[62nd Replay]
{ Day 1 ☆ Beaver Street }
[ Rika woke to find herself in the rubble of her house. It was an honestly strange and sickening feeling to see the house she had spent three years in destroyed. Her shock and panic numbed her mind, inspiring her to begin digging around the rubble for all of the precious things she owned; her dollhouse from her last father, the dress she'd worn to her first school dance... It takes cutting her hand on some debris for her to snap out of it and sink to her knees. ]
tch... How stupid... Becoming attached to material things now, am I? [ She sighs and slowly stands again. Deep breaths... then begins looking for her family members and more practical things, like food. ]
{ Day 1 ☆ Park }
[ She would spend the rest of her day looking for people and supplies. If you're a friend of hers, even if you've only spoken once or twice, then she'll probably come looking for you. When she's not actively searching for her friends, Rika was checking the piles of rubble for canned food and other necessities. So that, come evening, she's sitting in the park with a bag full of canned foods. She's not quite sure where to go from there. ]
... I should have found a can opener...
{ Day 2 ☆ Whatever remains of the School }
[ Rika wandered this way when she woke up and realized what kind of visitors Mayfield had. She's sitting amongst the rubble, curled up with her knees to her chest. Every sound makes her flinch and occasionally she tries a bit harder to hide. Yesterday she had been full of snark and sarcasm, but that's all gone today. After one of the cannibalistic visitors passes her by she has to cover her mouth to muffle a sob. It's been a long time since she was honestly this terrified. If you walk by her then she'll jump a bit and begin trying to hide herself better. ]
[ Rika woke to find herself in the rubble of her house. It was an honestly strange and sickening feeling to see the house she had spent three years in destroyed. Her shock and panic numbed her mind, inspiring her to begin digging around the rubble for all of the precious things she owned; her dollhouse from her last father, the dress she'd worn to her first school dance... It takes cutting her hand on some debris for her to snap out of it and sink to her knees. ]
tch... How stupid... Becoming attached to material things now, am I? [ She sighs and slowly stands again. Deep breaths... then begins looking for her family members and more practical things, like food. ]
{ Day 1 ☆ Park }
[ She would spend the rest of her day looking for people and supplies. If you're a friend of hers, even if you've only spoken once or twice, then she'll probably come looking for you. When she's not actively searching for her friends, Rika was checking the piles of rubble for canned food and other necessities. So that, come evening, she's sitting in the park with a bag full of canned foods. She's not quite sure where to go from there. ]
... I should have found a can opener...
{ Day 2 ☆ Whatever remains of the School }
[ Rika wandered this way when she woke up and realized what kind of visitors Mayfield had. She's sitting amongst the rubble, curled up with her knees to her chest. Every sound makes her flinch and occasionally she tries a bit harder to hide. Yesterday she had been full of snark and sarcasm, but that's all gone today. After one of the cannibalistic visitors passes her by she has to cover her mouth to muffle a sob. It's been a long time since she was honestly this terrified. If you walk by her then she'll jump a bit and begin trying to hide herself better. ]