Climbing up the Walls

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    Was climbing up this old radio tower the smartest idea she'd ever had? No. Actually, it was probably one of the dumbest, but she didn't care. If it fell over, it fell over. She loved being up this high, and the adrenaline rush from it all was intoxicating. She should really do stupid things more often. She felt happier right now than she had in a while. Selina could see so far, and the smile on her face was genuine for what felt like the first time in ages.

    It wasn't a performance for someone else, it wasn't a way to hide the anger and frustration, and it wasn't there to hide the deeper sadness at the root of it all. No, she felt content and at peace and she was going to revel in every second of it. She could see so far out over the rubble of a city that she called home. It was so fascinating... and her mother was somewhere in the middle of it. Selina's smile faded as her thoughts turned inward.

    She knew well that Katerina could take care of herself, but Selina still wanted to find her. She'd merely hinted at her mother being dead, if not outright claiming that she'd passed, since Katerina had left four years ago. It made things simple and prevented people from asking stupid questions. Selina sighed as she was pulled form her thoughts when she saw someone approaching.

    A younger kid from the look of it, though she couldn't tell much from the near top of the tower. She carefully made her way down and paused, still a few meters up, as he came into better view, "You looking for something?" she asked. Not many made their way out here anymore.

[Oliver H. Basille]

She was alive. She was alive. She was alive. And he'd find her. Oliver was relaying this mantra in his head over and over again, determined to keep a positive outlook. Nyx had always been so much more positive than him. She believed in things like love and hope and faith. Ollie tried his hardest to keep with the hope of finding his sister and would let things fall from there. He just had to keep looking for her and they would find each other soon enough.

In an attempt to keep with his usual upbeat mood, Ollie was humming to himself, just a random tune that was playing in his head as he headed towards the radio and tv station. It was sort of far out from where the rest of his group was setting up camp, but he'd find them later. If Adrian didn't come looking for him first. Which was likely as Adrian always seemed to worry about Oliver and what he'd get himself into. Especially after the mishap at the club district.

When he heard a voice from above him, he froze mid step and looked around. His eyes slid up to the tower and he tilted his head to the side, "Uhhhhh no, not something. Just kinda wandering. Ya know 'cause like, I'm a wanderer and shit. I mean. No I'm not. FUCK, shit, you didn't hear anything. Don't mind me Spiderwoman. I'll just be over here, doing nothing." Oliver could have walked into a wall repetitively after his word vomit.

He very much had a habit of talking too much and not quite knowing when to stop. So it all just came out in one long strand of rambling. Kind of like he did in his own mind and it was a wonder anyone could understand what he actually meant.

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    Selina chuckled at his response, "Don't worry, if you don't tell anyone I won't," she assured him with a teasing grin as she made it the rest of the way down the tower. "So wanderer who's wandering, should I let you know that it's unwise to wander alone?" she asked with a playful smirk. If he had friends nearby, it would be good to know in case he was more trouble than he seemed to be.

    Selina didn't sense any ill intent from him, yet she was always wary of any man she met when alone. She could handle herself just fine, but she didn't usually like to have to. She studied the young man in amused interest and walked up behind him, "You enjoy wandering into walls?" she asked as she debated whether or not she should stop him from walking into the wall again.

    He was definitely not your average loner, that was for sure. With that in mind, she figured he had to have people nearby. He probably hadn't survived alone for this long, unless she was drastically underestimating him, which was entirely possible. Selina decided  she'd proceed with a little more caution and stayed back a few feet.

[Oliver H. Basille]

Oliver smiled, his face burning for a reason he couldn't quite pinpoint. Why did it feel like all of his blood was rushing to his cheeks? Now he was hot. What the hell. Ollie ran his hand through his hair and nodded, "You got yourself a deal. And nah, I'm not totally alone, I just tend to stray sometimes. I like exploring and not everyone in the little group likes to stray too far away from camp. Who could blame 'em ya know?" But then, here was Ollie, straying further and further away, with no real sense of survival and a high dependency on his best friend.

If Ollie knew that she was trying to size him up, he might have laughed. Anyone who knew him for longer than five minutes would know that there was nothing remotely threatening about him. He wasn't good with weapons, he couldn't fight hand-to-hand. More or less all he was good at was running from conflict. Which he did more often than not. It also made him terrible at protecting others because he was such a flight risk and had trouble checking back to make sure the other person was okay.

That's probably how he lost his sister, though she had been the one not to look back to check if he was still keeping up. They were similar in that sense. Flight risks, the both of them.

"I do, thank you. Er. Okay not really, I just feel like kind of a dunce right now and I don't know how to stop talking sometimes so walking into walls is the next best thing for me," He laughed and realized again that he was talking too much and too fast. Deep breaths, Ollie, she's not going to eat you....hopefully.