Futuristic Millennium City: Stimulant - "Bright Beginnings, Dark Pasts"

[Sir Skrubbins]

Kazuma Satou
Interactions: jigglesworth (Booker) 2Bornot2B (Tanya) ButtDanceClaudette (Claudette, Oni) Rhysie (Rhys) @fellowkids
Mentions: PolikShadowbliss (Hunter)


Having exchanged pleasantries with some of his fellow victims, Kazuma couldn’t help but feel that he’d, in large part, wasted his time.

He was still just as confused as he was before, and, though it would be unfair to put the blame on them, nobody seemed to know anything. Nobody seemed to have anything. He had no idea where his party was, or even if they were alright - knowing them, they’d already gotten themselves into trouble. Megumin probably already destroyed any semblance of peace, Darkness was probably allowing herself to get ravaged by monsters, and he knew that Aqua would have been airheaded enough to encourage it.

Thinking about his dysfunctional party only soured Kazuma’s mood and stressed him out even more. Trying to take his mind off it, he looked back towards the well-dressed man, as he nodded in the adventurer’s direction and began to speak. "It's tough to come up with a plan at this point, considering we don't know jack,“ he began. “I think we'll have to wait. Meantime, call me Booker."

“So you mean to tell me that all we can do here is sit with our thumbs in our noses while they sharpen the meat hooks?!“ Kazuma bitterly responded, his face scrunching up in annoyance. Despite his irritation, he knew that he couldn’t argue with him. Booker was right.

“No cash, no equipment - I bet my mana doesn’t even work, either. So I have to start from scratch again. Perfect. If I’d have known being an adventurer involved being kidnapped and trafficked, I’d have - !“

And then, just as Kazuma was beginning to enjoy his recent return to consciousnes...

SMASH!

Completely unbalanced, Kazuma was slingshotted at turbo speed to the other side of the container, with his face being all he had to cushion the blow.

———
“Ough... Eris-sama, Aqua-sama... alright, I admit it. I was a shut-in NEET. Please just kill me and reincarnate me back in the other world.“

With his ears ringing, his face numb from the impact and his vision barely just starting to get rid of the spinning stars, Kazuma, at the very least, knew that the crash hadn’t killed him. He didn’t know whether or not to thank his Luck stat for that, considering he really felt like going to the afterlife and having a word with Eris right now. If he’d known that this was part of the deal, he’d have chosen reincarnation in Japan the first time!

For what it was worth, Kazuma was relatively unharmed, save for his throbbing face. The group was able to climb out of the wreckage through an opening in the shutters, and was met with a rather... unsettling sight. Blood trails going straight into the woods, blinding fog, and monsters afoot. Never before had Kazuma felt so naked without his sword.

Noticing the teenage girl from earlier receiving medical attention, Kazuma moved over as fast as he could. Part of him just wanted to book it, but they did need safety in numbers.

”Can you walk?“ He heard the girl giving her medical attention ask, as Kazuma briefly closed his eyes and shook his head.

”Hey, am I interrupting something? Give it a rest!“ Kazuma hissed, being careful to keep his voice down. “We really don’t have time for this right now! We‘ll give her and the others some real medical attention when we get to safety - stopping here just means we’ll all get killed. I’ll carry her on my back - I’ve done this kind of thing before.“ Kazuma may be heavy-handed, but he is not callous - he died the first time in an (unnecessary) attempt to save someone’s life. No way was he going to just leave someone here if he could help it - and especially not a kid. Assuming she agreed to it, Kazuma lifted the wounded girl up into a piggyback, just as he would do with Megumin after she cast her explosion spell and fell limp.

Throughout the time it took for this to happen, there was a mish-mash of different happenings. Some people began to bark orders, form plans, scavenge - even split up, at a time like this.

What he was sure they couldn’t have planned for, though, was the earthquake-inducing roar of a monster straight out of the deepest depths of nightmares, which then came barrelling out of the forest, straight towards the wreckage!

Barely suppressing the urge to scream in terror, Kazuma gave a brief, horrified look to those behind him - to Booker, in particular, exclaiming: “I think that’s more than enough investigation time! Let’s hotfoot it out of here!“ He sincerely hoped nobody was airheaded enough to try to fight the demon with their bare hands - a few of the others had already began their sprint to the city, and Kazuma was more than happy to follow suit. Making sure that the wounded girl wouldn’t fall off of his back (if she was there), Kazuma soon joined them while the monster seemed to be “cooling down” from its attack, trying to stick reasonably to the forest so he could duck for cover if he had to.

”Hey! You, with that robot arm! Get in front of us and shine that light it has! We’re gonna be eating the dirt at this rate!“ Kazuma cried, speaking to the man in the light blue shirt and sci-fi clothes. Anything that could help with the fog would be more than welcome.​

 

[ButtDanceClaudette]

Master Chief caught eye of the beast that seemed to have been drawn to the group by the people who walked into the forest. Great, welp, it’s fighting time. Master Chief cracked his neck and his knuckles as he walked over to the warrior looking monster. He has beaten greater foes then this, even without his armour fully functioning or even some weapons, he decided to take the challenge.

The monster was preoccupied with another, less physically fit, member of the group as Master Chief came up from behind the monster and threw a heavy punch right where it’s spine should be.

ButtDanceClaudette

A soft 'thud' thumped against the Oni's massive, 3-inch layered, Samurai armor. It felt like a hard push more than anything. The demon growled angrily, as if disturbed from it's slumber. Within a flash, it's hand reached forward, unsheathing a katana from it's hilt, spinning around, slashing at Master Chief's mid-section. A heavy gash rippled through MC's flesh, spraying the Oni's armor with red, red blood. It muttered something in Japanese as blood pooled down from the Spartan soldier's chest and abdomen, small bits of viscera spilling from the man's body. You could continue fighting, but is it a wise decision?

Zerulu

 

[Corrosion]

CAYDE-6
Forest
Rhysie Sir Skrubbins ButtDanceClaudette 2Bornot2B
Anyone Else​

A roar ripped through the dark suddenly. Cayde turned to Rhys. "Yep, heard that too."

A humanoid creature suddenly burst from the fog. For a second, Cayde thought it was a Warlock garbed in some of that gear they always liked wearing. But once he sensed it practically radiating Darkness, he had second thoughts.

Without his gun or knives, fighting it was going to be difficult. Unless.

He stuck his hand into the air, chanelling the Light into his palm as he imagined conjuring the Golden Gun into his hand.

Then nothing happened, not even the familiar fiery glow of Solar Light.

Cayde stared down at his hands, realising that he couldn't feel any Light coursing through him at all. "What?"

The creature was right in front of him. He gulped, now realising how powerless he was.

"Uh oh."

He immediately turned tail and began to sprint forwards, catching up with the robot arm and the kid in the green shirt with a girl on his back. "Yeah, what he said!" Cayde cried. "This is like the Red War all over again!"

 

[Zerulu]

Master Chief’s attack didn’t seem to have the effect he predetermined it to have on the beast, it didnt matter though, that’s not the only punch he can throw. However, before the spartan could attack again the one slashed him, cutting right through his armour with ease, making a cut mark across his chest.

Pfft, was this all this discount spartan could dish out? Master Chief put his arms up in a fighting position, readying his stance for any attacks, “A worthy opponent.“ Master Chief threw another punch for the Oni’s jaw, “Our fight will be legendary!”

ButtDanceClaudette

 

[Rhysie]

Rhys saw the other group of perhaps small people wanting to go to the city as he made a "follow me" signal with his hand before finally taking the decision and yelling out loud "ALRIGHT, RUUUUUUUUUN BECAUSE WE ALL GOING TO BLOODY DIE HERE!". At that point the salary man and his "newly" formed gang decided to book it and run the remaining distance into the city as he guided the ones who cried for his help.

Sir Skrubbins ButtDanceClaudette 2Bornot2B Corrosion ​

 

[ButtDanceClaudette]

GM (RUNNING PEOPLE)

Sleek Rhysie PolikShadowbliss Corrosion Sir Skrubbins

The crew running away from the Oni blitzed through the foggy night.



A neon-lit city met your vision in the distance. Yet, it was so far away.

HOURS LATER...

It felt like you've ran for an eternity, your legs burn as you're carried away miles away from the wreckage you escaped. Your chest heaves as you begin noticing something: The fog. It's clearing. The endless foggy night gives away to a red neon sign lit: "JO'S DINER." Huh? You begin slowing down your ran speed, just before you're met with a classic 1950s-esque Diner, it's lights flicker on and off. You could see a few semi-trucks parked here and there as a severely obese trucker steps through the front entrance. A soft 'ding!' greets your ears accompanied by the wonderous smell of eggs and bacon as you draw closer toward the establishment.



Could you have escaped?

Mm, it certainly LOOKS safe.

Do you decide to enter the Diner? Y/N?

​

 

[Sleek]

Alexandria
​

Alexandria sighed as she looked to the group. A man with a robot arm, a robot man, a woman who looks a little too overqualified for this (and seemed to be sporting a helluva bruise, judging by how she walked and how her clothes looked), and a younger guy. The Braixen relaxed, though decided to fold up the beanie and stow it in her bushy tail. She needed a bath, her fur was matted with blood and she stank of sweat, fear, and adrenaline. She entered the diner to at least enjoy the air conditioning, and looked around to see if Claudette had gotten here.

Rhysie Corrosion ButtDanceClaudette Sir Skrubbins PolikShadowbliss

 

[ButtDanceClaudette]

Master Chief’s attack didn’t seem to have the effect he predetermined it to have on the beast, it didnt matter though, that’s not the only punch he can throw. However, before the spartan could attack again the one slashed him, cutting right through his armour with ease, making a cut mark across his chest.

Pfft, was this all this discount spartan could dish out? Master Chief put his arms up in a fighting position, readying his stance for any attacks, “A worthy opponent.“ Master Chief threw another punch for the Oni’s jaw, “Our fight will be legendary!”

ButtDanceClaudette

The Oni staggered back as Master Chief's punch rocketed toward it's face. The demon growled in anguish as the Spartan's fist collided into it's mouthpiece, it's eyes burning a malevolent red as the demon stumbled backward. You could hear heavy breathing erupt from the thing's chest... before swinging it's katana in a downward arc, straight toward MC's left arm. A sickening 'crunch!' was heard as bone and sinew ripped apart violently from the Spartan's appendage, flopping lifelessly on the ground below. A spray of thick, red gore caked the Oni's armor, as it slowly stepped toward MC, raising it's katana upward, threatening to deliver a killing blow.

Zerulu

 

[PolikShadowbliss]

she prided herself on her endless endurance, but the full sprint through the fog felt like hours, and by the time the diner showed up and the fog lifted, she found herself collasping onto the floor, breathing heavily, her legs sore and aching, screaming for release. The white-haired red-eyed woman lay there for a few minutes before getting back up and looking more closely at the diner. It reminded her of a 1950's diner (or worse Riverdale) and there seemed to be patrons.

She looked around and realized that there was nowhere else to go as she walked up to the diner and just walked in, not caring if it were a trap. She was tired and freaking hungry.

And also pennyless, let's not forget pennyless!

ButtDanceClaudette

 

[Rhysie]

• Rhys's side of things
• Misc.
• Hyperion Briefcase

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  Rhys Strongfork
  
  
  
  "AHA! There's somewhere we could go to!" The Hyperion worker decided to give almost everyone the middle finger as he ran into the diner and calmed himself down and take a seat at one of the booths and patiently awaited for others to arrive. The environment smell was sure tasty indeed "Finally somewhere where I can eat... haven't had something in hours damn it" Rhys spoke to himself as he relaxed in the comfortable seating.​
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  InteractionsCurrent: CAYDE-6 ( Corrosion ) | Kazuma Satou ( Sir Skrubbins ) | Whoever PolikShadowbliss RPs as
  Tags: ButtDanceClaudette (GM)​
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  Equipment
  
  
  Mechanical arm. Provided to enhance his work on the datamining division of his company
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[StaidFoal]

Location: Truck, then diner
Interacting With: Everyone
Tags: Everyone

Lucas Grey

The shutters were finally open, and Lucas instantly observed their surroundings to get at least an ounce of an idea of their location. "We should stick together," he whispered, "and be quiet. We can't afford to--"

"or we can be idiots and head into where the roars are coming from, sure, do that!" the white-haired woman had shouted. Grey noticed another woman dart straight into the forest, and he fought tooth and nail to avoid facepalming. He saw some oddly colored rodent scurry off as well, but he thought it some wild creature of this forest. No man left behind, huh? Grey told himself that abandonment and being caught behind were two very different things.

The others who stayed at the truck agreed that it would be wise to stick together and move to the city. "The city is definitely our best bet. Stick to the sidelines, hide in the shrubbery. Screaming and running will get you killed." They stepped outside, observing the damage. Grey eyed the blood trail left by the drivers, then the dent left in the vehicle. "Whatever stopped this truck isn't human. We should save our energy and avoid this thing, whatever it may be." It was then that a bellowing roar pierced the air. The Japanese man in the green cloak threw the young 14-year-old around his back, and Grey threw a hand signal to follow, but he wasn't sure if he even saw it or not.

Lucas Grey threw up hand signals for "get down," and, "move out." However, some people didn't get the memo. He crouch-ran to the shrubs at the side, careful not to make any noise. As he did, the monster had burst from the fog. Not wanting to take the chance to be spotted, Lucas started to move. With a look back, he saw one of the survivors go toe-to-toe with the tall beast; rather foolishly. The man with the prosthetic arm yelled in terror, breaking into a sprint to the city; another foolish decision, the exact opposite of what he said earlier.

Kazuma was actually one of the smarter people, darting close to the forest to take cover if need be. The only issue with that, though, was that Lucas grey was hiding in said shrugs, and the kid practically lured the beast to him. Pretty much everyone at the truck had given up on stealth, and ratted Lucas out as well. Cursing under his breath, he felt no choice but to run with the group.

However, it was more so running past the group. Grey's training in Romania included running kilometers without rest. His best was 10 kilometers in 40 minutes, but he knew that Agent 47 could run faster. When Lucas looked back, he forced himself to wait for the others. No man left behind. "Come on! Your life depends on running!" he shouted at them, not even breaking a sweat. In the end, they all arrived to see neon lights together.

He gazed at the building curiously. It was like a diner from the 1900s, aptly called "JO'S DINER." Other than that, there were other real people. The enticing smell of food radiated from the place, but Lucas' desires had been suppressed long ago. He still viewed his whole scene as a distraction, despite the alien creatures and the blood-thirsty savage that roamed the forest. Providence was still existing, and the Partners were still alive. At the moment, he made a mental note of things to take.

In a 1950s restaurant, expect to see spare propane tanks that can be used as explosives, kitchen knives, cash, telephones, and food. He couldn't get any food due to being broke, so Lucas chose to enter the old-fashioned way. He left the group as he assumed that they all walked in through the door. Lucas went around to look for a backdoor, as there always should be. There, he could scrounge a nearby dumpster to create a makeshift lockpick, then subdue one of the workers, take his clothing, and rob the place from there...

​

 

[Corrosion]

CAYDE-6
Jo's Diner
Rhysie Sir Skrubbins ButtDanceClaudette 2Bornot2B PolikShadowbliss
Anyone Else
​

The four oddly-matched companions kept sprinting through the fog for what was probably hours. The sight of a brightly-lit building came into view ahead. It resembled a pre-Golden Age diner, probably a design from the mid-twentieth century. Cayde had only ever seen those in old vids and in various state of ruin during his early career exploring the Solar System. It probably wasn't the safest place, but it was better than nothing.

The Hunter burst through the door, leaning on the counter and breathing heavily. "Whew! Haven't felt this winded in a while."

If you're asking how a robot is feeling exhausted, don't ask. But if you really want to know: space magic.

As an Exo, Cayde didn't really need to eat, but didn't mean he wasn't able to. "I could really use some spicy ramen right now..."

 

[Zerulu]

A hand? Was that the worst this oni could take from him? So be it, Master Chief wasn’t gonna let one flesh wound be what makes him finally break. Master Chief staggered back, regaining his footing as he saw the oni raise his sword, if the sword was to hit him it’d surely be the end for Master Chief.

Objective: Survive.

Master Chief stepped back a lot more, making distance between him and the monster, ’Bring it on’ Master Chief gestured to the monster as he charged forward, as he was closing in he dropped his body, letting his legs be the first to hit the Oni against his shin in a slide, hopefully the force he hit the Oni with would be enough to topple the beast.

ButtDanceClaudette

 

[ButtDanceClaudette]

Alexandria
​

Alexandria sighed as she looked to the group. A man with a robot arm, a robot man, a woman who looks a little too overqualified for this (and seemed to be sporting a helluva bruise, judging by how she walked and how her clothes looked), and a younger guy. The Braixen relaxed, though decided to fold up the beanie and stow it in her bushy tail. She needed a bath, her fur was matted with blood and she stank of sweat, fear, and adrenaline. She entered the diner to at least enjoy the air conditioning, and looked around to see if Claudette had gotten here.

Rhysie Corrosion ButtDanceClaudette Sir Skrubbins PolikShadowbliss

INTERIOR - JO'S DINER:

"Well howdy there! Welcome to Jo's Diner! You look like you've seen better days, sweetie."

A young, early 20s female sporting a blue-over-white waitress uniform welcomed Alexandria despite the fact she was a walking, talking anthropamorphic fox. She smiled warmly at the Pokemon, before continuing, "My name is Debora, I'll be your waitress tonight. How many are you expecting, hon?"

Sleek Rhysie​

 

[ButtDanceClaudette]

she prided herself on her endless endurance, but the full sprint through the fog felt like hours, and by the time the diner showed up and the fog lifted, she found herself collasping onto the floor, breathing heavily, her legs sore and aching, screaming for release. The white-haired red-eyed woman lay there for a few minutes before getting back up and looking more closely at the diner. It reminded her of a 1950's diner (or worse Riverdale) and there seemed to be patrons.

She looked around and realized that there was nowhere else to go as she walked up to the diner and just walked in, not caring if it were a trap. She was tired and freaking hungry.

And also pennyless, let's not forget pennyless!

ButtDanceClaudette

Debora looked over at Hunter, gasping lightly as the injured woman stepped through the expanse of Jo's Diner, "Oh my goodness! Do you need me to call an ambulance?" She looked around worried at the wounded woman, glancing over Alexandria's shoulder.

PolikShadowbliss

 

[Sleek]

Alexandria
​

"I'm not sure. Uh....I'm looking for someone. Her name's Claudette?"

She asked, looking around. It just felt so surreal.

"I'm....new around here."

ButtDanceClaudette

 

[ButtDanceClaudette]

Location: Truck, then diner
Interacting With: Everyone
Tags: Everyone

In a 1950s restaurant, expect to see spare propane tanks that can be used as explosives, kitchen knives, cash, telephones, and food. He couldn't get any food due to being broke, so Lucas chose to enter the old-fashioned way. He left the group as he assumed that they all walked in through the door. Lucas went around to look for a backdoor, as there always should be. There, he could scrounge a nearby dumpster to create a makeshift lockpick, then subdue one of the workers, take his clothing, and rob the place from there...

​

Lucas found himself behind Jo's Diner. He could see an overweight man sporting a wife beater smoking a cigarette - the cook. The door behind him was propped open, as wafts of smoke trailed from his lips. He inhaled deeply, pressing his back against a wall, tapping his feet. To the cook's right, you could see a garbage dumpster filled to the brim with rotten food, cooking oil, and just trash in general. It stunk profusely.

StaidFoal

 

[PolikShadowbliss]

"I'm.... fine...." Hunter said, surpressing the wave of pain that erupted from her shoulder, hopefully the wound was caterized. "I just need some food.... and some bandages to stop the .... bleeding...."

She walked toward the nearest table and collasped onto it, wincing slightly, still holding onto her shoulder instinctively.

"Some fries and a .... hamburger..... extra ketchup! Large fries!"

It wasn't the most healthest of meals, but her metabolism can handle it.

ButtDanceClaudette

 

[ButtDanceClaudette]

CAYDE-6
Jo's Diner
Rhysie Sir Skrubbins ButtDanceClaudette 2Bornot2B PolikShadowbliss
Anyone Else
​

The four oddly-matched companions kept sprinting through the fog for what was probably hours. The sight of a brightly-lit building came into view ahead. It resembled a pre-Golden Age diner, probably a design from the mid-twentieth century. Cayde had only ever seen those in old vids and in various state of ruin during his early career exploring the Solar System. It probably wasn't the safest place, but it was better than nothing.

The Hunter burst through the door, leaning on the counter and breathing heavily. "Whew! Haven't felt this winded in a while."

If you're asking how a robot is feeling exhausted, don't ask. But if you really want to know: space magic.

As an Exo, Cayde didn't really need to eat, but didn't mean he wasn't able to. "I could really use some spicy ramen right now..."

Debora squinted at the sudden influx of people entering the Diner. While she kept her gaze focused on Hunter, she briefly readjusted her attention toward Alexandria, "Excuse me, ma'am. Are these guests with you?" Before she swiveled her focus toward Cayde, "Yes sir. Let me just get some details straightened out first."

Corrosion Sleek

 

[ButtDanceClaudette]

A hand? Was that the worst this oni could take from him? So be it, Master Chief wasn’t gonna let one flesh wound be what makes him finally break. Master Chief staggered back, regaining his footing as he saw the oni raise his sword, if the sword was to hit him it’d surely be the end for Master Chief.

Objective: Survive.

Master Chief stepped back a lot more, making distance between him and the monster, ’Bring it on’ Master Chief gestured to the monster as he charged forward, as he was closing in he dropped his body, letting his legs be the first to hit the Oni against his shin in a slide, hopefully the force he hit the Oni with would be enough to topple the beast.

ButtDanceClaudette

Success!

The Oni stumbled forward, caught off-guard as it toppled onto the pavement below. He growled as he slammed down into the Earth in a heap. The creature slowly began rising, katana clasped firmly in his right hand, before standing upright, adjusting his position. You could see him stand at ready, fingers gripping his katana handle, as he prepared for MC's next move.

Zerulu

 

[Sleek]

"Yeah. These two are with me."
Alexandria said, nodding to Hunter and Cayde.

"Claudette's with us too, we just got lost and it took us a bit longer to get here...."
The braixen said, trailing off when she noticed Lucas hadn't joined them. Where was he?

ButtDanceClaudette Corrosion PolikShadowbliss

 

[StaidFoal]

Location: Jo's Diner
Interacting With: Nobody in particular
Tags: ButtDanceClaudette

Lucas Grey

Lucas eyed the cook from a distance. Subduing him would be useless; his clothes were too big for Lucas, and the dumpster was full. He rummaged through the dumpster, ignoring the looks that the cook gave him. The only thing he took was the nearly empty bottles of cooking oil. He found every bottle, dumping what little of it was left into one single bottle. Cooking oil was flammable, and as of now it was the only thing he could use to hurt someone with. Well, not exactly, he still needed something to start the flame. Also from the dumpster he took some throwable garbage, which could be used as distractions.

When the cook looked up to puff his smoke out, Lucas sneaked in through the door, making sure to avoid being spotted.​

 

[Zerulu]

He was beginning to worry that the Oni couldn’t be fought, but with it stumbling forward he knew he had a fighting chance, “Don‘t like falling? Get used to it.” Master Chief looked at the ground and saw his dismembered hand, Huzaah!

Weapon Obatained!

When the Spartan looked up he saw the Oni once again readying to slash at him again, well, let’s hope he can catch him off guard again. Right when the Oni was ready to strike Master Chief threw his dismembered hand right in the Oni face, hopefully stunning him enough for Master Chief to struggle for the Oni’s sword.

ButtDanceClaudette

 

[ButtDanceClaudette]

"Yeah. These two are with me."
Alexandria said, nodding to Hunter and Cayde.

"Claudette's with us too, we just got lost and it took us a bit longer to get here...."
The braixen said, trailing off when she noticed Lucas hadn't joined them. Where was he?

ButtDanceClaudette Corrosion PolikShadowbliss

"I'm.... fine...." Hunter said, surpressing the wave of pain that erupted from her shoulder, hopefully the wound was caterized. "I just need some food.... and some bandages to stop the .... bleeding...."

She walked toward the nearest table and collasped onto it, wincing slightly, still holding onto her shoulder instinctively.

"Some fries and a .... hamburger..... extra ketchup! Large fries!"

It wasn't the most healthest of meals, but her metabolism can handle it.

ButtDanceClaudette

Debora nodded at Alexandria, Hunter, and Cayde, "I... right. Follow me." She motioned toward the three patrons as they're escorted toward Claudette Morel. She looked up, eating what appeared to be a bowl of fried chicken, a slice of watermelon, and a grape soda. Standing up, she breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank God, I hoped you made it..." The African Canadian hugged Alexandria tightly before taking a seat.

MEANWHILE...

Debora jotted down a few notes: 'Spicy ramen', 'Hamburger, fries, extra ketchup', her eyes affixed at Alexandria, who seemed to be in the embrace of Claudette for the time being.

Sleek PolikShadowbliss Corrosion

 

[Sleek]

Alexandria
​

Alexandria smiled, hugging her back, and sighing in relief.
"I'm glad you're safe too. It's been rough.."

She noticed the waitress, and cleared her throat, though she didn't let go of claudette.
"I'll have a cherry cola and some french fries."
She said, noticing how hungry she was, then asking claudette quietly

"How much money do you have?"

Corrosion ButtDanceClaudette PolikShadowbliss