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When; Backdated to the 17th (I think).
Rating; R, to be safe. Nathan is Nathan, after all.
Characters; Alisha Bailey [

awkwards] and Nathan Young [

designedtoparty]
Summary; ASBO kids have to stick together. At least when they can actually find each other.
Log;

[Nathan is tired, achey, burned, and drenched in sweat by the time he finally finds the safe zone Alisha tried to direct him to. And on top of that he's been gunned down by a bunch of creepy masked guys.

On the plus side, he has managed to get to the safe zone with all the essentials a young offender needs. He has his iPod (flat), phone (also flat), weed, and of course, vodka. If he's going to die of dehydration, Nathan figures he may as well die happy.]

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[ trust nathan to do the most simplest thing and end up looking like he's half dead. alisha's waiting at the safe zone, all nervous for nathan to just hurry the fuck up, and when he's finally here, he's a sight for sore eyes.

alisha moves forward towards him. for once, she's concerned for his immortal well-being. ] Jesus. What the fuck happened to you?

[Nathan slumps to the floor as soon as he spots her. He's not standing up a moment longer than he has to.]

Bunch of Slipknot wannabes. I think they shot me.

You think?

[ him slumping to the floor with a possible bullet in him makes her worry even more. god, he's so insensitive sometimes. where's simon when she needs him? she has no idea what to do. ]

Maybe we should take you to someone who can see if you're alright.

[Shooting her a funny look, Nathan struggles into a sitting position.]

Don't worry about it. I'm fine. Just a little thirsty, is all. [Naturally, opening up the vodka and the biggest swallow he can is the best cure for sun stroke. Nathan makes a face, offering Alisha the bottle.]

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[ she really shouldn't, but this place - and this situation - is a good reason to take a drink. she takes the bottle from him and copies him, taking a big swallow before handing it back. ] You do know that's just going to make you more thirsty, yeah?

Were you shot?

[Nathan looks at her like she's stupid, though he at least puts the cap back on the bottle. Who knows how long they'll have to make this last them?] I've already got the world's biggest headache. It's not like drinking's going to make it worse than it is already.

Didn't I just tell you I was shot?

[ E Y E R O L L. alisha wishes she had a gun. ] Where? We should - I don't fucking know - find if there's a doctor or someone who can - [ she's not really good at this shit. usually, everyone is dead upon her arrival. and the last time he was killed in front of her, it was on a pipe. or that was the most memorable. ]

[What the fuck are you on about? Nathan squints at her.]

I'm fine. It's all healed over. I'm immortal, remember?

[ facepalm. back in her time, he's not. and she keeps forgetting that. her face falls. remembering all this shit is super stressful. ]

Yeah - whatever. [ she's going to get over that because nathan is a prick. who is not her friend, nor someone she cares about so. frowning, and spoken firmly: ] Just, don't get shot, alright?

Let's go grab some food or something. So you can get your own water. [ cooties. ]

Wasn't planning on it. Do you have any idea how much that hurts?

[He stands, making a sweeping gesture with his hands.] Lead the way.

[ no, and she doesn't want to. she rolls her eyes and starts walking. ]

Have you found Simon? [ since he should be here, saving their asses right now. x( she imagines that if anyone is going to bump into him, it's this prick. ]

No. He said he was going to come and find me.

[So far he's failed him.]

[ add alisha to the list. ] Yeah. He was going to come for me, too.

Maybe he got lost?

Or maybe he's just a useless twat.

He's not a twat! [ god, she really wants to push him over right now. and a bit late: ] And he's not useless.

[ defending simon bellamy's honour is turning into a full time fucking job, yo. ]

Yeah? Sure doesn't look that way at the moment.

Ever think that it's not his fault? This place is kind of a shithole, yeah? Sometimes not even Simon can out-think it.

[He kind of goes into a mopey silence here.

What, no come back from Nathan Young? Dehydration is clearly taking its toll.]

[ she's going to give him a shove. ] What the fuck is wrong with you?

[ alisha isn't a doctor, nor is she caught up with grey's anatomy, so it takes her a moment before she pushes the drink in his face. ] For fuck's sake. Just because you're immortal doesn't mean you should be stupid.

[ this is as close as you'll get to alisha giving a shit and saying so. if he dies on her, she'll kill him herself. ]

Owwwww. [He pouts, rubbing his arm.]

I didn't do anything stupid. I didn't even say anything!

Take a fucking drink! [ take the water bottle or you'll literally die, nathan young. ] You can't just go and get yourself fucking shot, you dick!

[ alisha doesn't even like it when he gets impaled or cut into tiny pieces with a chainsaw back home. she worries he won't wake up sometimes. and it being here where powers can switch off ... god he's such a dick! ]

Okay, okay. [He snatches it off her, first taking one sip, then looking as if he might just finish the entire bottle in one go. He manages a little over half before he has to stop to breathe, trying to ignore the nausea he has from drinking it so fast in his current state.] Fuck....

It's not like I meant to get shot at!

[ she rolls her eyes. as far as she's concerned, nathan plays target practice. ] You should be more careful. [ seriously, she almost had a heart attack, you prick. ] I don't give a shit if you're immortal. Something bad's going to happen if you keep dying.

Like what? It's not like I'm not going to come back.

Not coming back! You do know these curses can cancel out powers, yeah? [ and then you could die, and alisha will lose her bff. ]

Who cares? I'll still come back. They may as well just say everyone's immortal in this place anyway.

[Granted he'll be minus a few things, what with being considered City dead, but like he cares about little things like that.]

[ she rolls her eyes, aggravated. he's not listening! but then, he says something that catches her interest. ] What do you mean everyone might as well be immortal?

What, you've been here this long and you still haven't figured out people come back when they die?

[ no. ]

It's not like I go out of my way to find out if people have died. It's kind of a touchy topic, yeah?

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