Let's all haze the newbie.

[ruffntumblenut]

Who: Ruffnut and you!
What: Viking girl is having a hard time adjusting to the arena.
When: Week 2
Where: near the end of main street.
Notes: None yet but give it some time, I'm sure some monsters will show up or something.


Sometimes, it was the little things that got you through the night.

It had been a long week without proper food, a proper bed or a proper argument with her brother. Ruffnut found she kept turning to say something to him only to remember he wasn't there. And for the first time in a long time she had the strangest feeling in her guts.

Could she actually be missing him?

No of course not! That was stupid! 

And so as the morning mist settled over the street, the eerie silence would be broken by the sound of metal on metal clanging together in an irritating fashion that was sure to draw someone (Or something's attention.)

The source of that noise was Ruffnut, sitting on the front stoop of one of the abandoned houses as she tried to pound a hole in the side of an old rusty pot.

CLANG CLANK CLONK!

Her mouth twisted into a crooked look of satisfaction as the nail she'd been hitting with a hung of broken brick pierced the worn and rusty metal. Turning the pot around she resumed her work on the other side.

Next to her say an over sized serving fork and a bent piece of pipe. Whatever purpose they served in the project would become apparent in time.

Because sometimes when nothing in the world made sense anymore you grasped for the familiar. And so in desperation she sought to at least replace a lost item that would make her feel a little less off balance.

Ruffnut was making herself a helmet.

 

 

 

Comments

[ruffntumblenut]

"Huh?" She looked up from her work puzzled and considered his words for a moment.

"Eh." Shrugging her shoulders "What's the worst that could happen." Still given her introduction into the arena that might not have been the best question to ask.

[splendid_roman]

"Something or someone could come along and kill you," he said matter-of-factly. "There's no guarantee it would be fast or painless either."

[ruffntumblenut]

"Oh...yeah I guess I didn't think about that." She paused and rubbed her chin thoughtfully. Some bruising around her neck became visible as she sat back to think.

"Yeah some guy tried that already. Knocked me through a wall. It was totally cool." A crooked grin crossed her features as she thought back to the pain that had been inflicted upon her on her first day.

"I think he was eaten by some bugs. I dunno I was outta there."

[splendid_roman]

He blinked. "Right," he said slowly. Despite first appearances, perhaps she was not someone to tangle with. It was probably just as well he hadn't come too close. "Well, be careful anyway."

[ruffntumblenut]

"Careful still isn't much fun, neither is safe." She sighed. "I was hoping a big arena where we fight forever would be more...you know? Fast and loud! Big and explosive and action!"

It seemed self preservation was far from her natural instincts.

[splendid_roman]

Ian shook his head. "That's the sort of thing that'll get you killed, so I'll stick to quiet, thank you very much. Somewhere else," he added, because someone with that sort of attitude wasn't going to be the safest person to be around. "Good luck with the helmet." He left her to it and vanished back around the corner of the house.

[ruffntumblenut]

Ruffnut watched him go and considered his words for a minute.

On the one hand she didn't want to die...but on the other hand she was supposed to be getting into fights right?

CLUNK CLONK CLUNK!