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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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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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