15th Fix

[technohippie]

[Quinn knows he can't hide in Cyuss's house forever. Eventually, he has to go back to work or he'll get droned into doing it, which is the last thing he wants to happen, next to being brutally murdered like most of the town has been. Luckily, he didn't get a letter, but that doesn't make him feel much better. He knows that friends of his out there are dead or going crazy and there's nothing he can do about it.

Quinn manages to drag himself to school, and seeing a meager amount of non-drones amongst the staff and classes, he's not sure what to do.]

Um. Let's just call this a free study period, okay? Just take it easy.

So... How is everyone holding up?

[On the way home, he'll be make a quick stop for food and cigarettes. He'll be walking hastily back to Cyuss's house, but you're free to stop him along the way.]

Comments

[iflifehadaface.livejournal.com]

[Quinn had seen Scott a bit off his mark before. Perhaps "off his mark" wasn't as severe a term to describe what Quinn will see on his walk home.

Scott is holding what looks like a rusty machete in one hand, his other clutching his stomach as a decent portion of blood trickles between his fingers. The young "hero", if he could be called such now, limps on his left leg, the other dragging behind him as if it were dead and useless.

Scott, through one good eye, looks up to catch sight of Quinn. He freezes in place, his expression stuck in a perpetual state shock and surprise. His lips do not move, and it seems as if he cannot call out to Quinn.]

[achromous]

[Hilda looks extraordinarily tired and jumpy, glancing around on occasion as she sits in the classroom. She still hasn't killed anyone, and the hallucinations ate at her; what were they doing to her Pokemon while she sat here? Was her mother okay? Would she turn a corner and see her body in a bush like she'd seen Hilbert--]

Um--I'm only staying an hour, okay...?

[Just so she doesn't get droned.]

[jaws5sonofjaws.livejournal.com]

[Mart is clutching his gut. He got a nasty near gutting form his target after trying to bludgeon him with a rock.

Its bandaged but it still hurts like hell. Not to mention the town amping up his fear of getting eaten.

Nobody look at him hungrily.]

I've been better.

[ra-ra-razputin.livejournal.com]

[Not!Dad! Raz hasn't seen you in days! He just happens to spot Quinn while on a supply run for the KND hideout.]

Hey! You're okay!

[stardust-legacy.livejournal.com]

Pretty shitty.

... Got a cigarette?

[getsciencedone.livejournal.com]

[Also there so she doesn't get droned. She walks into the class room. She looks...really tired.]

Oh good you're still alive.

[Which she shouldn't care about at all, but someones feeling a little more....human today.]

Did you not get a letter either?

School

[ex_seventh238]

[About ONE HAIR SHORT of bumping into you while holding onto a stack of papers, right when both of you veered the same corner but coming from differing directions! Good thing she had the reflex to pull back in time... It'd be a hassle to pick these sheets back up if they were to be scattered. ;;]

--! O-oh, mister Quinn, I'm sorry for almost running into you!