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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. ]
suitably_heroic: (dsp: thoughtful)

Re: Camp Two - Corridors Out of Camp Two

[personal profile] suitably_heroic 2013-04-13 07:18 am (UTC)(link)
It had not been a good few weeks for Atton. He'd barely been scraping himself back together before this happened, and now he was caught between legitimate fear for his life and the burning anger that had been the backdrop of most of that life.

He took to the corridors near the camp so he could pace without people constantly staring at him. Up and down, up and down like a caged tiger.
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)
lockestheway: (peter: i think i'm clever)

Re: Camp Two - Alcoves

[personal profile] lockestheway 2013-04-13 09:37 am (UTC)(link)
Peter hadn't bothered to leave camp yesterday: he wasn't stupid. A little hungry, but not stupid.

He'd taken to laying down on his back and staring up at the ceiling, making revisions to his SO CHINA'S INVADING article in his head.
whenshewasnice: (Off the shoulder.)

Re: Camp Two - Alcoves

[personal profile] whenshewasnice 2013-04-13 10:40 am (UTC)(link)
Natalie, having forced herself up and taken most of her scavenged food to where it could be split up by others, wandered over and dropped one of the shirts on him. The other, along with her new pants, hung over her shoulder, still. One thing at a time, and there were more important things in her hands.

"There's also breakfast."

That. Slightly bigger portions than yesterday, even. There was more of everything today. Including how tense and tired she looked. Day of abundance!
lockestheway: (peter: shirtless)

Re: Camp Two - Alcoves

[personal profile] lockestheway 2013-04-13 10:46 am (UTC)(link)
"Thanks," Peter said, holding up the shirt for a quick inspection before he shuck off his jacket. He dropped the new shirt on his lap and unbuttoned his current one - what, like anyone would care?
whenshewasnice: (Brainwork.)

Re: Camp Two - Alcoves

[personal profile] whenshewasnice 2013-04-13 10:54 am (UTC)(link)
Probably not, with the amount of nudity they'd had around this place at the start. Natalie looking at the random food items from Rapture in her hands was less politeness and more general weariness. Besides, she'd seen him shirtless before.

She stayed quiet.

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