T W E N T Y E I G H T - what the fuck is this?
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Stepping outside, the weather change was evident. The gloomy sky was pouring rain, wind picking up, making the brunette girl's hair fly in all directions; the weather made it almost impossible to see anything at a far distance. Rosie squinted her eyes trying to search for the brunette girl she called her sister; the rain drenching her completely as she walked around.
"What're you doing out here Rosie?" Octavia spoke up from the girl's right, upon seeing her, making Rosie jump in surprise.
"Looking for your ass." Rosie says, punching the girl on the shoulder, payback for scaring her, "What're you doing out here anyways?" Rosie looked around, seeing that the girl had a bag filled with blankets and such, and a canister.
"Thought we might need these." Octavia held up the bag of blankets, "And Clarke may need this to disinfect." She held up the canister after lowering the bag of blankets. Rosie nodded, taking the canister of Monty's moonshine from Octavia's hand, so that she didn't have to carry both at the same time and risk dropping one of them.
Walking back into the drop ship, the first thing the two girls noticed was the crowdedness in the place. Because there was a storm brewing outside, none of the delinquents stayed outside, they sought refuge in the drop ship.
Handing the canister over to Clarke, the brunette girl looked over at the pale Finn Collins lying unconscious on their makeshift table. Clarke smelled the liquid in the canister, her nose immediately scrunching up in disgust.
"Ugh. Monty's moonshine?" She asks confused, immediately taking the canister away from under her nose.
"Pretty sure no germ could survive it." Octavia says, throwing the bag of blankets to the side for the delinquents to take if they were cold. Rosie took the canister from the blonde and poured the liquid onto her hands, when her face finally showed realization as to why the two brought the concoction into the drop ship.
"Storm's getting worse." Rosie noted when the three looked out, the howling catching their attention almost immediately. Outside, the storm only worsens, the rain came down even harder than before as the wind howled. The storm was no good thing, especially with the situation with trying to get the knife out of Finn to save his life.
"Monroe, close the doors." Clarke ordered the ginger haired girl standing by the drop ship doors.
"But we still have people out there." Monroe tells the blonde, wanting to inform them that there were still people out there and if they were to close the doors, the delinquents would spend the storm out in the open. It wasn't something that the ginger would want happen to her, so she tried to prolong the time it would take to close the doors.
"Monty and Jasper still aren't back yet. Neither is Bellamy." Octavia tells the blonde, hoping that the three familiar names would stop the blonde from ordering Monroe to close the doors.
"It's okay, they'll find somewhere to ride it out." Clarke replied, looking back to the unconscious Finn on the table.
"One stitching needle." Raven says, holding out the needle to the blonde medic.
"Great, I still need something to close the wound." Clarke takes the needle from the Latina girl.
"There's some wire on the second level." Rosie reminded Octavia whose face scrunched up in realization.
"We used it for the tents." Octavia tells the blonde.
"Let's see it." Clarke says, dropping the needle in the canister of Monty's moonshine. With Clarke's words, the black haired girl immediately took off to the second floor in searches of the wires that the two were talking about.
"Stay away from the blue wires that run through the ceiling. I rigged it to the solar cells in the roof." Raven tells the girl from her spot leaning against a table, "That means they're hot! You got that?" She yelled out, simplifying the meaning for the girl in hopes that she'd get it and stay away from the blue wires.
"Yeah, I got that." Octavia rolled her eyes before disappearing into the second floor.
"Tell me you can do this." Raven turns to Clarke with pleading eyes. Clarke looks at Raven, an unreadable expression on her face, if she was being honest, she had no idea if she could do this. Treating other's wounds was one thing, but extracting a dagger and not knowing if that said dagger hit any major arteries was another thing.
"Hey! They're back." A female delinquent yelled out, interrupting the blonde before she could usher out a reply to the black haired Latina.
Bellamy emerged first into the drop ship. Rosie watched as two delinquents followed in after him dragging an unconscious body after them. Lincoln's body is dropped to the ground as Octavia lowers herself down to the first floor.
"What the fuck is this?"
"The hell are you doing?" Rosie and Octavia asked simultaneously, making Bellamy's gaze snap up to the two girls.
"It's time to get some answers." Bellamy replies.
"Oh, you mean revenge?" Octavia asks her older brother, thinking about the times the Grounders killed off their people and about her recent kidnapping from said Grounder.
"I mean intel." Bellamy corrects, then turns to the two delinquents, "Get him upstairs." the delinquents hurriedly follows their leader's words, leaving the five in silence.
"Bellamy, she's right." Clarke breaks the silence by stepping closer to Bellamy, whom looked up to the blonde girl, anger evident on his face. The Grounders have been nothing but violent to them, so how would revenge not be the best thing to do? If anything, they deserved a little ruthlessness towards them; they needed to know that they weren't the only humans on Earth anymore.
Clarke, okay we're ready. Can you hear me?
Saying that Bellamy was surprised was an understatement, he didn't think Raven or anyone for that matter would be able to fix the radio or even make it work. Bellamy was terrified as to what would result in fixing the radio; because of what Bellamy did to Chancellor Jaha, he knew what his end result would be. He knew that his crime was unforgivable, as soon as they landed on Earth, Bellamy was a dead man, he knew that; and his attempts at keeping them up on the Ark proved to be unsuccessful.
"Look, this is not who we are." Clarke tells Bellamy, hoping that her words would struck a cord in him that will change his mind in his plans to torture the Grounder.
Clarke?
"It is now." Bellamy asserts walking away, his mind made up.
"Lord knows torturing people never ends up well." Rosie mutters, looking at the other girls with a worried expression on her face. not knowing what the consequences of Bellamy's actions would be.
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