The clubhouse. It was close. It was relatively small. Not much seemed to be going on around it. And she had a big freaking gun. If anybody was in the building, they could be armed with anything between a laser beam and a roll of Smarties. Jaq's current weapon, her assigned weapon, Joachim's weapon, ...

A smirk appeared on Jo's face as he suggested they retrieve a water bottle. Jaq smirked back,  he looked so pleased and cocky. She'd never seen him like that before. "good that we have experience in robbing people now..." He might be serious. Jaq stayed quiet for a moment. She choked on he...

Jaq nodded. He got the point. "We are both going to get out of this." She didn't know how they were getting out, but she knew it wasn't from suicide, homicide, or collar explosion. They were too prepared for it to come to that. "Just... don't do anything stupid, okay Jo?" It was ...

"You're right... About everything..." Her lip quivered. Chances. Odds. Probability. Somewhere there had to be betting pools. Bets on the first to die. The first to kill. The first to commit suicide. The first to kill twice. The first to blow themselves up trying to escape. The one who kill...

"One of us will die." Oh. FUH-KING great. Another fact to contemplate. It was a simple fact she knew even before she'd asked him to come along. It was a small detail she'd dismissed awhile ago because it wasn't important yet. A tiny little blip on the radar of things that were important i...

Jaquilyn whistled at the shot. She'd expected it to only go a few feet before falling. The speed behind it was surprising too. And the fact that it was a launching knife, nobody would be expecting it. She started towards the piece by the flag pole, counting her steps so she could get a better feel o...

Jaq turned her head to see the manual. Yowch. She turned so the gun was directly below the manual. She turned it over several times to locate and identify what numbers in the book corresponded to what landmarks on the gun. She lifted the oddly shaped magazine and examined it's parts. She moved it's ...

Jaquilyn's hand fell back down after Joachim slapped it, he hit the ground nearby shortly after. She smiled at Joachim's flattery. Even in a situation like this, it was nice to be complimented. "Aw come on, you were good too. I thought about punching Matt in the face before we took off. Just to...

(( Jaquilyn Locke continued from This Ain't No Make Believe )) Sweet, savory success. Jaquilyn almost laughed when she found herself on the greens. She leaned forward, to catch her breath, placing her hands on her knees to take some weight off of her back. The beautiful black bag she carried needed ...

Was she feeling bad? It was a good question. She was certainly feeling uneasy, but defining the feeling as good or bad seemed to simple. The feeling was more grey to her. Mostly because she didn't want to deal with it, and therefor refused to define it. She probably felt bad about it, but for now sh...

Jaquilyn grinned at Joachim's unexpected flirt. She didn't really have much to say back. Not much was sexy about having worn the same clothes for a couple of days. "Keep swinging, slugger." She turned her head to begin a wink before she saw what he was doing. She held her breath and took s...

They made their way back to the body. Jaq stayed behind Joachim, preparing the fight with her stomach to keep her food down. He bent down and reached for the wound without hesitating. She clenched her jaw as he struggled to remove the blade. As it came free, it made a horrible, wet sound. Her stomac...

Joachim began to scold and reprimand her. Almost like her attempt at regular conversation was disgusting to him. He didn't look mad, he looked more- He broke out into laughter. Her mood now mirrored, Jaquilyn felt her muscles and mind relax. There was no apparent danger, she was just busting his cho...

Her offer for openness had been volleyed back at her. Jaq wasn't expecting to have to share again so soon. She scrambled to recover. "Uh-" Maybe it wasn't the best thing to say. While it certainly made sense to her, how could she ever explain it to him. Fuck, and with the damn cameras ever...

"We..?" Please. Don't start with that. Even if he was right she didn't want to talk about what might happen when- "I doubt that they'll have parades for killers such as us." Not in the slightest. Unless more than one student could get home, it would be a tragic loss on part of t...