#akhila

"Don't worry mate. She'll be there, she's always there," Zaid grunted at the effort, of half carrying a bloke named Jonny towards the Medicentre. Again, back here. Zaid might slag Akhila for always being here, but why did he always find himself here as well? Back on the beach, near the cruise ship, it seemed like the hornets had all fucked off. The ones attacking the ship all stopped in unison, did their fucked up buzzing click-clack thing, then rose un masse and flew off.

Zaid assumed it was back into the misty wilderness - that is, until he got to the Medicentre. The buzzing swelled as they got closer, and Zaid halted him and Jonny. He sat Jonny on a bench.

"Erm. Just wait here a moment," Zaid said; Jonny was in no position to refuse. Zaid approached the entrance of the Medicentre, peering in - but the loud festering buzz and scrabbling noise wasn't coming from inside the building. Zaid backed up to look on the rooftop, but no more hornets were up there, trying to destroy from above. He slowly walked the perimeter...

...and discovered a disgusting sight. A pile of hornets, dozens upon dozens of them, all scrabbling and flicking and piled on top of each other, like a clump of wasps moving nests. They were on the ground, piles of dirt forming as the ones on the bottom of the clump seemed to be digging, and the others on top seemed to help move dirt. All working together, but still extremely grotesque to Zaid's eyes.

The hornets were steadfastly ignoring him, at least. And, in his periphery, another person was also watching.

"...Akhila?" he asked. "Did you....what did you do to them?" Because this had to be the not-doctor surgeon's doing, somehow. Zaid continued speaking, faint but precise. "I...I brought Jonny, love. He's sitting out front. He was trying to fend off the hornets at the Odyssey, when a piece of the ship's hull fell on him, pinned his leg. We got him free, I brought him here..." For Akhila to fix. But Zaid was transfixed by the thick, wriggling pile of hornets at the back of her 'home'.

Attractiveness:

repulsive || hideous || ugly || not attractive || unappealing || not unattractive || meh || no preference || ok || mildly attractive || nice looking || cute || adorable || attractive || pleasant on the eyes || good looking || hot || sexy || beautiful || gorgeous || hot damn || would tap that || perfect || godlike || holy fuck there are no words

Personality:

grating || irritating || frustrating || boring || confusing at best || awkward || unreasonable || psychotic || disturbing || interesting || engaging || affectionate || aggressive || ambitious || anxious || artistic || bad tempered || bossy || charismatic || appealing || unappealing || creative || courageous || dependable || unreliable || unpredictable || predictable || devious || dim || extroverted || introverted ||  egotistical || gregarious || fabulous || impulsive || intelligent || sympathetic || talkative || up beat || peaceful || calming || badass || flexible

How likely they would have sex with them:

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending || fuck no! || never || no way || not likely || not sure || indifferent || I’m asexual || maybe || probably || it depends || fairly likely || likely || yeah sure || yes || would tap that || hell yes || fuck yes! || wishing that could happen right now || as many times as possible || we are already having sex

Level of Friendship:

never in a million years || worst of enemies || enemies || rivals || indifferent || neutral || acquaintance || friendly toward each other || casual friends || friends || good friends || best friends || fuck buddies || bosom buddies || practically the same person || would die for them || true friends || my only friend ||

Current impression of them:

idk if draw the squads are still a thing in 2020 but, bud, it’s 2020 what is time who cares? (original here)