Connect the cause and effect
Who: Naomi and Stampy
What: Clean-up clean-up everybody everywhere \o/
Where: Starting somewhere in Zone 1
Summary: Naomi gets tired of sitting still, and decides to make herself useful, with a little help from a new friend.
Notes: ... It's a Wild Cat and a giant bunny. This may possibly get adorable.
The dark-haired girl was inconspicuous, moving quietly and quickly as she picked her way through the wreckage. An area had been cleared, and she could dimly remember an announcement having been made about that, but the place was still a mess.
Naomi came to a stop after the area was no longer in sight, looking over her surroundings with a critical eye and a lifted chin. What had taken place here was beyond horrible. So many lives had been lost, or permanently changed, and she had arrived too late to save some of them. She didn't even know if an earlier arrival would have changed anything, but she preferred not to dwell on that.
She touched her arm now, the limb still slightly sore and bandaged under her sleeve, but capable of being moved. It wouldn't hinder her today-- she wouldn't let it. Perhaps she had been too late, but she could do something now. It was what she'd said to Stampy, and why she'd sent coordinates to let him know where she was, just in case he was still willing to help out.
So Naomi stood, hardened herself against the sight of the crumpled and scorched buildings, and waited.
What: Clean-up clean-up everybody everywhere \o/
Where: Starting somewhere in Zone 1
Summary: Naomi gets tired of sitting still, and decides to make herself useful, with a little help from a new friend.
Notes: ... It's a Wild Cat and a giant bunny. This may possibly get adorable.
The dark-haired girl was inconspicuous, moving quietly and quickly as she picked her way through the wreckage. An area had been cleared, and she could dimly remember an announcement having been made about that, but the place was still a mess.
Naomi came to a stop after the area was no longer in sight, looking over her surroundings with a critical eye and a lifted chin. What had taken place here was beyond horrible. So many lives had been lost, or permanently changed, and she had arrived too late to save some of them. She didn't even know if an earlier arrival would have changed anything, but she preferred not to dwell on that.
She touched her arm now, the limb still slightly sore and bandaged under her sleeve, but capable of being moved. It wouldn't hinder her today-- she wouldn't let it. Perhaps she had been too late, but she could do something now. It was what she'd said to Stampy, and why she'd sent coordinates to let him know where she was, just in case he was still willing to help out.
So Naomi stood, hardened herself against the sight of the crumpled and scorched buildings, and waited.