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[h1][color=f9ad81]Ellie[/color][/h1]
[b][color=f9ad81]Tostarena Town[/color]
[color=f9ad81]Rank 1[/color]
[color=f9ad81]6/10 EXP[/color][/b]
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Ellie furrowed her brows as she heard the first of them speak - the imp, to be specific. Why were they heading for the mountain...? She supposed that place would be free of infected. They couldn't survive very well in the cold, after all. Not on their own. But... it was chilly as fuck up there. Like- anyone who wasn't a fucking penguin would probably freeze in those kinds of temperatures. Not that she'd ever been up there... but she'd been in cold-ass places before. They fucking sucked without the proper gear. Hell, they even sucked WITH the proper gear.

She slid back a bit to hopefully stay more hidden - crouching down further as she did so. Hopefully these fucknuggets wouldn't have the bright idea to check behind any doors. The shit they were talking about was making Ellie pretty damn suspicious, especially as the shorter kid with the goggles started talking. She didn't get a good look at whoever he was talking to - but it sounded like he was missing people? Ellie could relate to that, at least. Just about everyone could these days. But losing people didn't make you an inherently good person. Everyone's lost people, after all.

But... as fate would have it, the goggle boy decided to make the very shop that Ellie was hiding in his first place of interest.

[color=f9ad81][b][i]"Shit!"[/i][/b][/color] Ellie muttered to herself in a whisper. The door had been wide open, so as Raz made his way in, she simply backed further behind it. She stayed crouched all the while - making sure not to make a sound. Her hand hovered near her hip, where her gun was. She was more than prepared to open fire on this dork if she had to. But for now, staying out of sight was her main priority. Ultimately, she should've seen this coming. They [i]did[/i] say that they needed supplies, after all. She should've just stayed in her room...

Before long, even more people made their way into the shop, much to Ellie's chagrin. [color=f9ad81][i]'Geez... how many of these assholes are there!?'[/i][/color] she thought to herself as she watched them all make their way in. Some big guy... some thin guy... bunch'a weirdos, basically. They all shouted back and forth like some kinda arguing family. They seemed to be tight on cash - which, ya know, made sense. Who the hell carried cash in the post-apocalypse? No one, from what she knew. That was one of the things that she liked about this place. They managed to have the closest thing to a functioning society that she'd seen in like... ever, really.

Among this group was a tall lady with red hair. She reminded her of Marlene, sorta. She had that like- air about her. The kind of air that screamed, "I don't take shit from anyone!" Had she not been hiding from these people (and generally just not a very trusting person at all), maybe she'd have admired her more. But ultimately, she knew that more than likely, these people didn't have the best intentions. Even if the lady in question had immediately apologized to her-

Oh. She'd been caught, hadn't she? Well, shit.

[color=f9ad81][b]"Uhhh..."[/b][/color] Ellie slowly stood back up and tried to play things off as cool as she could. She was surprised that this lady hadn't called her out immediately for creeping around like this. But then again, she supposed that in this kind of world, people acting suspicious was pretty normal. Everyone did what they had to do to survive, after all. That survivalist instinct was what made shit like this seem ordinary. [color=f9ad81][b]"It's... fine."[/b][/color] Ellie assured the woman, seeming pretty awkward as she spoke.

She still absolutely did not trust these assholes at all. People could seem like the nicest folk alive, only to then stab you in the back as soon as it was turned. But Ellie definitely couldn't be openly hostile to these guys, either. She had a whole crew with her - and some of them were pretty fucking big dudes too, from the looks of things. The rest of her crew had since left the shop to go grab some grub from the nearby eatery. Ellie had never tried any authentic Mexican food before she'd ended up in this place. The shit they had here tasted fucking fantastic, though. Smelled great, too. It was definitely better than the scraps those soldiers handed out back in the big cities. 

But Ellie was getting a tad off track.

She kept her distance from Jesse as they spoke. Ellie was definitely more tense than the other - which was obvious from just her body language. She kept her hand near her gun at all times, ready to draw it at a moment's notice. She was just about to question Jesse further... when another one ran in. For a brief few moments, her and Jesse had been the only ones left in the shop, with everyone else having long since left. Ellie was tempted to follow them... but she was sure that getting the info she needed here wouldn't be hard at all.

The other one that ran in was definitely like- weird. He had the worst case of bed-hair she'd ever seen. Like, she gets it. In a world overrun by infected fungus people, nice looking hair wasn't something most people were concerned about. But... [i]c'mon man.[/i] She knew five year olds who could do better than that. His clothes were a whole other area of concern - really, that was all more than enough to give him an uneasy look all around. But it was more of an embarrassed uneasy as he ran in all jovially.

But then he stopped and gave [i]her[/i] a look in turn. But it wasn't the awkward, embarrassed kind. No, no. This one was much more familiar to Ellie. It was the suspicious, very uneasy kind. The kind of look you gave someone when you weren't sure if you were gonna let them go, or beat the hell outta them. Ellie's hand drew closer to her gun as she locked gaze's with Sora. It was hovering right over it at this point. 

[color=f9ad81][b]"He a... friend of yours?"[/b][/color] Ellie asked Jesse in an uneasy manner. She gave Jesse a side-glance as she spoke, but she kept her primary focus on Sora on the while. One sudden move, and she was ready to fill this clown-shoes wearing motherfucker with about seven or eight different holes.

Or just one, if she managed to get the headshot.

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