Resting for a moment [open]

[knifewithnoname]

WHO | Pruna and anyone
WHAT | Pruna late in week 3, after killing Malfoy.
WHEN | Late in week 3
WHERE | Tomorrowland
WARNINGS |

The little girl sat leaning against one of the ruined buildings, hidden from view yet able to see far enough to run from danger. She was exhausted, she might be used to never having a full nights sleep but this constant running and fighting and running again was getting to her. She was staying in this place for the moment, it had food and there was no use in going back to the place with the castle. Not now Adel was gone.

She had been so mad when she came back from the feast to find the alien gone, she had thought she had ran off and it wasn't until her picture came up in the sky that she realised she'd been killed. Stupid alien, couldn't even last a couple of hours without her help.

Aliens were on her list of things that she didn't like, as well as mice, ducks and cats. Pruna had a nasty scratch on her side from a run in with a cat that had far too many claws for her liking. It had tasted nice though even if it had taken her far too long to light a fire and she had had to run the moment it was cooked in case anyone came after her.

She probably looked a frightening sight, her face was smeared with dirt and blood, luckily the black clothes she wore hid the worst of it and she was sat making a flower chain, knife in hand in case she was disturbed. No one was going to steal her stuff, or kill her. Since learning that this was a different world and she had been kidnapped she was determined to survive, survive and go back home and convince Elina she really hadn't ran away.

She missed her sister, and hated that she was being kept here and hated that she hurt so much. She had used the medicine she had gotten in the feast to heal her worst cut but there were lots more. She froze thinking she had heard a sound and glanced round warily.

Comments

[splendid_roman]

"It's only me." Ian came out with his hands up. She was just a girl, so didn't look threatening, but neither did he want to look threatening to her. It didn't help that his clothing was ripped, he was scratched and dirty and he hadn't shaved since entering the arena. "You look like you've had a run-in with something," he said lightly.

[knifewithnoname]

"And who do you be?" She glared at him suspiciously making sure he could see her knife.

"I have been having a run in with lots of somethings. They do be all dead."

[splendid_roman]

"Ian," he replied, not moving, he wasn't going to risk being knifed, whether it was on purpose or by accident. "Any of those somethings people?"

[knifewithnoname]

"A couple of them did be." She was still watching him warily in case he attacked, but he seemed safe for now.

[splendid_roman]

He wondered what had happened and whether she'd killed them. He couldn't tell if she was just a child or if there was more to her than meets the eye. It kept him from moving or coming any closer.

"At least you survived."

[knifewithnoname]

"I do be good at surviving." She shrugged, "So did you be, you do be being still alive and you do be being older than me."

[splendid_roman]

He chuckled. "I am good at surviving. If I put my hands down are you going to stab me?"

[knifewithnoname]

"That do be depending," she shrugged, "If I do be lowering my knife will you be attacking me?"

[splendid_roman]

He shook his head. "I'm not going to attack you," he promised. To see what would happen, he tried lowering his hands slowly.

[pursuitofcappiness]

Steve's around doing some reconnaissance, got sent in alone with a few weapons for purely defensive reasons. He comes across a girl who looks like she's covered in blood, and he doesn't know whose it is but he's not really liking the sight. "Excuse me miss," he starts, announcing himself. "I don't mean you any harm, but I'd like to help you clean up."

[knifewithnoname]

Her posture changed to a defensive one immediately, knife coming up between her and the stranger. Her eyes narrowed suspiciously. "Why?"

[pursuitofcappiness]

"You look hurt," he replies. "I just want to help you. You don't have to put your knife down, but please don't cut me if I come near. I'll get some water."

[knifewithnoname]

She continued glaring at him, keeping the knife up not understanding why he would want to help her when he didn't even know her.

Still she nodded slowly, "I wont be cutting you, but if you do be trying to kill me you do be being dead."

[pursuitofcappiness]

"That's fair," he replies. He wouldn't betray her trust; he'd think that'd be grounds for execution in a place like this. He takes out a small can of river-water, not as clean as bottled but he's drank it and decided it was decently fine. He rips off a piece of his cape, a part of it that hasn't gotten dirt or sweat, to use as a cloth. "Are you all by yourself?"

[knifewithnoname]

She watched him carefully, in case he went against his words and nodded, "Yes, do you be being alone too?" She glanced around them, in case he had her surrounded.

[pursuitofcappiness]

"I've got friends, but they didn't want to come to Tomorrowland," he replies. "One of them gets big and scary and mean if he comes here, so we split up," he says, as he dips the ripped cloth into his water and reaches for her. "If you're hurt, it might sting a little, but it'll help me find where to patch you up."

[knifewithnoname]

"I would be thinking being big, scary and mean would be being useful." She said, though she was confused at how he was only that in this place and not the other places.

She glared at him suspiciously again but shuffled a little bit closer, "I can be doing it, I do no be a baby."

[doesnotsew]

Asha had been sorely disappointed in what passed for a body of water in this damned arena, though what the little girl had said about the ducks was worth considering a little longer. What the little girl had said about a lot of things was worth considering, actually, and after discovering the swiftness of the potion in the bag, she thought she might as well find her psychopath with the glowing eyes. After all, she'd likely have to face him eventually, and she might as well get a look at some more of the competition. The battle with the creature was the first interesting point in a fight to the death that was otherwise rather peaceful for her tastes.

She crept in the dark through unfamiliar territory, the only weapon to her name still the fishhooks that fell from the sky. That should be the first step: find something that has a usable weapon, instead of a bloody tail. But the rotten ship had yielded nothing worth prying up and bringing around with her, so she moved to explore the strange buildings instead.

She almost didn't see the figure, but smiled when she did. It was a shame, bringing children here; she spent a thought on how that would be Theon's territory, not hers. "Ho, what's that there? Doesn't anyone know there are monsters about?"

[knifewithnoname]

The little girl was on her feet within seconds of hearing the voice, folding knife in hand, shoes swinging in the other.

"The monsters do be tasty." She said baring her teeth.

[doesnotsew]

She laughed immediately, hands up in a lazy gesture to show she's relatively unarmed. "That's the spirit. Lucky I'm not a monster."

The girl had a knife, at least-- nothing too impressive, but a weapon was a weapon. Still, there was neither pride nor use in killing a child for a flimsy little knife; if she ever got to the point where it was, she'd truly lose this game.

[knifewithnoname]

"That do just be meaning you do no be tasty, not that you do no be dangerous." She made no move to attack though, just made sure to keep her knife pointed at the woman.

[doesnotsew]

"Not unless you're desperate," she mutters to herself, thinking of armies in the snow, then louder. "I'm not going to kill a child for a knife like that, though I'd like to know where she got it."

[knifewithnoname]

She heard that, and smiled softly. She liked this woman. She didn't seem like the other idiots that cried about having to kill.

"It did be falling from the sky. And that do be being the truth!"

[doesnotsew]

So weapons coming from the sky was a normal thing here, apparently. What a shame that it was only the little ones.

"Then it looks like you got a better gift than I did." Though it was better than nothing. "Maybe it's to even the score up some. What fun is it to give the good weapons to the best?" she added with a cocky smile, though the joking tone is obvious.

[knifewithnoname]

The girl pulled a face, "I did be being fine before I did be getting it too. Cinna did be saying people help you when they do be liking you, so they must just be wanting me to be winning."