[center][img]http://i68.tinypic.com/mhf02b.jpg[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/55cuDim.png[/img] [h2][color=a187be]Allison Revel[/color]|[color=662d91]Kusari Bloodworth[/color][/h2] [hr] [sub]Collab with [@Piercing Light][/sub][/center] They had taken Savannah away. That was all that Allison could think about on the ride to the motel, staring at her hands the whole time. She didn't put up much of a fight when they came for the body, but she did yell something nearly incomprehensible about Benediction and bringing the dead girl back to life. Her efforts would be fruitless, she knew that. Why would they waste Benediction's time bringing some kid back to life? Savannah's life didn't matter. By the time Allison had coaxed herself out of her trance, and pulled her gaze away from her hands, she was being led toward a motel in the town of La Plata, along with the rest of the students. It seemed that they wouldn't be going back to the school for now. This would be their temporary home for the next few days, a motel in a small town surrounded by press and soldiers. The easiest option would be to stay in a room and rest until they were told to leave; Allison's tired body definitely preferred this idea. Though, being alone in a room was the last thing Allison wanted right now. She needed to talk to someone, for various reasons. Allison immediately began looking through her fellow students. Angel was nowhere to be found, as she was taken in another vehicle with the injured. They had probably been taken to a hospital, for obvious reasons, Allison would have to go there later. Angel was probably okay, but it was still a good idea to go see how she was doing. The brunette spotted someone else rather quickly, a thin, white-haired girl who she'd been with over the course of the battle. [color=a187be]"Kusari!"[/color] Allison's voice was shaky and weak, but it was loud enough to be serviceable. She approached the girl, though, realizing that her eyes were quite red, and her cheeks were tear-soaked, she quickly tried to wipe her tears away with her hands, but this only served to spread dirt across her cheeks. Listless red eyes stared at the motel commandeered for Kusari and her fellow students. Why weren't they on a private jet or something to head back to the school? She was too tired and angry to bother thinking about it too much. Her eyes widened as she heard Allison call out to her. She turned to see a teary, dirty face looking back at her. Savannah's death obviously hit her hard, they must have been getting along. [color=662d91]If she cared so much then why did she waste time cutting up that automaton?[/color] She almost wanted to say it out loud, but she already knew the answer. Aberrations really couldn't control themselves, could they? [color=662d91]"Did you want something?"[/color] Kusari asked as she began to walk towards the motel. [color=a187be]"No, not really... I mean, how are you doing? Are you alright? Everything happened so fast..."[/color] Allison attempted to wipe the dirt from her face as she spoke, her words a mess almost as cluttered as her thoughts. Kusari raised a brow at Allison. It sounded more like she was the one that needed to be asked if she was alright. [color=662d91]"Chill out, I'm fine. I'm the last person you should worry about."[/color] Kusari said. She'd been disregarding her safety far more often than would be normal. [color=662d91]"Hrmm..."[/color] Kusari looked slightly up and tapped her chin. [color=662d91]"Your stigma... It's eased down... or something?"[/color] [color=a187be]"Y-yea."[/color] The question reminded her of the machine, filled with bodies both living and dead, and how she had cut it down and ran away without care for those inside. Allison tried not to dwell on it. They should've stopped and healed them, but they didn't. Allison's head felt as if it was stuffed with cotton balls. Everything seemed dulled, but Allison's stigma was still clearly present. It wasn't ruling her mind, but she definitely felt it, her thoughts crawling with it. The fighting hadn't been enough to fully sate it, of course nothing would, but it was almost as if the chaos around her had made it hunger for more. [color=a187be]"I'm sorry... I just feel like I need to talk to someone, with everything that's happened..."[/color] [color=662d91]"I hear what you're saying but..."[/color] Kusari looked back towards the motel. [color=662d91]"We can talk in my room later, after I wash this crap off of me and visit Cal in the Hospital."[/color] She said brushing crumbled pavement off her shoulder. [color=a187be]"Yea, of course, I'm sorry. I should probably do the same."[/color] Allison quietly berated herself for not noticing something so obvious. She considered, for a moment, asking to join Kusari, but quickly abandoned this idea though it was hard to hide the embarrassment at the thought from flooding her cheeks. Allison hurried into the building. [hr] [center][sub][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kas6akz1jWU]A Long Night[/url][/sub][/center] After scrubbing to the point her skin started to glow with her power, Kusari decided she had finally gotten the smell of death and gravel off of her and stepped out of the shower. She ended up soaking an entire towel just drying her hair, she was tempted to just cut it off and not bother, but then she'd have a pile of wet hair sitting in the bathroom and she didn't feel like explaining that. She walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her thin body. She was reminded of the time she walked out in front of Callan showing off more skin than she should have. The reaction, or lack of reaction rather, was depressing to think about. [color=662d91]"Hey Allison."[/color] She said, looking as if she were contemplating an existential conundrum. [color=662d91]"I'm attractive, right? But am I like... 'I'd hit that' attractive?"[/color] She said, taking a seat on the edge of her bed. The tired brunette sat, waiting on the bed farther from the bathroom door for a while before Kusari made her entrance. Allison's face became flushed immediately as the tall, lithe girl stepped out with only a towel wrapped around her. Her hands tightly gripped the mattress, her arms tense at her sides. She quickly averted her gaze to the floor. Anyone could tell she was flustered from a mile away. Somewhere in her head, she knew it had to just be teasing, but her stigma was still gnawing at her, so many things she wanted to say and do to the nearly naked girl. She turned her head to face Kusari again, staring deep into her eyes. [color=a187be]"Yea, there is definitely something attractive about you, Kusari." [/color] Well this was certainly surprising. Allison had reacted in a pretty obvious manner. Her gaydar was broken for sure. She was simply expecting a boring answer, but now she had a wave of thoughts with ulterior motives. She felt her face heat up as Allison looked her in the eyes. [color=662d91]"T-that so?"[/color] She anxiously gripped her towel near her chest. [color=662d91]"This body of mine hasn't exactly been great for my self-esteem. So that um, that means a lot to me."[/color] She stammered. Her heart was beating faster now, each pump like a knock on the door of her inhibitions. This wasn't okay though, was it? She still liked Callan, but the blue topped girl wasn't into her, besides it's not like they're dating anyway, so hooking up with someone wouldn't be a betrayal, right? Kusari shot up from the bed. [color=662d91]"Sorry, I uh, need to get my clothes from the dryer."[/color] She said, about to leave. Allison immediately stood, and moved towards the mostly naked girl, grasping her shoulder. [color=a187be]"Are you really going to tease someone like that and leave them cold?"[/color] Allison's mind was numb, her body felt hot. Kusari started this, and Allison needed her to finish it, even if it was just the stigma driving her. Kusari jumped as Allison grabbed her shoulder. This was a tempting mess she'd gotten herself into. She could easily leave right this moment, it wasn't as if she'd feel bad for saying no. As she thought about it, she couldn't find much reason to turn Allison down. What was the worst that would happen? She wouldn't feel awkward about it later, she wasn't so naive as to consider it something to be ashamed of or hidden. Still, she needed to see Callan first, just to make sure she was doing alright Kusari turned around and faced Allison. [color=662d91][i]She [b]is[/b] cute, and after all the shit I've gone through I deserve this right?[/i][/color] Kusari took a deep breath and put on a confident face. [color=662d91]"Alright, but first you need to take a shower."[/color] She also really did need to get her clothes from the dryer, the motel staff were likely too afraid to even touch her things. [color=662d91]"I'll be back later."[/color] She said, grabbing a robe from the room's closet and putting it on, making sure to avoid flashing Allison. Silly all things considered, but it was basically by reflex. She left the room and headed for the laundry room. Kusari was right, Allison was in desperate need of a shower, given the dirt still present on her face and hands. She had a while to wait on Kusari, it seemed. Allison took her time in the shower, letting the hot water wash away the day's events. She had time to get her clothes to the laundry room, and wait in a robe on one of the room's beds. She had started to consider whether or not this was a good idea. Kusari was certainly nice, but Allison had only known the girl for the better part of a day. It was clearly the stigma pushing things forward, but then again, Kusari did seem legitimately interested. That was concerning in itself, though. Why was Kusari so quick to do this? Well, as quick as one could be when going to visit someone else first. She had gone to visit Callan, right? The girl who's arm Zoe had rotted off. Was Kusari with this Callan, or something, or maybe she was being denied by her? Allison dropped the train of thought relatively quickly. She had no right to judge someone for using her as an out for sexual frustration. Allison went to retrieve her dried clothes and take them back to the room before Kusari returned. Having returned from visiting Callan, Kusari was now standing in front of the door to her room. She felt a pang of guilt in her chest, after all she was about to sleep with someone right after meeting the girl she had a crush on. [color=662d91]She's not into me anyway.[/color] She repeated in her head multiple times. She reached for the door, but stopped as her eyes met the crimson gleam of her claws. Wasn't this... a problem? Allison seemed to not mind her monstrous limbs, but she couldn't exactly be gentle with this arm. [color=662d91]"It'll be... fine."[/color] She said to herself, before opening the door. [color=662d91]"Hey."[/color] She greeted Allison, who was looking much cleaner than she was before. [color=662d91]"Sorry for taking so long."[/color] She said, walking over to the mini-fridge. She took out a bottle of water and sat down on the bed. She patted the bed, inviting Allison to sit next to her. [color=662d91]"Honestly, I wasn't expecting to be doing anything like this after all that happened. But I guess it beats moping around."[/color] [color=a187be]"Hey."[/color] Allison moved next to Kusari, still wearing one of the motel's robes instead of her regular clothes, which were piled neatly on the other bed. [color=a187be]"Are you sure you want to do this?"[/color] [color=662d91]"Trust me, I've thought about it."[/color] Kusari said. [color=662d91]"Any of us could die tomorrow, or the day after that. I don't plan on letting all of this break me down."[/color] She took a drink of the water, just now realizing how thirsty she was. She looked over to the pile of Allison's clothes. [color=662d91]So she isn't wearing anything under that...[/color] She was past the point of being flustered any more. [color=a187be]"Do you have any experience with this sort of thing?"[/color] Allison spoke softly, lightly resting her hand on Kusari's shoulder. This was the point of no return. [color=662d91]"I've only ever had a boyfriend, so... sort of? I'm sure I can figure it out."[/color] Kusari really didn't want to think about her ex, he dropped her faster than a bag of scorpions once he found out she was a subnatural. Kusari took the hand on her shoulder into her left hand. Allison had warm hands, it was comforting in a way. [color=a187be]"I'll take the lead then."[/color] Allison moved as close as she could, and leaned in to press her lips against Kusari's. She had a feeling this was going to be a long night.