Shouldn't Have Wasted the Arrow

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @jaga

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Great. Neither of them knew where they were. He had nothing to go on, other than where they came from but after that, he wasn't paying attention to where he was running. He was more focused on evading the massive gorilla that was chasing them. She then suddenly said that there was another door. "I thought you said there wasn't another way out?" He questioned, but then, didn't bother. She seemed to be leading him somewhere, and making sure he still had his gun, he followed.

There was a bit massive door that looked like it had been welded shut. This place really was abandoned it looked like no one had used it since the damn apocalypse. Bellamy's hand ran over it, trying to feel the edges to see if there was any crack in it. But it seemed solid. Still, he tried, turning to the side of his body and using as much strength as he could to push it. Nothing was budging. He glanced at the Grounder. "Try with me," he suggested. She looked warrior . . . ish. Maybe she had some strength in her and they could move it between the two of them.

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Jaga glared at him when he questioned why he she had told him there wasn't another way out. Was he stupid? She just said the other door was stuck. There was annoyance in her voice as she repeated, "Always stuck, fecha." Dog. Maybe that was fitting. Maybe he was just a big dumb animal. But she showed him the door anyway. Maybe he could use his size for good.

She watched him inspect the door for a moment, and then try to push it open against his side. When he asked her to help him, she wrinkled her nose. Surely he wasn't blind too. She didn't have much heft to add too the push, and... she didn't want to get that close to him. But if it meant getting out of here...

She walked over to the door, but she wouldn't dare turn her back to him, so she leaned against the door facing him. They were almost the same height, she noticed, in spite of their size different. She scowled, holding his gaze as they both put as much pressure on the door as they could. When it didn't budge, she moved away from him. "Skrish!" Shit! "Ai fous hir kom skai fecha." I'm forced here with Sky Dog. She turned back to look at him. "What now?"

Tag: Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @jaga
Note: 3100th POST!!!

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

What the hell was a fetcha?! Bellamy didn't care enough to ask. Not that she would even tell him. Instead, he focused on trying to get the door open, but even with her help -- whatever help she could offer -- the damn thing wouldn't budge. He tried again and again, getting frustrated until he pulled back, clear annoyance in his breath and expression. She threw out a few more Trigedasleng words, beore asking him in English what next. He didn't know. There was clearly no way out of here . . . so he had to put his faith in his people.

"My people will be looking for me." It wasn't a statement said with arrogance. He knew Octavia at the very least would notice his missing presence. Kane would as well, if Bellamy didn't return with the others. He was usually the one who briefed him. "Will anyone be looking for you?" He inquired, wondering if there were people who knew were she generally was, and would miss her enough to send out a search party for her. Right now, that was the only hope they had. Unless the rocks magically shifted their positions to allow them some crawl space. But with their instability, even that was dangerous. So, the only idea Bellamy had, was to wait.

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Jaga stared at the other man, and when he asked if anyone would be looking for, she flinched just barely, unable to stop herself. The vendors she sold to would notice her absence after a few days, but probably wouldn't send anyone to look for her. She wasn't a warrior. Search parties didn't get send out for hunters. And Polis was so much bigger than her home at TonDC that people might not notice she was gone until it was too late. And those people weren't family. She clenched her jaw, tilting her chin up a bit. "No," she said through her teeth. "Skaikru kill ain seingeda." She paused for a moment, then repeated the last two words in English. "My family."

She stalked away from him then, finding a large crate in one corner of the main room to sit on. She tucked herself into the corner, took her bow and quiver off and set them next to her, and pulled her legs up against her chest. Maybe his people would get here soon enough. If she was lucky, they wouldn't kill her. Either way, she should conserve her energy in case they were here a while.

Tag: Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @jaga

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

She revealed that no one was looking for her, and out of the few English words she said -- ones that outnumbered the Trigedasleng ones for once -- Bellamy was able to piece things together. They had killed her family. It could be in a number of circumstances. The bridge. When Lexa had sent the army to them. The solar flares. Tondc. Bellamy knew there was no point in asking, but it did explain why she was particularly . . . angry toward him. She blamed him for those she had lost. He didn't try to argue it. He knew tensions between their people were far from settled. Issues far from resolved. Instead, he just remained silent. She tucked herself into a corner and Bellamy moved to sit on the ground against the wall. His gun by his side, but it didn't come in handy. And the minutes rolled to hours. The hours rolled to days.

Days. It had been a couple of days and the two of them had barley said a word to each other. There was a building tension though. The thicker the silence, the thicker the tension. What he had in his pack was not enough for much longer. He just had a little water left and what he did notice was that hers was finished. He looked at her, knowing his features were slightly more pale due to the lack of food and drink. He had suffered worse in Mount Weather, but the confined space was making him feel hot, tears of sweat dampening his hear and face. Swallowing, he looked over at the grounder, and tossed his water pack at her without warning. "It's not poisoned, I swear," he said sarcastically, turning his head back forehead, and leaning it against the wall once again as he closed his eyes for a moment.

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Jaga flinched when the water pack landed near her, having not expected the sound. It had been days of mostly silence and no sleep. Her water had run out the first day. She hadn't planned for a long outing, and now her mouth and throat felt painfully dry. She got up without a word and took the pack. He'd been drinking from it; of course it wasn't poisoned. She took a few large gulps, making and involuntary noise of relief as the water soothed her throat, then sat back down on her crate.

She felt dizzy. Out of sorts. It was probably dehydration and hunger combined with no sleep. She wasn't about to sleep with a Sky Person in the room. At one point the night before, she'd actually considered that if he fell asleep, she could always kill him. Eat him and drink his blood. The blood would probably make her sick, but it would be fluid against her rough throat.

She sat, shoulders slumped, for a moment, her eyes feeling heavy, though she would not let them close. Her eyes were probably circled in dark rings and her skin pale. She didn't care. "Yyy--" her voice cracked and refused to cooperate, so she took another drink of the water, then cleared her throat. "You people take they time," she said, her voice rough, but at least working. "You sure they look for you?"

Tag: Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @jaga

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

She silently took the last of his offered water, drinking down what was there. "You're welcome," he said with sarcasm, since she hadn't thanked him. Not that he supposed he expected any thanks . . . but still. He was on edge. The days confined in this small space catching up to him; the lack of food, water and rest. He hadn't been able to sleep, neither of them had, too distrusting of the other. He wasn't entirely certain how long they could survive like this.

What he did know was that everything was getting a bit more hazy. Her question made him roll his eyes, his tone reflective of his annoyance. "Yes." He wasn't even trying to make secret of his agitation over her doubt in the others coming for him. He knew they would. He trusted them. "My people don't abandon our own. Unlike yours." It wasn't even as if Bellamy wanted to fight her . . . but with the combination of what they had been deprived of, and the situation they were stuck in, the words just came out.

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Jaga ignored his sarcasm at her lack of thanks. He'd given her a few sips of water. That might buy her a few extra hours of life. Life spent trapped with him. If the instinct to live wasn't so ingrained in humans, she might've refused the water. It would be a few less hours with him.

"We no abandon our own," she muttered. Though she knew it looked at way, with her admission that she didn't expect anyone looking for her. If she was important, they would be looking. If she had family, they would be looking. Sky people had taken them from her. "They be looking if Skaikru no bilaik fragas." Her family would be looking if Skaikru were not murderers. She threw his now empty water pack back at his feet. "Chof kos nothing." Thanks for nothing.

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[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @jaga

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

They didn't abandon their own? What a joke. They sure as hell had abandoned them in Tondc. And the reapers. And . . . Bellamy didn't even want to dwell on it. Or vocalize it. He wasn't going to try to argue this with her when they would never see eye to eye on that matter. She blamed his people for losing her family. Just as his people blamed Grounders for the same thing. "Yeah, that's right. Blame up for everything. Cause your people are so blameless. So innocent." The word spoken with bitterness that he shouldn't even bother expressing.

Her lastly spoken words were not ones he fully understood, but brought forth an eye roll from him. He comprehended 'thanks' but judging from her tone . . . she wasn't genuinely thanking him for the water. The annoyance was getting to be too much, and he abruptly rose to his feet. The sudden motion caused his head to spin, as he reached out to put his hand on the cave wall to help steady himself. The lack of everything was catching up to him.

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When Bellamy stood abruptly, Jaga umped to her feet too. She wouldn't win in a fight, but she wasn't going to ust let him hurt her without a fight. But he didn't reach for his gun, and he looked as unsteady as she felt. Good.

And he was still disparaging her people. Typical. "You people start this. Burn entire village to ground," she said, referencing the missiles they'd launched not long after landing. "First act of war," She said through clenched teeth. "Anya try talk to you; you open fire." She was swaying a little on her feet. Or at least it felt that way. But she was to agitated now to sit back down, even if it looked like his plan for standing wasn't to come at her.

Tag: Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @jaga

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Bellamy didn't often engage in this sort of conversations, knowing taht there was no way to get through to the Grounders. But this time, it felt impossible to remain silent. Perhaps it was the fact that they had been stuck here for as long as they had. Limited water. No food. The heat. The exhaustion. It made Bellamy snap, more than he should have. There was no point to try to defend his people, but right now, he couldn't just remain silent. "Your people started this when you speared one of my people and strung him up to a tree for the animals!" His voice wasn't raised, but it was angry. He would take blame for a lot of things, but not for starting this war. That was on the Grounders. They had been hunting them ever since they came down to the Ground.

"Your people broke a truce that helped stop an enemy that's been kicking your ass for almost a century!" The Commander didn't do that. They did that. Skaikru. Arkers. And it had come at a cost. The cost of his very soul. "Your people are willing to let a bomb fall on an entire village, because apparently, you're willing to sacrifice your own damn people!" His delerious state was prompting this, he couldn't stop it.

He didn't even realize that he had moved closer toward her. "So don't stand there and tell me we started this! We tried to end it but you all ran away like a bunch of damn cowards." He was angry. Frustrated. But . . . mostly feeling delerious from his current state, which contributed to his lack of patience when listening to her blame the Arkers. Hell, he didn't even know if she understood everything he was saying. So he just stared at her, a look of dead seriousness . . . almost expecting her to try and kill him right here and now.

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Jaga listened as he started ranting. Ranting about one of their people being speared and strung up to a tree. What did they expect when they fell from the sky into someone else's land? That alone had been seen as an act of aggression. And Jaga didn't care about the broken truce. It had gotten her out of the Mountain, and when had Skaikru ever been loyal to them? But then he referenced the bombing of TonDC, and her temper flared. He was implying that they were responsible for that. The bomb that killed her father and brother.

She started advancing toward him without thinking, and then he said the word that sent her over the edge. Cowards. "Ain seingeda die in Tondisi," she said, he voice low and angry, shaking with rage as she balled her hands into fists. "You no spit on they graves with you lies, nomajoka!" she snarled, swinging her fist at his face with all her strength. She would never pick a fight with someone his size on any normal day, but this wasn't any normal day, and Jaga was starting to feel very off balanced. They would probably both die down here anyway. What did it matter?

Tag: Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @jaga

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

She initially responded to him in more Trigedasleng and while Bellamy didn't understand it, he knew it wasn't anything good. More likely another insult. Big damn surprise. It's not like they had actually stopped insulting each other for the duration of their encounter -- which was far too long for his liking. But it also didn't seem like they were getting out of here any time soon. He could see the anger in her face, her body practically trembling with it. She called him a liar. If only he was. He wondered if she truly believed that, or if it was just the only accusation she could throw at him.

Then again, the Grounders were sheep. Mindlessly following their Heda even when she made them all traitors to honor. Next thing he knew, she swung at him, her fist crashing against his jaw. He kept his head turned to the side for a moment, his tongue moved to the inside wall of his cheeks where she struck him. On any other day, he may not have retaliated. He may have just taken it, already knowing he deserved death for the genocides he committed. But right now, he was angry. And bellerious.

It prompted his reaction, grabbing her wrists with each of his hands and pushing her against the cave wall. He used his own body weight to pin her against it, his face mere inches from hers. He glared at her, anger piercing their mutual gaze. She was probably going to start rambling off in her nonsensical language again. She was probably going to curse at him. Yell at him. Do something. The thought of it annoyed him and in his already irrational mind . . . he did what he felt would be the best way to shut her up. He leaned forward and pressed his lips against hers.

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Jaga watched the man carefully as he seemed to pause after she struck him, fully expecting him to hurt her, fully expecting him to kill her. It took longer than it seemed like it should have for him to react, but when he did, he shoved her against the wall and pressed his body to hers. For a moment, she met his angry gaze with a glare of her own, waiting for whatever he was going to do, expecting his hands to go from her wrists to her throat... but then he tried to kiss her, and she tensed immediately, jerking her head to the side with a disgusted noise.

She'd expected him to hurt her, but... not like this. And she couldn't fight him off, but she sure as hell wasn't going to kiss him. But then... he stopped. He let go and stepped back from her, and Jaga froze for a moment before slowly lowering her arms and turning her head to look at him. He hadn't been trying to force her.

She stared at him for a long moment, slightly stunned, then tilted her head at him. She was confused, and the haze of little water and no sleep for days didn't help her confusion. "Yu gaf in jok ai?" You want to fuck me? God, they must both be bellerious, because Jaga found herself actually considering it. They were going to die. She was pretty sure of that. This might be the last opportunity she ever had to have sex... and no one would ever know.

Her mind fuzzy, Jaga closed the distance between them. "This change nothing," she spat, then kissed the man hard, her hand closing in his hair hard enough to hurt.

Tag: Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: @jaga

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Bellamy wasn't sure whether it was rationality or something else that had suddenly made enough sense strike in him to abruptly pull his lips from hers and take a step back, releasing his hold against her. He slightly shook his head, having no idea where that came from . . . and lacking the mental capability trying to figure it out. He fully expected her to hit him again. To beat the shit out of him if she could. Instead, she said something else in Trigedasleng that he of course didn't understand. "Stop saying things I don't understand!" He snapped, vocalizing his thoughts with clear irritation.

She was probably just cursing him again, cursing at him. But then . . . her next words were in English. And they were hardly ones that indicated she was going to try to kill him. Before he had time to react or question it, she pulled him toward him for another kiss, a harder one with a firm grip in his hair. It hurt, but in a good way. A way that longed for the pain to intensify the pleasure.

He pushed her up against the wall again, this time, not pinning her hands against for he wanted to put them to better use. He pushed his tongue inside her mouth, battling for dominance as everything just poured out in the embrace and actions. The intensity, the tension between them . . . for now, he finally had an outlet to express it. That, mixed with his hazy mind, well it wasn't the best combination. He bit her bottom lip, sucking on it as his hands were already moving to pull up her shirt, ready to tear it apart if it didn't come off with ease.