍♀️ gesture, as if asking what the hell he's doing. ]

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