A Shell For Two | JWCC | Yaz x Fem Oc

15 : "I Might As Well Just Let It Eat Me."

Hecate gathers the quills she has carefully pulled. She pulls her shirt over her head and ties it into a bag. If anyone else in the group is actually here, they'll have to deal with Hecate in her sports bra. It actually doesn't show much so it'll be fine, she supposes. Unless they get worried about the tons of new scars lining her body.

She picks the shirt up carefully and heads back to her camp. Bambi will drop Yaz off somewhere she's safe and then run back to camp as well. Hecate begins gathering the rest of her hand-made necessities. She stops when she sees her tree. It has tons of small puncture lines over the surface. Hecate had added a line everyday since she made camp. Ten months. Three-hundred and four days.

She shakes her head with a sigh before returning to her work. About an hour passes before Bambi shows up. The dino crouches immediately so Hecate can fassen the saddle made from sticks and vines. She had tied cloth from the rest of her clothes to the underside of the saddle so make it comfortable for Bambi. Hecate had found her bag three months prior but no gun. She has her brush, thank god, but unfortunately no more clothes.

Hecate fastens the rest of her crocheted vine bags and her cloth one. Green splotches, which she assumes is poison from the quills, cover her shirt. She'll actually have to go around without a shirt. Maybe Ben still has her hoodie, if he's still alive.

Hecate climbs onto Bambi and the dino begins to sprint, "Easy, Bambi. You've spent a ton of energy today." She says and Bambi slows to a fast-paced jog.

It takes about two hours to arrive to where Bambi dumped Yasmina. Apparently, Yaz made Bambi stop at the groups camp which turns out is way better than Hecate's. It was much bigger than Hecate's small hut which is basically the size of a very small shed.

(Let's just say 10x10x5 in ft.)

"Gamiménes epideíxeis." Hecate mumbles. She hops off Bambi and grabs all her bags, hauling them up the ladder, "Yasmina?" She calls out once she sets everything down. Yaz walks out from what looks like a living room and engulfs Hecate into a hug,  squeezing her tightly. Hecate tenses up for a moment before hesitantly hugging back.
(Fucking show offs)

"I missed you so much.." Yaz whispers. She pulls away and kisses the girl. Hecate furrows her eyebrows but goes along with it, "Are you okay, though? Where's your shirt? Omg, what happened to you? Where'd these scars come from?" She gasps, "Why are you covered in blood!? Where's the dinosaur!? Did it hurt you!?"

Hecate grabs Yaz's wandering hands, "I'm fine. Probably just some bruises. I used my shirt as a bag to carry quills I harvested. I can't use it anymore because those quills are poisonous."

"What about that dinosaur?" She asks

"I killed it. It's a hybrid, I've never seen it on the island so it must've been an experiment that broke loose." Hecate watches Yaz take in the information.

"You..killed it? Really?" Yaz gives her a look of doubt.

"Either you can trust my word or I can show you the corpse myself." She replies , "Besides that, is anyone else still here?"

"Yeah, Brooklynn and Sammy are looking for whatever "E750" is while Darius and Kenji get our compass back from a compy. Ben's at the boat with Bumpy. They should be here soon." Yaz says, glancing at the moon slowly rising.

"Okay, do you have the bag that was on Bambi's back?" Hecate asks.

"Bamb—"

"The dinosaur you rode on. Down there." She points to Bambi who is currently sleeping under the overhang of the  treehouse.

"Oh..yeah." Yaz walks away and comes back with the bag. Hecate takes it and immediately puts another clip inside the gun. There were three bullet clips leftover at the couple's camp and she emptied the first on Porky.