Setting
A large building that is mostly empty. A sanctum for it's members that provides protection from the outside threats.
Minimap
northwest |
north |
northeast |
west |
You are here. |
east |
southwest |
south |
southeast |
The Hilton Hotel is a part of 
New Raven.
She could hear two people in the hallway talking when she woke up. What time was it? Noon? Feral couldn't be sure. The sun was up, it was poking in through the blinds in her hotel room. Her head said to go back to sleep but the voices outside her door were keeping her up. They sounded panicked.
She rolled over in her bed, unamused by the sounds. Sliding out from under her sheets she approached the door quietly. The voices stopped suddenly. She swung open her door very abruptly and poked her head out.
"Shut up." She whispered. There were two guys standing there, as if they were about to knock on her door. Feral couldn't grasp their names - new recruits, perhaps. Probably humans. One of the men looked to the other to talk.
"Hi." he said. Feral raised an eyebrow. They didn't come to say hi and she didn't want to chat. She opened the door wider to lean on the frame. "Your brother sent us to find you. He said you were supposed to be going for food." The guy obviously felt uncomfortable around a Tyuman, probably from experience. Feral couldn't be bothered though, she closed the door in their face.
Unfortunately, the luxury of a shower was not available so she had to do the best with what she had. She changed into army green shorts and fashioned her belt to them with her blade on her hip. She wore a black tank top and let her hair flow loosely to the right side. And then, of course, tied a yellow bandana on her left wrist. She was a bandit and proud of it, after all.
Feral took a shortcut through the hotel so she wouldn't run into her brother. He'd give her shit for sleeping in, for sure. Down a fire escape, she made her way to a side street beside the hotel. So today was her turn to get food eh? It was her least favorite chore. It was dangerous and sneaky. Typical Bandit behaviour was to steal food from other gangs but lately they've been on watch. She would have to find her own. All the grocery and department stores had been cleaned out, her best bet was going through apartment buildings and looking through homes. You had to have a heart of stone to do it, but desperation was setting in on the city.
She rolled over in her bed, unamused by the sounds. Sliding out from under her sheets she approached the door quietly. The voices stopped suddenly. She swung open her door very abruptly and poked her head out.
"Shut up." She whispered. There were two guys standing there, as if they were about to knock on her door. Feral couldn't grasp their names - new recruits, perhaps. Probably humans. One of the men looked to the other to talk.
"Hi." he said. Feral raised an eyebrow. They didn't come to say hi and she didn't want to chat. She opened the door wider to lean on the frame. "Your brother sent us to find you. He said you were supposed to be going for food." The guy obviously felt uncomfortable around a Tyuman, probably from experience. Feral couldn't be bothered though, she closed the door in their face.
Unfortunately, the luxury of a shower was not available so she had to do the best with what she had. She changed into army green shorts and fashioned her belt to them with her blade on her hip. She wore a black tank top and let her hair flow loosely to the right side. And then, of course, tied a yellow bandana on her left wrist. She was a bandit and proud of it, after all.
Feral took a shortcut through the hotel so she wouldn't run into her brother. He'd give her shit for sleeping in, for sure. Down a fire escape, she made her way to a side street beside the hotel. So today was her turn to get food eh? It was her least favorite chore. It was dangerous and sneaky. Typical Bandit behaviour was to steal food from other gangs but lately they've been on watch. She would have to find her own. All the grocery and department stores had been cleaned out, her best bet was going through apartment buildings and looking through homes. You had to have a heart of stone to do it, but desperation was setting in on the city.
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