A small moment of happiness. Interrupted
It was a breakthrough moment for the dirty, ragamuffin-dressed girl on the roof of the abandoned OSA-P building.
"Aaaa-AH!"
Usagi's face lit up as the small portable stove turned on. IT meant tonight, she had some electricity. It meant tonight, she had food. Warm, cooked, easy to make food. Rubbing her gloved hands together, she took out a can of soup and began to open it excitedly. No foraging for food or shooting and skinning stray animals for dinner tonight! No having to leave OSA-P! Heck, maybe she could even sleep inside tonight with some heat, maybe even take a shower and not bathe in the sewers--
Sadly, that thought is interrupted by scraping sounds echoing from the streets below. Usagi's breath caught itself, and the oven was quickly turned off. Those kinds of sounds usually meant one thing: youma. Or maybe a gang imitating a youma to fool another gang. Either way...not a good sound.
As quietly as she could, Usagi clasped the rifle nearby - it felt like she never went anywhere anymore without it nearby and loaded, she realized - and very very slowly began to peer over the edge of the roof.
The question is...what will she see?
((ooc: Best way to describe this is....Youmapocalypse!Usagi! See profile for more details on this Usagi. :D))
"Aaaa-AH!"
Usagi's face lit up as the small portable stove turned on. IT meant tonight, she had some electricity. It meant tonight, she had food. Warm, cooked, easy to make food. Rubbing her gloved hands together, she took out a can of soup and began to open it excitedly. No foraging for food or shooting and skinning stray animals for dinner tonight! No having to leave OSA-P! Heck, maybe she could even sleep inside tonight with some heat, maybe even take a shower and not bathe in the sewers--
Sadly, that thought is interrupted by scraping sounds echoing from the streets below. Usagi's breath caught itself, and the oven was quickly turned off. Those kinds of sounds usually meant one thing: youma. Or maybe a gang imitating a youma to fool another gang. Either way...not a good sound.
As quietly as she could, Usagi clasped the rifle nearby - it felt like she never went anywhere anymore without it nearby and loaded, she realized - and very very slowly began to peer over the edge of the roof.
The question is...what will she see?
((ooc: Best way to describe this is....Youmapocalypse!Usagi! See profile for more details on this Usagi. :D))