Rosalind — Roleplayer Guild

There was a mutual and intense dislike between Elmina and the tattooed man, and never had she never found someone as untrustworthy as this man. She scowled as he cussed, shaking her head a little. “If we’re that fucking retarded, feel free to leave” Elmina said, peeling her eyes away from the man she tended to for a second and back over to the man who now crouched before the wreckage. “You’re not a prisoner any more” She said with a light shrug, before she turned back and looked to the wounded man. “Keep holding down on this for me” She said, a softer tone offered before she straightened up, looking back to the crashed prison and to the smoke that rose. Just how long would they have until that thing shut down? Or worse, caught fire? Elmina sighed and was about to step forth when the red haired woman came to her side, talking in whispers.

Her answer was once again stilled as the older man stepped forth and began talking, and she nodded in agreement. “He’s right” She said “You need to stay here. Whatever is left up there will barely fill a pack. If there is anything left unspoiled it’ll be foil packets and hydration capsules” She informed. Elmina knew the ration packs they had to survive on, and as things were quick to spoil they were denied the luxury of cooked meals. Her real reason for heading back up wasn’t exactly the food, but the computers.

And it was then that someone announced their proclivity for computers and Elmina turned around. She had always had a wonderfully perfect memory, she could remember any face and name if only on one meeting. Her eyes rounded as she stared at him, remembering that meeting before she had committed her ultimate crime. Handing over the passcodes and giving him ultimate access to Prime. Between the pair of them, they had apparently been successful in the destruction of UN and Prime, and quite possibly the modern world. She closed her mouth and looked to him, not wanting to discuss what the pair of them had done in front of the others. Although they should in theory be grateful, because if it wasn’t for them, they would never have seen the world again.

“Well, I’m going to need your help again” She said to him with a nod, holding back the thousands of questions she had for him as she turned back to the group. “About a quarter mile that way” She said, pointing just north of them all “Is where my chamber landed. Head there and keep low, if he can get us into the computer we may be able to find out what’s going on and where we are” She said before she once more headed back to the man who cradled her cheek.  Crouching down she peeled back the bandage and looked to the wound, to the large tear in his cheek that went through to his mouth. Offering fresh gauze to apply, Elmina turned back to the Apox but not before stopping by the red haired woman. “Keep a close eye on him and make sure he keeps his face covered” She said with a nod, before she rummaged around in the pack for the last gun and tucked it into her belt, offering the pack to the older male. “Keep this safe for me” She added. It was a great offer of trust, but Elmina knew they all had a better chance at survival if they stuck together.

Elmina walked with the man she knew only as Shadow Joker over to the Apox, looking down to the great figure of a man. “We could probably use you up there” She said to him, looking to his wild eyes. He was more than intimidating, but Elmina kept herself composed and her hand carefully on the grip of the gun. She then turned and walked back inside the wreckage, the distant sounds of shouting and desperation of those who remained locked inside echoing around them as Elmina headed once more to the lopsided stairwell.
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