She seeks out the women

As Lisa listened to the various sounds around the camp she felt a faint flicker of hope upon hearing the female voices, their soft tones floating upon the night air. Perhaps she would find some sympathy for her plight there, she thought. Some food. Some aid.

She snuck through the shadows not wanting to draw the attention of any of the bandits who, without Nash's protection may try to claim her for themselves. Weaving through a few ramshackle structures she soon found the women who sat upon various pieces of junk, or in the dirt in a loose circle. They were bathed in the low light of a couple of lanterns, the scene reminding her of sitting around a camp fire with friends back when she was younger.

Lisa intentionally crunched the gravel under her feet as she stepped close, causing the women to immediately fall silent and glare in her direction. Suddenly nervous before so many strangers, Lisa offered a friendly wave, "Uh... hi." she began, her tone soft and inoffensive. "Sorry I didn't mean to interrupt."

One of the women cocked her head, rising to her feet and casting a glance around the group before taking a step towards Lisa.

"Hey there stranger." Said the woman, not unkindly, "You must be the lass the boys picked up today, instead o' big Bill... that right?" she asked, her eyes shimmering in the light as they took Lisa in.

Lisa nodded as she looked the woman over - she was taller and bulkier than lisa with big, curly hair and what appeared to be a very large bust, however it was hard to make out much more in the relative darkness. "Yes, that's me. Lisa..." she said, introducing herself.

"Lucky fer you I s'pose." said the woman, taking another step closer. "Be'in rescued from the law and all... I hear ya killed some fellas back in Deadneck, an that ya was even locked up with Bill. Got a little private time with the big lad too... that right?" she asked, a faint smile forming upon her lips.

Lisa shuffled uncomfortably on her feet, the interrogation making her nervous and bringing up unwanted memories. Not wanting to elaborate too much, she nodded once more. "Yes, I defended my honour and was locked up for it..." she said simply, "And yes, Bill was locked up too."

Lisa felt the sharp sting across her cheek before she saw or heard the smack, the larger woman's speed coming as a total shock to her. As Lisa reeled away in pain, the woman spat. "He's my man! Ya hear me!? Stay away from Bill, he aint innerested in a scrawny little thing like you, ya slut!"

As Lisa cowered the furious woman took another step forward to loom over her. "I'll fuckin kill ya fer what you did ya bitch!" the woman roared and in that moment Lisa knew she had to make a decision. She could retort, tell the woman the truth and hope she would believe her - hope that she would understand that Bill had **** her and she had **** in the matter. Or, Lisa reasoned she could submit to the jealous wench - apologise and offer recompense for her misdeeds. Either way was fraught with danger and injured and alone as she was, she knew neither option was likely to end well for her.