Tohru mouths an apology, the words not completely coming free of his throat.
He glances sideways at the door. He's considering stepping out. But if there's anything out there, he might not be in the best shape to fight back.
He grabs the bottle of melatonin he grabbed from the store shelf and takes a bit. If he manages to get to sleep, he doesn't have to deal with this shit. Little does he know, it's just going to make matters worse. After all, he's just had something to drink. He's exhausted. He's on edge.
Cathal sniffles. “Im- s-sorry…for y-yelling…” he gets up and rushes to his ‘room’, followed by teddy.
"It's alright-" Tohru starts, but the words kind of rasp from the back of his throat.
He scratches at the back of his neck, swearing under his breath. Too much had happened for one day for everyone, and the last thing they needed was some know-it-all little brat running around.
He rolls over, pulls a blanket from his bag, and lays face-down, burying his face in the folds of fabric and fighting back the urge to scream in frustration.
Yvonne doesn't show up again that night.
Trianna didn't want to bother looking for her. It was clear enough that everyone's moods were horrible tonight, though why was unclear. Before the girl had showed up, Trianna had thought vereyone was happy.
She sighs. Oh well. . .
She goes over to her mats and lies down, closing her eyes and going to sleep.
Cathal sighs, heading to his own makeshift room and trying his best to sleep. He already knew he was gonna wake up screaming. It was a given now. And poor teddy had to deal with it. He snuggles into Teddy and closes his eyes, not being able to actually fall asleep for about an hour.
Yvonne woke up crying. Like usual. It was a given, nowadays. At least, since the apocalypse had started. The emotions she couldn't express awake came out when she was asleep; she didn't like that. She quickly dries her face and checks her face in her phone camera. Not too red or bloodshot.
She gets up and stretches, deciding to go down to the next level of the bunker. Or at least deciding to try.
Trianna was still asleep, though she was shaking and mumbling something.
Cathal yelps, jolting upright from his sleep. Teddy nuzzles into his side, whining slightly from worrying about his owner. Cathal gently pets him, then gets up and decides to search for the young girl. He saw too much of his sister in her to just leave her be. Teddy follows right beside Cathal like he always did.
He looks around, biting his lip.
Yvonne finds the door leading down and sighs. Locked. Maybe I can get someone to pick the lock. Or maybe. . .
She gets a stupid idea. She goes back and grabs her 4 gauge shotgun, loads it with a AP (armor piercing) slug and walks back over to the door. She places the barrel of the gun right on the lock and then pulls the trigger, the resultant BOOM loud enough for at least Cathal to hear.
She smirks and pushes open the now mangled door, heading down deeper into the bunker.
Cathal gasps and rushes to the source of the noise. He gently grabs her arm. “Stop-“ he gasps. He had a fearful look in his eyes. “The hell is wrong with you, kid?” He gently pulls her back and shuts the door, barricading it.
Tohru startles awake at the gunshot. His sleep was already bad, disrupted by fear, anger, and the mixture of drugs in his system. His heart rate was already higher than it should have been at rest, but upon hearing the gunshot, it shot up even further, and he wakes up gasping for breath, heart pounding, filled with sudden terror.
He tries to call out to ask what the hell is going on, but he's too breathless to do so.
Yvonne looks back at Cathal, unfearful. Brave.
"There may be supplies we can use down there." she replies simply. "I had a key. So I used it."
He huffs. “No you shot my door. And that room is no place for a 16 year old.” He says softly. It sounded like he was instead, talking to a 10 year old.
Yvonne narrows her eyes at Cathal, her Scottish accent thickening.
"It's the bloody apocalypse, bud. I've seen worse than what's beyond this door." she snaps, wrenching her arm from the man.
Tohru hears voices down in the bunker, telling him that at least there's none of the infected. No one has been killed. But it doesn't calm him down at all.
Tohru digs his nails down onto his legs, trying to slow everything down, but to no avail. Yet still, he's a bit curious about what's going on deeper in the bunker, and gets up, legs shaking, to investigate. Doubtless the brat had fired that gun. Probably for no reason.
He sighs, rubbing his forehead. “I know that. But I don’t want anyone in there. Understood?” He knew she’d just give more attitude. Just like her…
"Why? Ye store yer porn in there?" she snorts. "Ye watch hentai recently and forget t' clear yer brower history?"
He rolls his eyes. He couldn’t help but laugh. “No kid. There’s stuff in there that could hurt you. It’s best to just ask me if you’re so curious. I’ll tell you about it but I’m not letting anyone go down there. I don’t even let Teddy down there.”
"Teddy's a dog. I'm a human girl. And what in this bloody apocalypse isn't dangerous?" Yvonne growls. "Besides, I'd like to see ye get me before I'm all the way down there."
As she speaks she kicks open the door and leaps into the darkness, skipping steps like they were simply suggestions.
Tohru follows the voices into the bunker, still feeling the panic settled into every inch of his body. Yet, his breathing has steadied some, and he's curious. Plus, if Cathal needs help wrangling this child, maybe he can do something.
Tohru is still clumsy, a little disoriented, and he trips part of the way down the bunker stairs, landing just a little above Cathal.
Down a few flights of stairs led to a much darker room with no light switches. There were only some blue and purple lights. There were several containers of what seemed like blood and glowing substances. There were also cages with rats, birds and other fairly small creatures. Some were clearly infected, others not. A few were dead.
Cathal orders Teddy to stay there and he rushes to the girl, “Stop!” He sounded panicked now.
Yvonne takes all of this in at a glance, eyes narrowing dangerously.
"Hey, bud. Do ye care to explain why yer experimenting with the thing that killed my focking family?" she asks, her voice dangerously calm and collected. "Why yer experimenting with the very thing that is killing our god forsaken people?"
He sucks in a breath. “I’m trying to find a cure…” he whines. “I used to work in the medical felid…and- i-“ he whimpers, “I don’t want any more people dying…because of something I couldn’t prevent…”
Yvonne sighs, calming down slightly.
"Yer blood should work just fine if yer immune, bud. Figure out a way to inject the white blood cells themselves." she says. "And what do ye mean, 'that you couldn't prevent?' Did ye help make the infection pathogen?"
Tohru is close enough to get the last bit of the conversation, and is shocked back into a state where he can speak, at least a little.
"Cathal…" he whispers, his voice cracking, "That's… that's incredible."
But his gaze falls over to Yvonne.
"You better not fuckin touch a thing in there," he threatens, starting to lunge forward, "Believe it or not, some of us aren't keen on all of humanity dying. And- and no, he probably just means that the infection was unstoppable, once it started."
Yvonne whips around, the barrel of the shotgun pressed directly against Tohru's chest.
"Not. Another. Bloody. Step." she snarls. There was something unidentifiable in her eyes, something that spoke of bad past experiences with men.
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