Alice had gasped when the girl sprang to life suddenly, tearing herself away and stumbling to her feet. Alice’s lips tugged into a frown as she rose to her own feet, raising her hands as the girl flailed around for her gun. The British girl took a slow step away, not wanting to frighten the stranger any more than she already had. She bit at her lip and gave the dark haired girl a second to collect herself before finally speaking in her same gentle tone, “Calm down, dove, I’m not here to hurt you.”
Alice offered a crooked smile and nodded once before reaching down, still keeping eye contact with the killjoy, and carefully withdrew her gun from her hip. With two fingers she delicately placed it on the ground by her feet and held up her hands again. “My name is Atomic Angel and I was on my way back to my camp when I spotted you. You looked rather distressed, so I decided to pull over and help.” Alice chuckled softly and gestured with her thumb towards the dude van. “I know, it’s severely shocking, but just as equally entertaining and even more useful than that.”
Alice pursed her lips together and waited for the killjoy to respond, eyes giving the girl a quick look over. The girl had dark hair and dark eyes, dark tired eyes. It was obvious she was suffering from dehydration and heat exhaustion and Alice couldn’t help but want to wrap her in an embrace and pet her hair. The poor thing just looked so worn, regardless of her attempts to look intimidating. A frown played at Alice’s lips. “I have water, if you’d like some.”
She really didn’t have a choice at this point. It was either put all her trust in this woman with the man van or end up dying of something as stupid as dehydration. So lightly nodding her head, she lowered her gun and cautiously approached the girl standing before her. As the concept that she would actually be getting water soon soaked in, her mouth seemed to become even more dry than before. This mysterious chick with the naked dude van was very suddenly becoming her favorite person.