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Who| Mouse and you! Particularly R, Max, and others who wanted to beat on him
What| Post planetarium blowing up, a shocked Mouse goes exploring
Where| All over the place. Just start where ever works for you!
When| All this week, up until his death in Venus' post
Warnings/Notes| Violence

It'd been too good to last. Same old story of his life, really. Even the old Neb never stayed in one place for long, always shoving off to the next great threat, faces on board changing between fights. In a place even more centered on violence for violence sake, he really wasn't shocked-

Ugh. Mouse have a sharp head shake at that mental slip. Shocked. So not where he needed his brain space now, not after how the planetarium- Punchy in particular- had gone the way of the dodo. So, no. He wasn't sho- ah, surprised, it had come to an end. But he was still shaken from the suddenness. Call it the surrealness catching up to him.

So he wasn't exactly at his best as he crept through the corridors, opting to slip through stairways than take the elevators as he really got a fresh look at the place. Scoping out new hiding spots, finding the food.

And, with his luck, stumbling on the more inhospitable residents of the area.

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And the second he's free, Mouse is done with this battle to the death business. Hell, he's done with the battle to anything game. This guy was coming after him with Mouse's own blood on the other man's teeth. Mouse had not signed up for these games, but he had especially not signed up for this. So he's outright sprinting in the other direction, crowbar and the rest left behind, the moment he's able.

With any luck, the pure sugar diet of the past week can at least let him out run the other man in the short term.

Another Arena and that might not have worked - he would've had a zombie staggering after him sniffing out that blood trail like it's a "come finish me off" sign.

Now, though, it's enough.

R lets Mouse go as he spits out the mouthful of blood and wishes he didn't have that little voice inside wishing he'd gotten a bigger bite. Wiping at his chin, he turns to collect his prize...and this time he remembers to look over his shoulders, check both ways for any Tributes with the same idea.