(OOC: I asked some person on this site and they told me that character´s dead bodies can be moved without the consent of their handlers. But anyway, if someone thinks that what I did is innapropiate in any way, feel free to contact me via PM. Thank you very much).
He inmediately, right away, regretted having pulled Felicia close to him. He had felt sort of awkward during the hug, and it had left him exposed to whatever potential threat that could have sneaked upon them while they were at it. But part of his plan had been a success. The girl now was an emotional wreck, and now she would be fixated on revenge. Against Kimberly, hopefully. He didn´t want her to think he was bullshiting her in any way.
Her reaction had been perfectly understandable, actually. It was all perfect. Drama, tragedy, comedy... everything on a nutshell. Now she was on her knees, crying, tears streaming down her face, trying to scream but it seemed like her vocal chords weren´t paying her any attention.
He looked at her for a brief moment. He decided that it would be better to leave her alone, even if it was for a couple of minutes. He had a thing or two to do to keep himself busy. Shooting her a last glance before moving on, he set foot for the bait shop. He slammed the door open, and then the unsavory stench of rotten fish and rotting flesh saluted him, making him frown in disgust. His eyes darted inmediately to the corpse that was lying right there in open view. Daniel Kensrue. Alas, poor little Daniel. He had been shot. Well, at least it had been quick for him.
There was nothing useful in the bait shop. Or, if it had been before, it had been taken by William when he scouted there. Steven cursed at him in silence. He felt tempted of going outside and tell Felicia that, in some way, William and Kimberly were accomplices and that they both had killed Aislyn purposefully. It would be a lie, Steven knew it fully, but right now his rage at the other boy was such that he did not stop to ponder the ethical ramifications of letting Felicia set loose with only her rage guiding her. She would end up just like Aislyn. Dead and alone. How ironic.
Well, he had better do what he had come to do.
He grabbed Daniel´s corpse by the legs. Damn, the motherfucker was really heavy! He sighed and panted heavily as he pulled the dead boy outside the store, leaving behind a bloody trail that seemed to hightail the path the body was taking. He considered asking Felicia for help but in the end just decided against it. She was right now pretty much busy mourning her friend. He could ask her some questions later. About her plans or so. What she wanted to do, for example. Trying to kill Kimberly? He would want to go with her on that one. True, Aislyn wasn´t even his ally, but he had to admit she had come pretty much close to it when she actually had attacked Kimberly. Even if she had been a complete and utter bitch at him, she didn´t deserve that fate.
He pulled Daniel, and then took him right around the corner, until they were actually behind the bait shop, right were Felicia had been hiding just moments before. He stopped for a moment to catch breath. He knew what was doing was wrong, using a dead boy and tearing him away from his last resting place. But he knew if roles were reversed, Daniel would have pretty much done the same with him. After all, it was not like he was using him as food or even bait for fish. No, what Steven wanted to do was use him as a warning.
He slowly, and somewhat respectuflly, propped the boy, to look as if he was sitting up. He knew that from some distance Daniel would actually look dead, but that wasn´t the point at all. No, Daniel was to be seen by all folks that came around the docks. They would know that there was danger in that area, and that would keep most students out. Hopefully. Unless some psycho like Mr.Lombardi came along. In that case they were all toast.
He stood up, and shot a remorseful glance at the dead guy. He wanted to say something. A prayer maybe. Two, one for him and one for Aislyn. Or maybe another one for Eric, or for that girl that had fell on the river when all he could do was only watch. Maybe even one for Alex, as much of a psycho he had been. And for Brock. And for Lillian.
"Fuck this..." it was everything that left his mouth. He could say a prayer for everyone who had died on this island at that point. He could make a prayer for everyone who would die if a stop was not brought to this. He could do all of that . But he knew it wouldn´t accomplish nothing, only waste his breath. He had never been a particularly religious man, and he didn´t intend to start praying now to a God he didn´t even knew if existed.
He wanted to say something to Felicia. Tried to comfort her, even if he knew that there was no use for it. It wasn´t like Aislyn or even Daniel here were sleeping, they were not unconscious, they were dead. And he had to begin to face the truth: probably he would go down the same way, unless he took a stand here and now. He had to stop running away in circles. He laid against the back of the bait shop, trying to make up his mind.
"Im sorry that this happened to you... and I´m sorry that this happened to her too" That was everything he could think of right now. Then he turned around and went back the corner, hoping that Felicia was still there, but knowing she would have probably ran away by now.
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Cesar Perdomo: "Damn it! How many times do I have to say it? It?s Cesar, not Caesar! And my surname is Perdomo, not Pedormo...! Damn TV producers..."
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- V5 Character Concepts:
Manuel "Manu" Mart?nez: "Are you even fucking listening to yourself?"
Daniel "Dani" Fern?ndez: "This is not very scientific. Of course, there is no actually any damned reason it should be..."
Andrea "Andre" Mart?nez: "Eh, you there! Are you the asshole who killed my boyfriend?"