Escaping The Blind

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"Heh. At least we're on the same page about the trust thing." Violet remarked. 

"Well, we were planning to stay in one of these apartments at any rate if we could help it. That herd won't be budging anytime soon from what I can see." Molly said, before having her arm punched by Violet. "Ow! What?" She hissed.

"You can't be serious, lady. Remember what I said about groups earlier?" Violet didn't seem very on board with the idea of staying there, much less with who they'd be stuck with. 

"And? Did you remember a thing I told you about your hand? Those stitches you've got are as good as they come these days, compared to a decade ago when I could get the good kind. If those things rip open and we're in the middle of that mob, it's over for the both of us. Understand, girl?" Molly retorted with equal hostility. "Even 1 night out of their range will do us a world of good. Besides, you owe me for the favor of not letting you bleed out."

"Tch. Fine. We'll stay. It's Violet."

"And I'm Molly. I don't do dirty work like bashing skulls in, but I'm a doctor. A real one, back before the... you know. My friend here's better at the hunting and fighting stuff."

"Yeah..." Violet was more preoccupied by her bandaged right hand. The sight of it just made her squeeze her left around the bat. "Molly makes some mean stitchwork."
 
"Very well, Wayne." Ezra said without batting an eye. He was in the sink, descaling the fish he caught. "You have the right idea about not trusting us. I assure you we won't hurt any of you as long as none of you pull any moves on us. In the meanwhile, you can begin skinning and eating your meal."

While Ezra managed to find a way to heat up the descaled fish, He listened to Molly and her expertise in medical practices. He remained silent for the most part but felt as if having a doctor around isn't a bad idea, especially with the work she did on Violet.

A doctor huh? Ezra thought. Maybe having a doctor around isn't such a bad idea... I know I can't make any sort of medicine or stitch up any open wounds. In the heat of battle, she'll be really useful. 

Boris seemed a little oblivious to Jason's hostility but had a feeling that he wasn't entirely happy about being in a group. He tried to make Jason, as well as the girls, feel a little more comfortable.

"I'm sorry to have declared us a group so quickly." Boris sighed but his smile never faded. He seemed to be the type to always look at the good side of things. "But think of how much stronger ve vill be! The young doctor will be especially useful if you are hurt, yah? It's just rare for us to see other humans. How long haz it veen since we last saw a normal human, Ezra?"

"2 months."

"Yah! And he vas attacked before we can help him!"

Ezra butted in Boris's storytelling and laid it down for everyone to hear.

"Basically, what Boris is trying to say is that it's hard to come across humans that aren't assholes. The last guy we met had the same idea as you, Wayne. Not even a couple hours later, he was dinner for a couple Blinders. So you can bet your odds and try your luck all alone out there."
 
Jason nodded his head in response to Erza. As he waited for his turn to skin the rabbit, he’d turned his attention to Boris, listening to the story of the person that joined their group a while back. Jason couldn’t help but laugh. 

“Well.” Jason chuckled. “That man is a fool to blindly—pardon the pun—going out there. Even I know where I stand with this. Though, what’s rare is coming in the medical field."
 
"I can believe it. The last people I encountered before Molly cost me plenty." Violet commented, brushing her hand over the other's bandages. They were going to need changing soon enough. "Even more since none of the groups I've ever been in lasted all that long." 

"Haha, well... I suppose people like me usually get forced into staying with some bad eggs because we're not as... expendable," Molly said. "At first, I almost didn't believe Violet when she said there were only a handful of people taking up this whole little town a ways back. They would've taken me in like some kind of back-alley doctor for whatever territory tussles they'd get into. With all those things out there, you kind of forget there are survivors still... I'd understand those kind of feelings."
 
Ezra listened to Jason and the girls and let them have a moment of peace as he stepped out the apartment with what looked to be some cloth, matches, and twigs be gathered. In the hallway just outside the apartment door, Ezra started a controlled fire and began to cook the fish over an open flame. He didn't make an attempt to talk to the others because he was more focused on the food. He stared intently at the fire until he realized that they were short on food to feed everyone. He let out a groan of annoyance and fanned at the cooking fish.

"Man, why's Boris gotta be so friendly..?" He grumbled. 

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Boris nodded to the girls and made his way to the kitchen where he and Ezra had left some of their belongings. He dug around a bag and pulled out some water bottles for the group. He seemed much more open and friendly than Ezra but he was strong enough to fight Blinders face to face, so messing with him wouldn't be wise. He handed the group the water bottles in case they were thirsty.

"Drink! We have vater for a veek!" He said cheerfully. "I remember seeing some medical supplies in the rooms. Gather what you can and keep it on your person. Take backpacks if you find any! Say, vhat happened to your fingers, Violet? It's a shame to see a lady looking like a mutant."
 
Jason started to skinned the rabbit and placed it on the side. He pulled out a large knife and began to chopped it up into pieces. He turned his head when Boris was saying "vater"

"Vater?" Jason questioned. "What a strange way of saying water."
 
"Then I'll excuse myself and take a look-see for anything I can use." Molly gingerly ventured out into the other room in search for useful supplies.

Violet used her teeth to unscrew the lid on the water bottle before using her right hand to screw it off completely. In response to Boris's question, her brows simply furrowed as she stared at him for a few moments before sighing through her nose. "Right... well, that territory I passed through a ways back was occupied by some lowlifes like Molly said. I couldn't pass through without paying. Guess they wanted to take anything I had on me, so I tried to force my way through, but it didn't work. Next thing I know, I'm kicked in the gut with my arms behind my back and a knife pressed to it."

"I guess they thought it would be more fun to cut my fingers off instead of slitting my throat first, like they were some kids ripping the wings off a moth. Damn sadists." Violet curled her fingers into a fist. "Laughing so carefree when they managed to get the knife through my pinkie... must be luck, but my screaming attracted a herd nearby, and started for us. They were getting ready to chop off my middle finger and I was getting dizzy, but I remember being dropped to the ground next. Left me for dead, so I just grabbed my bat and ran the opposite direction as far as I could go. Lost enough blood to pass out eventually because I was focused on just running instead. Don't remember much after that. Molly says she found me a couple hours after because I screwed up some trap she made to catch a rabbit or something."
 
"Man, people are still mean even after an apocalypse..." Boris shook his head upon listening to Violet's story. "It's a shame, really. Such a horrible thing to do to a lady. Vell, you won't have such problems here with me and Ezra. We're a lot more warmhearted than ve look." Boris chuckled before noticing Ezra come in the room with three fully cooked fish on a stick. He handed on to Boris who instantly took a hold of it like a child. He seemed too excited to get any sort of food.

"Ah yes! Thank you Ezra!" Boris took a bite from the fish and burned his tongue. "Aie! It's hot, yah!"

"Yeah, it's fresh. Don't burn yourself." Ezra said. He walked over to Violet and handed her the other two fish on a stick. One for her and one for Molly. 

"Please enjoy yourself, ma'am. Don't leave your friend hungry." Ezra offered a rare smile.

"Vhat about you, Ezra? Is there no more food?" Boris questioned, chewing on his fish. 

"No more fish. I only caught three so I gave one for you and the girls. Mr. Wayne has his rabbit and he doesn't plan to share his catch. I'll dig around the kitchen later on for food. Just eat, okay? We gotta get up early tomorrow, Georgia is a bit of a walk from here." Ezra said as he patted Boris on the shoulder. He left the area and stepped into the balcony, watching very few Blinders aimlessly wonder the streets. He gave his back to the crew, sighing.

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Boris turned to Violet and smiled. 

"Ezra must somewhat trust you guys if he's willing to give you and your lady friend his catch." Boris chuckled. "He just tries hard to not show emotion but I personally think he's vorried about his family."
 
Jason heard Violet's story. "What a disgusting bunch you ran into. Desperation brings the worst out of people, it seems." Jason cut the rabbit into multiple pieces before placing it on a pan that he brought. He turns to Boris about Erza sharing the catch.

"I appreciate the kindness, but don't worry about me. Feed the women, since they need more food considering of what they just went through." He look towards the stove.

"Does the stoves work?"
 
"... Thanks." Violet almost hesitantly took the fish into each of her hands. The smell of freshly cooked fish made her stomach growl loudly.

"His family's still out there somewhere? Never heard that before. Are they up there in that so-called safe haven I've heard about a long time back?" She asked Boris, taking a bite out of the side of the fish in her left hand while keeping her eyes on Ezra's back. "Wish I knew where mine was," Violet mumbled almost soundlessly, sticking her tongue out to flick off a stray pin bone. 

"Back! I found gauze and lots of band-aids, which is pretty neat for me. Even got myself a new bite rag to use. Well, it'll be new once I give it a good scrub and boil it." Molly said as she entered the room gripping her newfound treasures. "Ooh, for me? Aw, Violet, you shouldn't have."

"Very funny. He said it's for you, so eat all of it." Violet held it out gingerly with her right hand. 

"Is that so? I'll be sure to return the kindness then." Molly took the fish and smiled. "Have to say we're thankful you're willing to share with us. I, uh... overheard the convo on my way back in." She admitted sheepishly.
 
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