[CT] Into the Jungle

[Alex Harper]

"Hellooooooo, s'there anyone out'ere?" Alex giggled and snorted. The glass bottle that was dangling from one of her hands was three quarters of the way empty and she was smashed from the six pack she'd had prior to taking a walk out in the woods. She was pretty certain that she knew where she was going, towards Ash's cabin to tell him all about her awful trip up with the security guard from hell. She hadn't said so much as two words to her brother since she arrived, nor had she decided to give anyone a hard time in her cabin even though there were prime time targets.

She had become a ticking time bomb the moment the asshole had confirmed all of the awful things that she thought daily. It was amazing how someone she'd spent a short while with in a closed space had completely demolished her normalcy. Ashton was the one who'd taken care of her their whole lives, of course she felt like a burden and dead weight to him, but he'd always been there and he'd never complained. She always just thought it was because he loved her and didn't mind, she never thought it was because he felt trapped by her. 

The deeper in the woods she got, the more it became apparent that she wasn't anywhere near Ash's cabin. She was lost in the woods, drunk off her ass with no one to look for her because who would even notice she was gone? She giggled again and tipped the bottle back against her lips, missing her mouth and wasting the rest of the alcohol down her shirt and jacket. 

"Helloooooo," She tripped over a log in her path and fell to the ground, the bottle rolling away from her. Alex curled up on the ground.

[Riley Coleson]

Riley didn't know the specifics. All he knew was that some kid was missing and no one could find her. He hadn't bothered asking for details. All he needed was some kind of belonging and he'd gotten just that; some kind of locket her brother had found among her things. Riley was glad he hadn't been offered something worse, like the girl's underwear or something. A locket would do just fine.

The moment he touched the object, his power had immediately connected with it and off into the woods he went, swearing under his breath as he tried making his way through the trees and logs, focusing on where to step all the while maintaining the tracking signal.

It was easier said than done.

The further he went, the more intense the signal got and if it wasn't for the fact that he could sense the girl's location, he likely would have stepped all over her as he approached. Brows furrowed as he stared at the pathetic heap on the ground, flashlight shining over the curled up girl. A heavy sigh fell from his lips upon recognition.

"Yo," he said, gently poking at her with the tip of his shoe.

[Alex Harper]

Alex could hear footsteps, or she thought she could. It just sounded like echoing in her head, slow echoes that vibrated around her. She was trashed, of course there wasn't really any vibrations that she felt, but she knew that someone was close. Part of her expected it to be Ashton, but she'd have felt it through their twin telepathy, right? Maybe not. She groaned when she felt the pressure against her from his foot. Glancing up through squinty eyes, she tried to make out the blurry face. The voice sounded garbled and faintly familiar, but she couldn't put two and two together. Which was probably for the best.

Covering her face, she giggled, "Yooooooooo. Yo-yo. Who're you?" Her brain was fried, completely smoked from the alcohol intake, but she was still working towards getting through the haze. Her eyes narrowed further, nearly closed, but then it dawned on her after a few seconds of looking at him, "Fussypannntssss?" It still didn't come out the way she'd wanted it to, but she was certain that it was the security guard that had gotten her into this whole mess to begin with.

Alex tried to push herself up from the ground. Once she was on her feet, she wobbled and tripped, falling into him. "Whoopsie, 'm clumsy," She giggled and placed her hands on his chest, looking up at him. Even through the blur he was a sight for sore eyes. She tilted her head to the side, "How'dya find me?"

[Riley Coleson]

Riley could only stare at the girl as she tried making sensible sentences, though, it only came out sounding like she had a damn potato stuck down her throat. And from the smell of her she was obviously trashed. What kind of non-powered moron got themselves drunk in the middle of a forest filled with hormonal mutants? Sighing, he shook his head, swallowing down all the bile and insults that threatened to emerge.

Even as she rose to her feet, Riley remained quiet. He didn't make a move to help her stand. Well, at least not until she practically fell over him, using his body for support. Eyes darkened as he looked down at her. "That's my ability," he said through pursed lips. "I track people." He wasn't quite sure what to do with this mess of a girl, so he placed his hand awkwardly on the back of her shoulder to prevent her from falling backwards.

"You smell like shit."