not_a_whiner: (dungeon: overview)
Kaidan Alenko ([personal profile] not_a_whiner) wrote in [community profile] fh_dungeon2013-04-13 08:40 am
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Dungeon Residential Camps, Somewhere, Saturday

And then the pathways slammed shut.

Oh, not all of them. Most of them simply rearranged themselves. But whatever had connected each camp to another had been violently stripped away. They were alone now, and they were easy prey. At least the winds had settled down...

The maze had grown more erratic, however. Instead of speeding up time for all, it was now slowing it down at random in different places. Anyone caught in a sudden bubble of it would find themselves slowing down compared to the rest of the world. Awkward.

[ camp one | camp two | camp three | ooc | note: feel free to mod knowledge of sholeh's gremlin key, dean's unicorn key, and the vault. ]
whenshewasnice: (Dark times up ahead.)

Re: Camp Two - Main Space

[personal profile] whenshewasnice 2013-04-13 09:06 am (UTC)(link)
Well, Natalie had spent most of previous day outside of camp, but at least she had something to show for it, namely some foodstuffs, as well as two shirts, and even a pair of new pants for herself. Of course, another thing she had to show for it was the way she'd just immediately faceplanted into her makeshift bed with her loot upon re-entry into camp, and passed out.

But she was coming to now. And it felt depressing, harder than the previous mornings, which hadn't been easy either. She turned onto her back, rubbing a hand over her eyes before blinking them open.

Okay. Get up, Natalie. Get. Up.

... Okay maybe she'd give herself ten minutes to stare at the ceiling first.
Edited 2013-04-13 09:13 (UTC)