Rations Allocation Day - Saturday, June 6th, 1953

[df_official]

*crackling and static for a good minute on the intercom; some talking in Russian, then someone seems to notice the intercom is on; they then quickly start speakingToday is Saturday, June 6th, 1953. Grains and breads are still unavailable, but meat rations are still doubled. All citizens are to report to their rations lines between 1000 hours and

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[melonlordpwns]

[Waiting in line, looking sort of bored.]

[epitomeofvanity]

You're next, Toph.

[melonlordpwns]

Oh, it's you.

[epitomeofvanity]

ID please. *beams at her; nevermind that she can't see it*

[melonlordpwns]

[Oh, she can hear it in your voice. She plucks the ID off her wrist and holds it out.]

[epitomeofvanity]

*part of the reason why she smiles, and takes the ID and starts to write* How have you been holding up?

[melonlordpwns]

Just fine. How 'bout you?

[epitomeofvanity]

*scritch scritch on the paper* Good! I'm fine. Have you been finding everything you need?

[melonlordpwns]

Only in the strictest sense.

[epitomeofvanity]

Is there anything you're missing you might be able to find here?

[melonlordpwns]

If the announcements said there's no grain, then I guess there's no hope for rice, huh?

[epitomeofvanity]

*shakes her head and sounds so wistful* No, no rice. I would love to have rice.

[melonlordpwns]

The food here sucks.

[epitomeofvanity]

I does. *writing* There's not much here that I'm used to from home.

[melonlordpwns]

It's worse than the Fire Nation. Nothing but meat all the time.

[epitomeofvanity]

It gets better once the harvest time comes... except we have more zombies then.