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[petitgamin]

WHO| Gavroche and OPEN.
WHAT| Gavroche's luck is still holding out, so now he's trying to find food
WHEN| Week 5
WHERE| Moving from Main Street onwards
WARNINGS/NOTES| Nothing yet but possiblity for arena violence maybe?

He weren't sure how long he'd been in this place now. He'd never been good wiv his numbers, an' days all seemed to blur together in this place. His dark green costume was grubby, an' felt more like proper clothing to him now than it had originally and that's only the fings which he wants to think on. He's been bashed, bruised, and brunt an' he wishes he could go get a proper sleep.

He ran out of food a couple of days ago, so now he's got to look again. There's always going back to that place he was staying in, but he aen't thinking that's the right move. He needs to move onwards, he aen't sure how manys left now, but he needs to find out. Not sure why, but he knows he does.

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[themediator]

Suze had been wandering all around the arena lately, never staying in one spot too long. She was tired and she ached all over, but she refused to feel sorry for herself or to give up. A trip to Frontierland had provided her with a machete...which she had little to no idea how to use properly. Of course, she was hoping she wouldn't have to use it at all, save for cutting up something that wasn't another person.

She had also run out of food, and was looking around for some, when she wandered on to Main Street again. She didn't have much hope of finding anything there, but maybe she could keep going towards Adventureland where she'd been before. Hopefully there were still fish swimming around to catch.

She had been angry from the moment she had been dropped into the arena. Angry with whoever was doing this to her, and to everyone else. So far the people she had met had all been decent human (or other) beings and didn't deserve what they got. But standing there, seeing a kid walking around the giant deathtrap...well now she was pissed. She was going to find out who the hell thought this was a good idea sooner or later...but for now she called out to him.

"Hey kid. Are you okay?"

[petitgamin]

"Hey kid. Are you okay?"

However long he's been in this place, an; he still aen't used to being called kid. Seems like someone else they're talkin' to, every single time. But he looks up, seeing the lady what had called on him, and gives a shrug in response.

"Aen't seen any food round these parts, have ye?"

[themediator]

The accent surprised her, but she rolled with it. Who knew how many places they were kidnapping people from for this crazy game. She shrugged as well and walked a bit closer. She moved with caution though, more because she doesn't want to scare him off.

"Not since I got here. More of the shops have been cleaned out."