These Elevators are dangerous.

[knifewithnoname]

Who| Pruna and R
What| Fighting over food, bullying new humans who can't use all their limbs yet.
Where| Elevator
When| Early week 1
Warnings/Notes| Fighting, potential injury, violent children, swearing.

Pruna still hadn't found Sandy, though she had been searching everywhere she went. She had planned to follow her from the Cornucopia but she hadn't even seen her. She had seen other people, people who had came back from the dead like Some. But not Sandy. She was beginning to get worried but her name hadn't been announced yet, so she was alive.

The moving boxes were stupid, but so far they seemed to be the only way to get from floor to floor, and so she waited until the way was clear and darted towards one as it dinged. She blinked to see a parcel there, with a name note saying "R". She knew R, R was stupid and she had stole from him before, he was slow and didn't even realise things were his.

She darted towards it, food was always useful to have, especially sponsor food which came in tins and lasted a while. Good for when other food was scarce.

Comments

[alonelyboy]

Except this time he did realize things could be his. He just wasn't so hot on the literacy front.

R didn't even see Pruna. She was small, he was looking at the box instead of paying attention to what could be moving in the shadows among the displays, and hoping he'd have something to give to Howard. He reached it at the same time she did, reaching for the package only to see another pair of hands. When he looked up, he gaped at Pruna in surprise. Where'd she come from?

The weird thing is he thought he recognized her. Maybe. They must've met in an Arena. Chunks of the other Arenas are blurs, especially those periods when he was starving, but he thought he remembered a little girl. Something about a parachute?

"That's mine," R opted for tact. Without the hunger tugging at him, he was leery about trying to manhandle a little girl all of a sudden. She looked like he could squash her on accident. "Pretty sure that's my name on it."

Bluffing. Sometimes an ex-zombie can learn knew tricks (or try, anyway).