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thearena2013-11-10 05:48 pm
iselldrugstothecommunity) wrote in thearena2013-11-10 05:48 pm
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I'm Friends with the Monster
WHO| Howard, Orc and anyone
WHAT| Howard and Orc set up camp in the labs.
WHEN| Week 4
WHERE| The labs
WARNINGS| Hunger.
NOTES| Interact with one or both!
Howard doesn't like spending too much time on the ground, not after finding out that there are raptors around here, but the idea of getting Orc to climb a tree is outright laughable. So they walk, even though the wake Orc leaves behind him makes Howard nervous. It's not just animal predators they have to worry about.
The more pressing matter, however, is food. They don't have nearly enough rations between them to have even a meal a day. They're both too intimately familiar with this feeling. A step between hungry and desperate. The pain in their bodies that radiates outwards and bores the muscles. Lethargy and exhaustion that smears conscious thought around like grey paint. Howard sets a goal: just keep walking forward, Orc, he'll figure something out. And silently, he hopes he does.
Howard goes ahead, making sure he can hear Orc, and follows a colorful bird that he's only mostly sure isn't a hallucination. It disappears into the sun, but there are two buildings he didn't know existed in these jungles in front of him. Dilapidated, and as he breaks open the door to one he realizes that there's no way he'd trust the second story to bear Orc's weight. Beams drip from the ceiling. Strange rusted metal cages yawn open. A patch of wall is missing, letting the sunset enter like a spotlight.
But none of that matters as much as the empty plastic wrapper on the floor. The crumbs still left inside. Howard drops to his knees on the cement floor and examines the wrapper with his fingertips, notes that the crumbs aren't even moldy.
"Orc," he says, "close the door behind you. We sleep here tonight."
They'll trade off sleeping, one of them watching at all times, after they scour the building for food. Howard will take a place on the catwalk, looking through a busted window and that gaping hole in the wall, and Orc can probably sit in front of the door like a stone sentry.
WHAT| Howard and Orc set up camp in the labs.
WHEN| Week 4
WHERE| The labs
WARNINGS| Hunger.
NOTES| Interact with one or both!
Howard doesn't like spending too much time on the ground, not after finding out that there are raptors around here, but the idea of getting Orc to climb a tree is outright laughable. So they walk, even though the wake Orc leaves behind him makes Howard nervous. It's not just animal predators they have to worry about.
The more pressing matter, however, is food. They don't have nearly enough rations between them to have even a meal a day. They're both too intimately familiar with this feeling. A step between hungry and desperate. The pain in their bodies that radiates outwards and bores the muscles. Lethargy and exhaustion that smears conscious thought around like grey paint. Howard sets a goal: just keep walking forward, Orc, he'll figure something out. And silently, he hopes he does.
Howard goes ahead, making sure he can hear Orc, and follows a colorful bird that he's only mostly sure isn't a hallucination. It disappears into the sun, but there are two buildings he didn't know existed in these jungles in front of him. Dilapidated, and as he breaks open the door to one he realizes that there's no way he'd trust the second story to bear Orc's weight. Beams drip from the ceiling. Strange rusted metal cages yawn open. A patch of wall is missing, letting the sunset enter like a spotlight.
But none of that matters as much as the empty plastic wrapper on the floor. The crumbs still left inside. Howard drops to his knees on the cement floor and examines the wrapper with his fingertips, notes that the crumbs aren't even moldy.
"Orc," he says, "close the door behind you. We sleep here tonight."
They'll trade off sleeping, one of them watching at all times, after they scour the building for food. Howard will take a place on the catwalk, looking through a busted window and that gaping hole in the wall, and Orc can probably sit in front of the door like a stone sentry.
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"Creepy." He comments and proceeds to spill out the contents of his shoulder bag to examine what they have left among his supplies.
dental floss; fire-starting materials, bug repellant, waterproof poncho, 20-foot nylon rope, A 4 person (Or two people and Orc) sized tent, and a spear that had seen little used other then to try and fail to hit birds.
No food.
No water.
No beer.
With a belabored sigh Orc swept the smaller items back into his bag for now. Who knows? Maybe they'd find someone who'd want to barter with them for floss to clean up their teeth?
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Howard unloads his backpack, with a few of the things he has, too. Empty containers that once held food. Part of a woven net. A first-aid kit, thank god. An empty gallon jug. And he keeps his knife in his pants pocket at all times.
"Help me look for food. Let's tear this place apart. Keep your eyes open for, um. Footprints and blood and anything that makes it look like someone else is here."
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Massive clumsy hands shoved aside cages, tugged open drawers, and even lifted up tables. All in the pursuit of supplies. They were both well versed in the art of checking every nook and cranny for anything useful.
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LISA stop quoting eminem while im listening to the same song, its creepy
Recognizing the voices, she picks her pace up but she doesn't put her knife away. Who knows who Howard's with. Besides, after their last arena, Diana's not so comfortable of confronting even Howard without a weapon.
Peering around the corner it's Howard she sees first, scurrying around. It should have been Orc, logically, that she spotted. But his slow, hulking form blends in with the dull tones of the building while Howard darts about like a freaked squirrel.
Not seeing anyone else with them, she folds the knife and slides it into her pocket. Time to make conversation.
Slowly, she bends to pick up one of the smaller pieces of rumble and steps out from around the corner. She tossed it at the big lug, knowing it wouldn't do much more than bounce off his shoulder harmlessly. It was a call for attention afterall, not an attack. Though throwing pebbles at Howard sounded so tempting, imagine his grumpy little face...
"If it isn't my two favorite boys."
what she said ^
"Hello." He answered politely "Are you hiding here too?"
no never
And sees Diana.
"Fuck are you doing here?" he asks. He could ask her if she knows where the wrapper's from, but he doesn't want to tip that there may be food here if she doesn't already know. He loosens his grasp on the knife, stepping into the middle of the room.
He loosens his grasp slightly.
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Smiling, she places her hand on the wall and leans against it, as though she's stood talking in her friends living room and not a large dilapidated building in a jungle.
"That's my line actually. So before you start getting territorial you should know you're the gatecrashers here." She pulls her fake pout and points at Howard. "I've been here since week one."
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"Not like there's any food here." He added and silently figured she couldn't make them leave.
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He paces around the room before taking a seat on the floor.
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"Go for it. Just try not to draw the raptors in with all your noise, please? Some of us are pretty happy holding out here."
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Settling that there was no food to be had here, Orc began moving furniture around to stack it up in front of the other doors so no one would be able to get in without alot of effort. He could just slide them out of the way of course.
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"So, Diana. Killed anyone yet?"
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"Hands clean so far." She smiled. "How about you, Howie?"
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...at least not directly. But surely here?
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"Nope, and don't plan on running into anyone long enough to have to worry about it." It's just shy of an admission that he killed last time.
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"So, it's a sleepover. Did you bring any magazines? Gossip? Sex line numbers to prank?" She pouts. "Give me something boys."
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"Don't girls just pillow fight at sleep overs?" He offered half joking himself but feeling particularly clever about it.
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"We could do Never Have I Ever."
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She moves around to sit on the broken pile of what was once possibly a worktable. "Ooo, who's going first?"
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"OK. Might as well."
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She pulls her legs up to cross them.
"Fine, but if it's all sex questions I'd rather do the naked pillow fighting."
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So slow on the uptake it hurts sometimes.
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"I have never skipped school." She folded one of her fingers down.
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He raises an eyebrow at Diana.
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"Your turn, Orc."
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"Oh! I've never drank out of the toilet."
And then he promptly put another finger down. Desperate times in the FAYZ meant desperate measures.
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"I've never eaten human flesh."
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When it seemed that was done with she twisted her mouth in thought for a moment. "I have never shoplifted."
She also keeps her fingers up. She didn't think abandoned shops counted and as for when the Beach kids took it over and the Coates kids started trying ot steal it, well, Diana was never sent to do the steal from the Beach kids stores anyway, that was for Caines other lackeys.
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"I never got arrested." Which despite his many petty crimes and violence in school was true. Orc had never gotten cuffs on his fat wrists.
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And a smaller voice inside, more pained, was I that shitty at keeping us fed?
He puts one down for shoplifting, and that's it. "I have never gotten a period."
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She then turned to give Howard the most deadpan stare. Seriously? She held the stare as she lowered another finger.
In a swift blink her expression changed to a look she's perfected over the years and that many teen's would accurately dub as the 'really, bitch?' face.
"I've never ejaculated."
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But Howard's attack on Diana left Orc confused, and then Diana's response floored Orc so much he could only put down his fifth finger and stare at her with his jaw hanging open. Girls just weren't supposed to talk about stuff like that out loud!!!
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He puts another down for Diana's rolling his eyes. "You're such a classy bitch, Di."
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"Oh, says the guy who's asked two questions about my womb so far."
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"You guys are like an old married couple."
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He leans back against the wall, letting his eyelids flutter a little. "I have never had to transfer schools."