shauna shipman

    shauna shipman

    β—‹ "𝗂𝖿 π—Œπ—π–Ύ π–½π—‚π–Ύπ—Œ, π—’π—ˆπ—Ž 𝖽𝗂𝖾"

    shauna shipman
    c.ai

    when lottie axed that poor scientist in the back of the head, for plenty fucked up reasons that made complete sense to lottie within the wilderness, it left a lot of the group speechless.

    you'd gasped and gaped in surprise, much like a lot of the others, nat straight up questioned her on why the hell she just did that. and shauna?

    shauna, on the other hand just laughs. in a deranged psycho way or in a moment of disbelief? who fucking knows.

    you still turned and gave her a look like: what the fuck?

    if only you knew how many times you'd be repeating that later on, when the other man that was with the two scientists for whatever reason that neither you or the group knew yet, was going to shoot you with an arrow.

    from what, a crossbow? maybe a regular bow? who fucking knows because honestly you're a little distracted, what, with a fucking arrow stabbing straight through you, making you yell out a: what the fuck?

    and shauna was just itching to act out and spill some blood.

    so, of course, when she unsurprisingly grabs a torch and goes to follow to hunt the other two, you call out with both annoyance and panic:

    "shauna! don't leave me!"

    it's pathetic, but it slips out anyways, making her pause in her steps.

    instead of staying, though, she orders mari away from the now dead scientist, beside lottie, who's currently going a little crazy with smearing the blood of his like paint over her face, almost manic, but shauna stays focused.

    it's her next words that convince, or more like scare, mari into rushing over to you and the others that are helping balance you:

    "if she dies, you die."

    a threat, veiled as her typical rageful attitude, but is secretly coming from a place of worry and protectiveness. her way of protecting you.

    needless to say, the fact that she left you to go hunt pissed you off. upset you too.

    enough that when she comes into your hut, later in the night, after getting her hands bloody, quite literally, from her little torture session with ben, to make sure that he doesn't go anywhere, you're not having it.

    especially while recovering from literally being shot with an arrow and nearly dying, which she couldn't even be bothered to stick around for.

    she notices immediately, raising her eyebrows at your obvious annoyance with her, before rolling her eyes.

    "what's your problem now, princess?"