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[cowardfacinghappiness]

Who| Momoko and Open
What| Momoko's alone and bored
Where| Her camp with Don (and Dean?) in a crevasse not too far from the Cornucopia
When| A day or so after the first day
Warnings| None so far

Of all the emotions Momoko felt in the arena, boredom always took her by surprise. Last time it had been overshadowed by the sickness and her growing apathy; now, she had nothing to distract her from it. Even Don was gone for the moment, out scouting, leaving on her staunch promise to stay safe.

Well, she was never the most truthful of people, and anyway, it must be just as boring for the viewers, which was always a concern. Not to mention it would be easier to keep watch when she could actually see. With all these excuses flitting through her head she drew herself up out of the crevasse with some difficulty.

She'd actually tried to train this time, but a few weeks could only do so much and Momoko let herself lie flat for a long moment to catch her breath before she sat up to survey her surroundings.

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[cowardfacinghappiness]

"The hiring process is very rigorous. But, no, I don't think I would," Momoko dismissed the thought. "I have a friend back home, Ichigo, I hated her and she followed me around until I stopped. I don't know if it works the other way around."

[mudbloodhater]

Hmming quietly to himself at that, Draco merely shrugged, turning his attention back up to the sky for a time. "I'd have thought it'd work better the other way around, but maybe you're just an exception to that rule."

[cowardfacinghappiness]

Momoko preened a little. "I think I am, usually. I've been told often enough I have a unique view of the world, anyway." It wasn't normally meant as a compliment, but that hardly mattered.

[mudbloodhater]

"That seems like a fairly accurate way of putting it." And he did mean it as a compliment. Or as much of one as Draco ever really offered up.