She had gone for a bag first, knowing that going right into the focal point of it all would have been nearly as stupid as sprinting to the sidelines without allowing herself any equipment, but by the time she was anywhere near it there was already a giant turtle there taking the bag out of a scuffle with somebody significantly less distinct and nope, nope, nope, she was not about to try and deal with that, so she'd turned and ran the other way. Everyone else was starting to disperse by then, though; she couldn't stay there, and so Jade had just kept running.
When the tumult was far enough behind her that she didn't hear anything that wasn't her own footsteps and ragged breaths, she clambered up into a tree and sat on one of the first strong and stable branches she found and sat there to rest. With a moment to herself at last she reached into one of her many coat pockets and took out a single can—it had been in her path when she was escaping and she'd grabbed it without a second thought or glance. It was unlabeled, but certainly filled with food, and also the only thing that she had.
"Oh my god," she groaned and put it back in her coat.
One can.
This was a whole lot of complete and total bullshit.
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One can.
She had gone for a bag first, knowing that going right into the focal point of it all would have been nearly as stupid as sprinting to the sidelines without allowing herself any equipment, but by the time she was anywhere near it there was already a giant turtle there taking the bag out of a scuffle with somebody significantly less distinct and nope, nope, nope, she was not about to try and deal with that, so she'd turned and ran the other way. Everyone else was starting to disperse by then, though; she couldn't stay there, and so Jade had just kept running.
When the tumult was far enough behind her that she didn't hear anything that wasn't her own footsteps and ragged breaths, she clambered up into a tree and sat on one of the first strong and stable branches she found and sat there to rest. With a moment to herself at last she reached into one of her many coat pockets and took out a single can—it had been in her path when she was escaping and she'd grabbed it without a second thought or glance. It was unlabeled, but certainly filled with food, and also the only thing that she had.
"Oh my god," she groaned and put it back in her coat.
One can.
This was a whole lot of complete and total bullshit.