Walk of Shame (Cameo)

Everyone was so comfortable once Mr. Ruze was sent away, for the most part that is. Troubles and conflicts still roamed around all their minds. But immediate threat wasn't right in front of any of them, and there for not another problem to add on. Till the day one of them, Matthew, was swiped from right under their noses. Single individuals are no longer their only enemies. And for frack sakes, Vy didn't even know until hours after they returned the poor fellow. Even still she's in the dark about what actually happened. Only given small details from Jeran that the end results were far from pretty.

And of course the time to go back to that very academy arrives before she has a chance to find out anymore.

Is it selfish that the only thing Vy can think of, when her friend pops into her mind, is how dull this place is now? He was punished for something, and probably in a load of pain currently. But all she can consider is how much she misses her Partner in Crime. That alone is a surprising detail to float through her brain though. After all that's occurred in their little group of friends, she can't help it. Who's going to help her spice this place up with brutal fights and sarcasm? And as she drags her feet around this week, she doesn't even have the urge to cause any herself.

Wonder what it'd be like if Vy was never forced to the female dorms, and Matthew never got booted. Would they all still be as close? Seems like she's only destined to share a room with the ones that hate her, and this week their extra obnoxious. With a heavy sigh and no energy to argue the reason why they need to shut the hell up, Vy resorts to going anywhere but here. Maybe a workout, or an early dinner, but there's no relaxing in that room. What she discovers on her aimless walk, makes it well worth it.

"Matthew?" Vy questions when she spots that familiar face turning the corner from the staircase. At first, it's like she doesn't believe it. But that's certainly him. "What are you doing back here?" There's no way he decided to rejoin the academy after he wanted to leave. If they'd even let him back. Then, why is he here?

Of course Matthew is here to collect his belongings. There's honestly no other reasonable explanation. It'd be wrong of Vy to hope that he suddenly rejoined the academy to graduate, just because she's obligated to. Having to avoid Jeran here, to prevent suspicion, leaves her with no one else that she can get along with at this place. Not with Matt gone. And just when they were actually becoming friends to. "I would of picked them up for you." She offers now that it's too late. Guess some company is better then nothing.

"Not sure." Vy responds with cluelessness over where his things are. Certainly with his high rank friend O'Rourke around, they didn't just rudely throw away his things. The two venture up the stairs while that very Officer is brought up. It's only another question that Vy has no answer for. "Again, don't know." Like she ever has her brain in on what's going on here. The thing only turns on when the real action starts. She's only along for the ride, and to provide the strength whenever it's necessary.

For some reason he finds the need to state the obvious on the fact she's still in the academy. "No, i'm a figment of your imagination." She states quite seriously though it's complete sarcasm. "I don't have much of a choice." Just because they're now on the level of friends, actual sincerity arrives next. That's far from the current issues though.

"You wanna tell me what the hell happened?" This time she's the one asking something, with a concerned expression and all. It's too frustrating being left in the dark.

The lack of answers only pulls out humor from Matthew. Well least his insults are a good sign that he hasn't completely shut down. Same good old Matt. "That's what Momma always said." Vy explains, and finally answers something, with a shrug and unmistakable smirk. How funny that these rude remarks caused their butting heads in the beginning; yet now it's their way of being friendly, and even nice to one another. Even if she is clueless over most things, she still holds some use for keeping around.

Perhaps that's not as a therapist though, because Matthew holds no interest in telling Vy what occurred. Well fine, she'll just stay in the dark. Till he adds in that this just isn't the place for that conversation. Understandable. "Right." She expresses her comprehension with an internal smack to the forehead. His eyes go up and down the hallway before smoothly turning the subject on her in a whisper.

Right, she could be in his very predicament.

The rules say no Peacekeepers can have a kid, nothing about already making that precious mistake. And honestly she doesn't have much of a choice anymore. An income is now especially needed with the lack of Brittany's support. Plus there's not much more Vy can do aside from fighting. "That doesn't matter." It's soon, but she doesn't want to tell him that. He has bigger things to worry about, and she doesn't need someone convincing her otherwise.

Still that's not enough for him, and he halts the travel to both of their old dorm to give her a word of advice. From what he says she can only gather that he was whipped. Harsh punishment, and she should only find it sweet that he's looking out for her. He doesn't want her to suffer from the same fate. "I get it." She assures with a much more hushed tone. It feels like the only thing she can say, and she then simply follows beside him.

No one's home so they enter right in. Funny how this place actually holds some memories in it. "All the dorms look identical, yet I miss this one." Vy sighs out the only small bits of emotion she maintains. Subtly her eyes watch as Matthew goes to collect his thing from his locker, while also gazing around the room that's now very blank. "Whatever happened to the twins?" She wonders out loud. They can't talk about what happened presently, might as well distract them with something else.

The innocent conversation is quite a nice change. That's what normal friends would discuss; thing that have occurred in the past, and people they no longer see. For a second it almost feels like they've average. "Did something happen between you two?" Vy questions without care over whether she's stepping over the line. She can at least try to stay on the sort of typical conversation. But of course it can never remain that way for very long.

Immediately the door closes behind her, and she can instantly tell they're returning back to that very serious topic. Without hesitation Matthew scolds her for still being here, and adds in the fact that Brooklyn can't lose her. Whenever her rugrat is brought into the soar subject, she can't help but get defensive. He recommends that she leaves while she still can. That she's destined to end up the same way he did. The sincerity that it held before though, is no longer there for Vy. It's a push to something she's incapable of doing, and it kills her in so many different aspects.

As much as her instincts tell her to get angry and defensive, she doesn't. "I don't have much of a choice anymore." Vy explains in a monotoned voice. "Look, nothing will go wrong as long as I play my cards right." Probably should of just left it at her first sentence, but the rest just slipped out. Her confidence may be the very thing Matthew's certain will get her in trouble. Either way she has nothing else to lose. Brooklyn would be far better off in Kyanite's hands, then in an unemployed Vy's.

"None of that matters. What's your plans now? Any ideas?" In seconds she's attempting to change the conversation back to him.

He's trying to be kind, like a good friend would. But something takes Vy back to the old days though, where nothing failed to anger her. The times when she assumed everything was meant to be offensive. That no one's her friend. Oh the joys of being young. The contexts of him preventing her from making the same mistake, turns into an insult that she's destined to. And to make matters even worse, he asks the meaning behind her own words. Requesting something she doesn't have an answer for.

"I don't know, not get caught." So far it's been working out for her. The little one's already hatched, and everyone believes she's her sister. It's different despite how similar their situations really are. Everything's going to be fine for her. She'll get stationed here, and continue down a career she's actually good at. Until any of that changes, she's not doing anything. That's her plan, and she's only curious over what Matthew's is. Discussing her's will only lead to nothing good.

Least it does sound like he has a decent setup of going to work with his father. A slight grin comes to Vy's face for a split second. She can't help but be happy for her friend. Though that joy quickly fades when he immediately brings the conversation back to her. Damn that didn't last long. "This." She informs nonchalantly with a shrug. Not her fault she wants to follow what she's good at. Sure, not so much in the book aspect of this place. But on the field there's no doubt she's better then the rest.

Matthew on the other hand, doesn't see the purpose she like does. He explains that this place isn't worth dying for. Yet what is? They live in a district, everything can get them killed. To illustrate his point, he reveals his back and just what staying here cost him. It's not a pretty picture to say the least. Though the sight doesn't scare her because it could very well happen to her. It only angers her for a different reason, that it came upon her friend. That she did nothing to help him, and wasn't even aware until he came back. What a friend she is.

There's nothing for her to say and she stands there speechless. He adds in an addition to the consequences with the look he now gets from everyone. That this apparently makes him a scumbag. It's slightly humorous how he makes it sound like the worst of it all, and a weak grin comes to her features. "They already look at me that way, and I'm pretty sure they always have with you to." Can't help but throw in a joke, and not look like a complete ass for the hint of a smile. Plus she'd give just about anything to drop this topic.

Of course it's not that easy though, and he gives an offer of a job incase that's the issue. Partially it is. "I'm not a builder." But it isn't completely. "Being a career was just as dangerous. I don't see a difference." Vy gives a shot at explaining her reasoning. "Thanks for the offer though, it is sweet."

The only plan that Vy has is shot down by Matthew. In no way does he find it a good idea, which he does have the right to. After all that he was put through. She has to try to remember that he's saying this out of decency, not assumptions. Just because there's a small chance she can get out of this unharmed, doesn't mean she should risk it. If only it was that easy, and she had just one aspect to consider.

"Perhaps." She agrees to potentially being delusional.

As if he couldn't carve into her brain even more, Matthew has to give another reasoning to why this place is horrible. It's not like Vy's protesting that. She's not looking forward to that part in the least. But she'll have to remember that they're criminals; and hope with everything she's got, that it's never someone she knows...unless it's Brittany, Vy's certainly eager for that day. Aside from that, she still doesn't have a choice. She needs this job. Can only pray she won't be dragged into the punisher field.

In further attempt to drop the subject, her lips stay sealed together. He's right after all. The Peacekeepers go far over-line with whom they capture, and what they do with them afterwards. But if she's not on their side, she'll be on the opposing. Which seems a lot more dangerous. She's going with what she feels is best, just like how she pulls out a joke in the mist of all this. Something has to rid of this soar topic.

Only a dark gaze provides a reply to Vy. Didn't think she'd actually offend Matthew, but perhaps this is bad timing. And when he does speak, she's unable to tell if he's accepting the humor or pissed off. "I'm joking, relax." For the first time she admits to her sarcasm. Guess it's her way of apologizing.

Sincerity over it all comes forth, just for her to find out she's not so great with that sort of thing either. Bad explanation? Reasoning? Whatever. Again, he's right. She has sucky people skills. "Always have." She mutters with crossed arms, turning around to follow Matthew to the other room. Well partially, as she leans against the doorframe that connects the bathroom.

He tells her to never say he didn't warn her, which only seems silly to her. Never did understand that analogy. As if she'd ever use that sort of blame. Let alone when obviously he did give her heads up. "I won't." She assures in a hushed tone. There's such an urge to really apologize for some reason. Over not just accepting what he's telling her. Because of what happened to him. That she didn't do anything about it. How she's still not doing anything. Yet her words don't formulate any of that.

"Sure you got everything?" That's what comes out instead.