Raw Deal

[Kermit]

Mmm, now that was the problem, wasn't it? The lack of danger, the lack of misfits; the lack of motivation. Complacency was festering like a tumour. They had nothing to fight against.

Val snapped her fingers unconsciously.

'If we can't live in peace, then let's die in peace.'

Here they were, living in peace; relatively sheltered. She hadn't even seen a corpse yet.

She needed a group who understood what was at stake. She needed a group that was competent yet damaged. Camille was competent; she was not damaged. Val didn't know much about Stephanie, but based on what she'd seen so far, Stephanie was neither.

There were too many people still left alive for a kumbaya mass suicide. She needed a new plan. She needed -

She needed to go. She needed to be pragmatic. This wasn't working.

She snapped her fingers again and shot up to her feet. "Shoot, I -" she interrupted herself; looking between Stephanie and Camille. "- I need to go. I'm sorry. I need to go. I need to leave. I need to be somewhere else."

She ran to the door, opened it. She looked back.

"Don't follow me. I'm sorry. You can't follow me. You shouldn't."

She ran as fast as she could.

((Valerija Bogdanovic continued in Someone's Watching))

[General Goose]

Camille wanted to say that ragtag band of misfits was a phrase and its connotations were largely positive, but then she reminded that knowledges of TvTropes was not as near-ubiquitous as it once was.

Ah well.

Val left.

Camille just waved. "Bye." Val had big ambitions, dreams that Camille had never really been convinced were the only way forward, and though they could have bonded over, say, the loss of Regina or something like that, there just wasn't anything there.

It was a shame, really.

She waited a few minutes after Val left.

Looked outside. Weather was miserable, but she couldn't sit here and hide from the world. She wanted to, at the very least, spectate in greater detail, to see the world as it was and try and learn something new before she died. Maybe reunite with someone. Discover a sense of meaning. At the very least have some thrills and emotions before she died.

"I've...got to go too. Sorry. Too restless to sit around here." Camille picked up her things and left. "Jessica should be back soon, I think you can take care of her better than I ever could. Bye."

With that, Camille left.

((Camille Bellegarde continued in Knight of Faith.))

[decoy73]

Val, and then Camille left. Why would they? The house was safe, the house was known. At least Jessica was just going to the bathroom. Stephanie just rolled her eyes as she walked over to the couch and lay down, waiting for Jessica to come back. They may have been struggling to stay alive, but at least they could struggle together.

((Stephanie McDonald continued in Don't Go Away))