Post by Cassiel on Feb 28, 2016 4:03:51 GMT
PIPER--
A month since the angel had abandoned her to this stupid place with their stupid rules and their stupid...everything. She glared at the cabin from where she stood leaning against a tree at the border between the forest and the clearing that housed most of the buildings that made up this little joke they called an academy. Piper was aware she was being overly harsh and unfair about it all, but she just didn't care at the moment. She felt like being here wasn't helping her become a better hunter at all, and she could only think of all the people she might be able to help if she were out there, instead of stuck here, in this peculiar place that always felt so closed off from the rest of the world.
She pulled her jacket closer around her, pushing away from the tree with a small grunt. Getting stiff way too easily, she thought darkly. Still, deep down, where she barely recognized it and would certainly never admit to it, she was grateful for the reprieve that Hanscum woman had forced on her. Somewhere, just as deep down, she was aware she was far too young to have ever tried to be a lone hunter. After all, if things had gone differently, she might even be out at a party on a Saturday night, or prepping for an SAT exam in hopes of going to good college. Something other than standing here, head tilted to the sky, watching clouds go by and considering whether she should practice with a knife or gun next.
MOLLY--
I'm sitting in a tree above Piper, it's branches dense and old enough to support and conceal me, I had been watching Piper for a while, guess that's kinda creepy, but I was in the tree first and I didn't want to bother her, Piper looked like she was going through things, people that come here are not happy people. We all have our stories and truck loads of baggage's. I'm no different, hostile, cranky and resistant, though I suppose having my horse here with me makes me lucky, some people have nothing.
"You know if you scowl like that all the time, your face will stay that way, or you'll get premature wrinkles or something." I've been in trouble here a few times, out at all hours, skipping meals, backtalk like a pro. All in all I have done everything non-lethal I could do to get myself kicked out and they haven't yet. I figure anyplace willing to go through my Hell kinda deserves a bit of a chance. I settle somewhere on a branch which makes me more visible to Piper, my legs swinging in the empty air above her head. "I'm Molly" I leave chaos and mayhem in my wake, I have a bit of a bad girl reputation, and I've been here a few months longer than Piper.
PIPER--
Piper's eyes narrowed, though, to her credit, she didn't show any outward signs of the startlement she'd felt at hearing the strange voice come out of nowhere. Fucking getting soft, being here, she thought with more than a little annoyance and disgust. “Could be worse,” she said to the air, before finally spotting the girl sitting in the tree above her as she resettled onto a branch. “I'd rather end up ugly than creeping on people.”
Scowling up, she glanced over the tree, briefly considering climbing up to join the girl, before dismissing the notion as...sort of childish. There was no reason to climb a tree, unless it gave her some sort of advantage against something she was hunting. Climbing trees was for kids, and she was long past her childhood now.
She let the silence stretch out, considering the girl. She's spotted her once or twice, she thought, around, but had never had reason to speak to her. And Piper? She never spoke to anyone anymore unless she had a damn good reason to.
Finally, she relented. “Piper.” She hesitated, then sighed. “What'd you do to get stuck....here?” The scowl had slowly faded, replaced with a squint as she continued to look upward.
MOLLY--
I just giggle at the thought of being a creeper, though I was here first and Piper walked over, it's not creeping and I figure talking to her first instead of jumping down is a lot less creepy and dangerous for my health. "You wanna come up? It's nice..unless you don't know how to climb trees. It takes a bit more muscle and coordination I suppose." I swing my legs again.
"Ohh..I didn't do anything to end up here, it's not a prison or something." Though for a while I did wonder if I was being punished, I would still like to be out there, I would still like to rip the Winchesters brothers faces off with my bare hands. But I understand what she means and I don't like to talk about it. I shrug then and chew my bottom lip before answering further.
"My folks were possessed, the Winchesters killed them, now I'm here." And I burn with rage, but more for the demons that possessed my family than the brothers, they did what they had to do to save their lives, still. They killed my parents. "Could be worse, could have been put in foster care."
PIPER--
A scowl twisted her face again at the implied insult to her capability. Still, Piper restrained herself. She knew her capabilities, and she didn't need to prove herself to some stranger. “Mmm,” she replied, “sure feels like a prison sometimes. That Hanscum woman has me on a fucking curfew. Curfew. Can you imagine? She's like a fucking warden.” Even as she said it, she realized how utterly ridiculous she sounded. Donna acted like she'd never last five minutes in charge of a prison. Still, she was on a roll, so she let it pass unremarked. “Over a year on my own, hunting, surviving, and they act like I'm some damn helpless kid.”
She sensed something about the girl's attitude shift. Piper let some of her own anger fade, her expression shifting to something that might almost be sympathetic. Oh. A flash of the men who'd been with the damn angel – and yes, she took a perverse delight in cursing an actual real angel in her mind just as much as she could manage – came to her and she sighed again. Contemplating the climb, she shrugged and reached up to grab the nearest branch large enough to support her weight, and then pulled herself up and scrambled around until she could settle herself onto a branch a few feet away from Molly.
“I...met them. The Winchesters. They...uh,” she paused, looking decidedly uncomfortable. Rubbing absently at her wrist, the very same one that had once been cuffed to the door of their admittedly sweet car, she found she couldn't meet Molly's eyes. But, she also felt compelled to finish, as uncomfortable as speaking the admission made her. “They saved my life. I guess. Them and that...uh...angel. The one that hangs around here sometimes.” Her eyes darted up to take in Molly's reaction, unsure how many people even knew the guy, or what he really was. “I'm sorry about your parents.” Despite the cliché expectedness of the words, there was genuine feeling behind them.
MOLLY--
"You are a kid, being on your own isn't normal so they are trying to give us some normal to counter the rest of the abnormal, can't blame them for it, but yeah, it does chafe." I watch her climb and settle onto the branch. I have a small pocket knife in my hand with which I am slowly carving into the branch next to me, just a rhythmic stab stab stab. "It's not so bad..I got to bring my horse, he keeps me sane, though I rarely miss a chance to do my own thing, like skipping curfew." I smirk at that.
I shrug off thought of the brothers and Castiel, I don't want to get upset, not now, I'm actually in a better mood today. "Nothing out there that won't still be out there when you're ready to handle yourself, so why the rush? Was it that bad that you have revenge burning in your gut?"
PIPER--
Despite herself she found herself interested at the mention of a horse. Some small speck of the teenager she'd once been showed in the brief flash of interest and even wonder at that mention, before she brought herself under control. “A..horse. That's...kinda cool,” she replied nonchalantly, flashing a smirk at the mention of skipping curfew.
“It's not revenge,” she snapped, regretting her tone almost the second the words were out. “Uh, sorry. But..it's not, not really. Chances of finding the vamp pack that killed my parents is... Well, I probably never will.” She shrugged then, picking absently at a bit of peeling bark, mostly to keep from looking at Molly just then. “But I can at least try to save as many other people from that as I can. Yanno?”
She looked back up then, hesitant, but curious to see how the other girl would react to that. She sort of felt bad, assuming that Molly must have had to watch her parents be murdered, where Piper had hidden in a closet, and been spared because of that – or so she'd always assumed. She'd only had to see the aftermath of their murders, and try to work her way through the survivor's guilt that ate away at her to this day, though she didn't really even know enough about it to call it that.
“What about you, though? I mean... I dunno. What drives you? Knowing what's out there....don't you want to see as much of it gone from the world as possible?”
MOLLY--
"There is a Stable, you know, they have a few horses, though that stable boy is more muscle than brain, complete creeper, if you ask me." Though she could never ride my horse, no one touches my horse but me. Maybe that's a bit possessive of me, but I have nothing else to keep me grounded.
I don't react to her snapping at me, I was half expecting it when I said what I did, I don't have much tact in these kinds of situations, one could say that past events scrambled my brains a bit. "I have to admit, if it wasn't for Mister Frost, I wouldn't be here either."
My parents had been possessed for months before the Winchesters killed them and though they never really paid any attention to me, I witnessed the things they did, not that I really knew what they were at the time. "Killing things doesn't make a difference, what has happened will never unhappen and it will continue to happen everywhere, right under our noses, forever." I guess that sounds a bit like I have given up hope, maybe I have. In the end there is Heaven and Hell and the monsters in between.
"Anyway, you want to kill vampires, nothing wrong with that, when you're 18 you can walk out there and do what you want." I shrug and smile a bit at her, if she's lived as long as she has on her own, nothing is stopping her from doing it again when she's 18. Her last question stumps me a bit What drives you.. "What does it change? The Winchesters have been doing what they do since they were kids, there are hundreds, maybe more Hunters out there, nothing's changed. Nothing will ever change. When I do get out there to Hunt, I'll do it for myself, because I can never see myself sitting behind a desk somewhere when I know what's out there."
PIPER--
Piper just sort of stared at Molly, a bit shocked. It took her several minutes, the silence stretching out, before she could form a reply to the other girl. “I... I dunno. I think it makes a difference. It has to. For every monster I've taken out, there's people out there that never had to encounter it. It might not make a huge difference to the world, but...” She shrugged, sighing. “It has to make a difference. Even the small things matter.”
She went back to picking at the peeling bark, frowning thoughtfully. Eventually, hesitantly, she looked back up again. “I just feel like every single little difference has to matter, to someone, somewhere.” She shrugged, trying to appear nonchalant, to hide just how much the idea that nothing really made a difference shook her to her very core. “I saw a sappy poster somewhere, some stupid thing back at school, I think, once. Helping one person can change the world. Maybe not the whole world, but their world.” She actually blushed then, realizing just how stupid it sounded when she said it aloud.
“I dunno,” she mumbled. “It just matters.”
MOLLY--
"Whatever helps you sleep at night." I lean back dangerously looking up through the overhead branches to the dark sky now. "Don't mind me, it's just what I believe, doesn't mean anything." I'm just biding my time, learning what I have to learn, practice, practice but all that means nothing in the end because practical uses makes you better, practice is all good but your life isn't in danger and it's the danger that keeps you on your toes. "My suggestion, if it matters at all, is learn what you can, cus once you are out there, you are alone."
I look down, swinging my legs a bit, then harder until I just jump landing on the hard packed snowy ground in a crouch before looking back up at Piper. "Better climb down, you'll give yourself a sprain if you jump." My horse is very large and I slip off or jump off all the time. "I was told once, that you should avoid falling unless you know how to land."
PIPER--
Her scowl was back again, the sappiness almost forgotten. “I managed just fine on my own,” she muttered, ignoring completely that her life had – probably – been saved by the old guys with the sweet car. Piper watched Molly jump down easily, trying to hide how impressed she was. But, she couldn't help but silently agree. She'd be more likely to break her ankle or something else stupid if she tried to follow suit.
Instead, she scrambled down, only dropping the last couple of feet, and even then into a crouch similar to what the other girl had done. When she rose to her feet, she let herself openly examine Molly in the dying light. Then she glanced up to the sky, and scowled. “I'm gonna have to get into the main cabin pretty soon, or Hanscum's gonna come looking for me. And for a cheery, creepy old lady, she can be kinda scary if she really gets mad.” Despite herself, her lips twisted into a brief smile, one that she quickly suppressed. She might not like the restrictions she was currently on, and often blamed Donna for them, but...in truth, she sort of liked the woman.
MOLLY--
"I'm sure you did, until you didn't." I shrug "No shame in needing help, from time to time." Glad Piper was not foolish enough to try and jump, pride is one of the first things that has to go if one is to survive out there in the real world.
I sigh at the thought of going in right now, I have been outside all day just riding and wandering, I can't stand being cooped up inside the four walls sometimes. "Donna's alright, I suppose." I have nothing against any of them, they are going out of their way to give us what family we are lacking, but I never wanted another family. "I'm going to stay out a while longer."
PIPER--
“I...guess.” She was right, Piper knew that. It was hard to admit, and harder to allow, but...she knew. She hesitated, even though she knew she should be getting inside. She considered staying, breaking the rules in a larger way, instead of her little rebellions that she suspected were allowed without being commented on. But..she really didn't want to deal with the lecture. If she just went in, she would at least be allowed to slink off into her room and be undisturbed the rest of the night. Usually, anyway.
But...she found herself liking this girl, and was reluctant to just...walk away. She fidgeted for a minute or two, then, not meeting Molly's eyes, she gathered up her courage – and how could this take courage, when she'd faced off against a variety of monsters? – and spoke again. “Hey, uh... Any chance maybe...some other day... I mean, if you're not too busy... Well, maybe, could you show me your horse?” She glanced up to the girl under her lashes, almost hating herself in that moment for feeling so shy, so out of her element with a simple, friendly, question.
She suddenly shifted her feet, prepared to just take off, hating how stupid she felt just then. “Sorry,” she muttered. “It was stupid. Just...forget it, okay?”
MOLLY--
I watch her in all her conflicted mess and I remember being the same when I arrived, full of things and needing to sort them out. I found my way out in time, I know my mind now. I'm just biding my time, soaking in what I can. Piper seems like a nice girl and I guess I haven't made much of an effort to make any kind of friends here. In my mind, they are all dead, anyway, why bother.
"I don't mind. I did say there are horses, you could learn to ride if you want." With that I pull a knit hat from my pocket and slip it over my head as it's getting colder.
PIPER--
She froze, staring at Molly, shame flushing her cheeks even as hope filled her eyes. “Uh. That...okay. That'd be...kinda cool.” Shaking her head, she actually laughed at herself, then. “No, I mean...that's really cool, actually. Thanks.” She smiled at Molly, a genuine smile, probably the first genuine smile she'd worn in months, and more.
She stuck her hands in the pockets of her jacket, just looking at Molly for another moment or two. The porch light came on and she could see someone moving near the cabin in that light, and sighed. “I really gotta go, I guess,” she said, afraid it was Hanscum looking for her.
She knew she wasn't really trusted yet, part of why she was still stuck in the main cabin instead of in the dorm with the others, and suddenly...she thought she might have a reason to earn some of the trust she hadn't cared about before. There was someone here she found she might actually want to talk to, not to gain knowledge or because she was forced to, but because she honestly just...wanted to.
“I, uh... I'll see you around.” She offered a little wave, feeling shy again, then turned and jogged off toward the cabin, her head ducked a bit to hide the smile curving her lips once more.
MOLLY--
"Yeah, Piper, seeya around." I wasn't out to make friends but shit happens I guess, not that it's always a bad thing, attachments are required for survival. Even Demons hardly go off on their own unless they are terribly powerful..or stupid. The Winchesters always have eachother or allies, trying to make it all alone takes a special kind of crazy. Luckily we have a few of those here.
I stuff my hands into my pockets as I watch her go off towards the main cabin. Eventually I turn and head off towards the other cabins if only to lurk around just out of the porch lights, see what I can see, I may not be some creeper, but I have to admit, I enjoy it some times.
A month since the angel had abandoned her to this stupid place with their stupid rules and their stupid...everything. She glared at the cabin from where she stood leaning against a tree at the border between the forest and the clearing that housed most of the buildings that made up this little joke they called an academy. Piper was aware she was being overly harsh and unfair about it all, but she just didn't care at the moment. She felt like being here wasn't helping her become a better hunter at all, and she could only think of all the people she might be able to help if she were out there, instead of stuck here, in this peculiar place that always felt so closed off from the rest of the world.
She pulled her jacket closer around her, pushing away from the tree with a small grunt. Getting stiff way too easily, she thought darkly. Still, deep down, where she barely recognized it and would certainly never admit to it, she was grateful for the reprieve that Hanscum woman had forced on her. Somewhere, just as deep down, she was aware she was far too young to have ever tried to be a lone hunter. After all, if things had gone differently, she might even be out at a party on a Saturday night, or prepping for an SAT exam in hopes of going to good college. Something other than standing here, head tilted to the sky, watching clouds go by and considering whether she should practice with a knife or gun next.
MOLLY--
I'm sitting in a tree above Piper, it's branches dense and old enough to support and conceal me, I had been watching Piper for a while, guess that's kinda creepy, but I was in the tree first and I didn't want to bother her, Piper looked like she was going through things, people that come here are not happy people. We all have our stories and truck loads of baggage's. I'm no different, hostile, cranky and resistant, though I suppose having my horse here with me makes me lucky, some people have nothing.
"You know if you scowl like that all the time, your face will stay that way, or you'll get premature wrinkles or something." I've been in trouble here a few times, out at all hours, skipping meals, backtalk like a pro. All in all I have done everything non-lethal I could do to get myself kicked out and they haven't yet. I figure anyplace willing to go through my Hell kinda deserves a bit of a chance. I settle somewhere on a branch which makes me more visible to Piper, my legs swinging in the empty air above her head. "I'm Molly" I leave chaos and mayhem in my wake, I have a bit of a bad girl reputation, and I've been here a few months longer than Piper.
PIPER--
Piper's eyes narrowed, though, to her credit, she didn't show any outward signs of the startlement she'd felt at hearing the strange voice come out of nowhere. Fucking getting soft, being here, she thought with more than a little annoyance and disgust. “Could be worse,” she said to the air, before finally spotting the girl sitting in the tree above her as she resettled onto a branch. “I'd rather end up ugly than creeping on people.”
Scowling up, she glanced over the tree, briefly considering climbing up to join the girl, before dismissing the notion as...sort of childish. There was no reason to climb a tree, unless it gave her some sort of advantage against something she was hunting. Climbing trees was for kids, and she was long past her childhood now.
She let the silence stretch out, considering the girl. She's spotted her once or twice, she thought, around, but had never had reason to speak to her. And Piper? She never spoke to anyone anymore unless she had a damn good reason to.
Finally, she relented. “Piper.” She hesitated, then sighed. “What'd you do to get stuck....here?” The scowl had slowly faded, replaced with a squint as she continued to look upward.
MOLLY--
I just giggle at the thought of being a creeper, though I was here first and Piper walked over, it's not creeping and I figure talking to her first instead of jumping down is a lot less creepy and dangerous for my health. "You wanna come up? It's nice..unless you don't know how to climb trees. It takes a bit more muscle and coordination I suppose." I swing my legs again.
"Ohh..I didn't do anything to end up here, it's not a prison or something." Though for a while I did wonder if I was being punished, I would still like to be out there, I would still like to rip the Winchesters brothers faces off with my bare hands. But I understand what she means and I don't like to talk about it. I shrug then and chew my bottom lip before answering further.
"My folks were possessed, the Winchesters killed them, now I'm here." And I burn with rage, but more for the demons that possessed my family than the brothers, they did what they had to do to save their lives, still. They killed my parents. "Could be worse, could have been put in foster care."
PIPER--
A scowl twisted her face again at the implied insult to her capability. Still, Piper restrained herself. She knew her capabilities, and she didn't need to prove herself to some stranger. “Mmm,” she replied, “sure feels like a prison sometimes. That Hanscum woman has me on a fucking curfew. Curfew. Can you imagine? She's like a fucking warden.” Even as she said it, she realized how utterly ridiculous she sounded. Donna acted like she'd never last five minutes in charge of a prison. Still, she was on a roll, so she let it pass unremarked. “Over a year on my own, hunting, surviving, and they act like I'm some damn helpless kid.”
She sensed something about the girl's attitude shift. Piper let some of her own anger fade, her expression shifting to something that might almost be sympathetic. Oh. A flash of the men who'd been with the damn angel – and yes, she took a perverse delight in cursing an actual real angel in her mind just as much as she could manage – came to her and she sighed again. Contemplating the climb, she shrugged and reached up to grab the nearest branch large enough to support her weight, and then pulled herself up and scrambled around until she could settle herself onto a branch a few feet away from Molly.
“I...met them. The Winchesters. They...uh,” she paused, looking decidedly uncomfortable. Rubbing absently at her wrist, the very same one that had once been cuffed to the door of their admittedly sweet car, she found she couldn't meet Molly's eyes. But, she also felt compelled to finish, as uncomfortable as speaking the admission made her. “They saved my life. I guess. Them and that...uh...angel. The one that hangs around here sometimes.” Her eyes darted up to take in Molly's reaction, unsure how many people even knew the guy, or what he really was. “I'm sorry about your parents.” Despite the cliché expectedness of the words, there was genuine feeling behind them.
MOLLY--
"You are a kid, being on your own isn't normal so they are trying to give us some normal to counter the rest of the abnormal, can't blame them for it, but yeah, it does chafe." I watch her climb and settle onto the branch. I have a small pocket knife in my hand with which I am slowly carving into the branch next to me, just a rhythmic stab stab stab. "It's not so bad..I got to bring my horse, he keeps me sane, though I rarely miss a chance to do my own thing, like skipping curfew." I smirk at that.
I shrug off thought of the brothers and Castiel, I don't want to get upset, not now, I'm actually in a better mood today. "Nothing out there that won't still be out there when you're ready to handle yourself, so why the rush? Was it that bad that you have revenge burning in your gut?"
PIPER--
Despite herself she found herself interested at the mention of a horse. Some small speck of the teenager she'd once been showed in the brief flash of interest and even wonder at that mention, before she brought herself under control. “A..horse. That's...kinda cool,” she replied nonchalantly, flashing a smirk at the mention of skipping curfew.
“It's not revenge,” she snapped, regretting her tone almost the second the words were out. “Uh, sorry. But..it's not, not really. Chances of finding the vamp pack that killed my parents is... Well, I probably never will.” She shrugged then, picking absently at a bit of peeling bark, mostly to keep from looking at Molly just then. “But I can at least try to save as many other people from that as I can. Yanno?”
She looked back up then, hesitant, but curious to see how the other girl would react to that. She sort of felt bad, assuming that Molly must have had to watch her parents be murdered, where Piper had hidden in a closet, and been spared because of that – or so she'd always assumed. She'd only had to see the aftermath of their murders, and try to work her way through the survivor's guilt that ate away at her to this day, though she didn't really even know enough about it to call it that.
“What about you, though? I mean... I dunno. What drives you? Knowing what's out there....don't you want to see as much of it gone from the world as possible?”
MOLLY--
"There is a Stable, you know, they have a few horses, though that stable boy is more muscle than brain, complete creeper, if you ask me." Though she could never ride my horse, no one touches my horse but me. Maybe that's a bit possessive of me, but I have nothing else to keep me grounded.
I don't react to her snapping at me, I was half expecting it when I said what I did, I don't have much tact in these kinds of situations, one could say that past events scrambled my brains a bit. "I have to admit, if it wasn't for Mister Frost, I wouldn't be here either."
My parents had been possessed for months before the Winchesters killed them and though they never really paid any attention to me, I witnessed the things they did, not that I really knew what they were at the time. "Killing things doesn't make a difference, what has happened will never unhappen and it will continue to happen everywhere, right under our noses, forever." I guess that sounds a bit like I have given up hope, maybe I have. In the end there is Heaven and Hell and the monsters in between.
"Anyway, you want to kill vampires, nothing wrong with that, when you're 18 you can walk out there and do what you want." I shrug and smile a bit at her, if she's lived as long as she has on her own, nothing is stopping her from doing it again when she's 18. Her last question stumps me a bit What drives you.. "What does it change? The Winchesters have been doing what they do since they were kids, there are hundreds, maybe more Hunters out there, nothing's changed. Nothing will ever change. When I do get out there to Hunt, I'll do it for myself, because I can never see myself sitting behind a desk somewhere when I know what's out there."
PIPER--
Piper just sort of stared at Molly, a bit shocked. It took her several minutes, the silence stretching out, before she could form a reply to the other girl. “I... I dunno. I think it makes a difference. It has to. For every monster I've taken out, there's people out there that never had to encounter it. It might not make a huge difference to the world, but...” She shrugged, sighing. “It has to make a difference. Even the small things matter.”
She went back to picking at the peeling bark, frowning thoughtfully. Eventually, hesitantly, she looked back up again. “I just feel like every single little difference has to matter, to someone, somewhere.” She shrugged, trying to appear nonchalant, to hide just how much the idea that nothing really made a difference shook her to her very core. “I saw a sappy poster somewhere, some stupid thing back at school, I think, once. Helping one person can change the world. Maybe not the whole world, but their world.” She actually blushed then, realizing just how stupid it sounded when she said it aloud.
“I dunno,” she mumbled. “It just matters.”
MOLLY--
"Whatever helps you sleep at night." I lean back dangerously looking up through the overhead branches to the dark sky now. "Don't mind me, it's just what I believe, doesn't mean anything." I'm just biding my time, learning what I have to learn, practice, practice but all that means nothing in the end because practical uses makes you better, practice is all good but your life isn't in danger and it's the danger that keeps you on your toes. "My suggestion, if it matters at all, is learn what you can, cus once you are out there, you are alone."
I look down, swinging my legs a bit, then harder until I just jump landing on the hard packed snowy ground in a crouch before looking back up at Piper. "Better climb down, you'll give yourself a sprain if you jump." My horse is very large and I slip off or jump off all the time. "I was told once, that you should avoid falling unless you know how to land."
PIPER--
Her scowl was back again, the sappiness almost forgotten. “I managed just fine on my own,” she muttered, ignoring completely that her life had – probably – been saved by the old guys with the sweet car. Piper watched Molly jump down easily, trying to hide how impressed she was. But, she couldn't help but silently agree. She'd be more likely to break her ankle or something else stupid if she tried to follow suit.
Instead, she scrambled down, only dropping the last couple of feet, and even then into a crouch similar to what the other girl had done. When she rose to her feet, she let herself openly examine Molly in the dying light. Then she glanced up to the sky, and scowled. “I'm gonna have to get into the main cabin pretty soon, or Hanscum's gonna come looking for me. And for a cheery, creepy old lady, she can be kinda scary if she really gets mad.” Despite herself, her lips twisted into a brief smile, one that she quickly suppressed. She might not like the restrictions she was currently on, and often blamed Donna for them, but...in truth, she sort of liked the woman.
MOLLY--
"I'm sure you did, until you didn't." I shrug "No shame in needing help, from time to time." Glad Piper was not foolish enough to try and jump, pride is one of the first things that has to go if one is to survive out there in the real world.
I sigh at the thought of going in right now, I have been outside all day just riding and wandering, I can't stand being cooped up inside the four walls sometimes. "Donna's alright, I suppose." I have nothing against any of them, they are going out of their way to give us what family we are lacking, but I never wanted another family. "I'm going to stay out a while longer."
PIPER--
“I...guess.” She was right, Piper knew that. It was hard to admit, and harder to allow, but...she knew. She hesitated, even though she knew she should be getting inside. She considered staying, breaking the rules in a larger way, instead of her little rebellions that she suspected were allowed without being commented on. But..she really didn't want to deal with the lecture. If she just went in, she would at least be allowed to slink off into her room and be undisturbed the rest of the night. Usually, anyway.
But...she found herself liking this girl, and was reluctant to just...walk away. She fidgeted for a minute or two, then, not meeting Molly's eyes, she gathered up her courage – and how could this take courage, when she'd faced off against a variety of monsters? – and spoke again. “Hey, uh... Any chance maybe...some other day... I mean, if you're not too busy... Well, maybe, could you show me your horse?” She glanced up to the girl under her lashes, almost hating herself in that moment for feeling so shy, so out of her element with a simple, friendly, question.
She suddenly shifted her feet, prepared to just take off, hating how stupid she felt just then. “Sorry,” she muttered. “It was stupid. Just...forget it, okay?”
MOLLY--
I watch her in all her conflicted mess and I remember being the same when I arrived, full of things and needing to sort them out. I found my way out in time, I know my mind now. I'm just biding my time, soaking in what I can. Piper seems like a nice girl and I guess I haven't made much of an effort to make any kind of friends here. In my mind, they are all dead, anyway, why bother.
"I don't mind. I did say there are horses, you could learn to ride if you want." With that I pull a knit hat from my pocket and slip it over my head as it's getting colder.
PIPER--
She froze, staring at Molly, shame flushing her cheeks even as hope filled her eyes. “Uh. That...okay. That'd be...kinda cool.” Shaking her head, she actually laughed at herself, then. “No, I mean...that's really cool, actually. Thanks.” She smiled at Molly, a genuine smile, probably the first genuine smile she'd worn in months, and more.
She stuck her hands in the pockets of her jacket, just looking at Molly for another moment or two. The porch light came on and she could see someone moving near the cabin in that light, and sighed. “I really gotta go, I guess,” she said, afraid it was Hanscum looking for her.
She knew she wasn't really trusted yet, part of why she was still stuck in the main cabin instead of in the dorm with the others, and suddenly...she thought she might have a reason to earn some of the trust she hadn't cared about before. There was someone here she found she might actually want to talk to, not to gain knowledge or because she was forced to, but because she honestly just...wanted to.
“I, uh... I'll see you around.” She offered a little wave, feeling shy again, then turned and jogged off toward the cabin, her head ducked a bit to hide the smile curving her lips once more.
MOLLY--
"Yeah, Piper, seeya around." I wasn't out to make friends but shit happens I guess, not that it's always a bad thing, attachments are required for survival. Even Demons hardly go off on their own unless they are terribly powerful..or stupid. The Winchesters always have eachother or allies, trying to make it all alone takes a special kind of crazy. Luckily we have a few of those here.
I stuff my hands into my pockets as I watch her go off towards the main cabin. Eventually I turn and head off towards the other cabins if only to lurk around just out of the porch lights, see what I can see, I may not be some creeper, but I have to admit, I enjoy it some times.