A walked around the slums, a little smile on her face and a FULL cigerette dangling from her left hand. She was in a good mood. Her voice still hadn't returned yet, but her throat wasn't burning hideously either. Nothing bad had happened to her as of late and she wasn't starving. She continued down the road, hips swaying slightly to a song playing ( Read more... )

Dar has been looking for his brother for the last three days. Nobody knows where he is. He knows he survived the fight, because he saw him alive right after. But once they all started heading back to their own territory, well, Scud just... disappeared. Some of Dar's people saw him head off in another direction turing the trek back, but that's the ( Read more... )

Pearl walks back to Dar's without Scud escorting her today. He's off doing something else, so she's alone. It's been a while since she's seen anyone and though it hurts her, she can't help but edge closer to M's territory. Hopefully her sister hasn't left again, not that she'd blame her. There is a tiny packet in her pocket and can't wait to go to ( Read more... )

Laden with a mostly-empty carton of macaroni and cheese and half a hamburger, with most of the garbage-dandruff wiped off- Tick climbs down into the basement. Tock is inside, waiting for her ( Read more... )

There are times that Rat is eternally grateful for the Old Lady, this is one of those times. She was sitting on her stoop holding a book she had found. It wasn't that big or that thick, and it was old and ragged, but she had it, and she was attempting to read it ( Read more... )

It wasn't exactly morning anymore when Y headed down to the slums. She doubted anyone would care when they smelled the egg and bacon sandwiches she was carrying, though she hoped she could find people before things got cold. Glancing over and a little down, she smiled at Hew. Or at least, in the general direction of his hat, and the bouncing ( Read more... )

Damien stumbled back into the slumlands. How long had it been? A week? A month? He didn't know. He didn't really care either. He walked around, swaying like a drunk sailor still on the ship. The drugs may have caused him to walk the way he did, he wasn't sure. He couldn't really remember ( Read more... )

*A nicely-dressed dwarf leans against a wall in the Nexus, watching the darkened restraunt that is his target; a couple days before, he had found the place, a crumb fallen from the edge of some universe or other--its edges looked sort of fused into the surrounding architecture of the Nexus, rather than built; it was a giveaway. Earlier today, he ( Read more... )

Sitting on a curb, Key despondently picked through trash. There hadn't been many good scraps for the past few days, and he had a sneaking suspicion that another rat had found his trash spot. That was irritating, because if it was true he would have to explore in tough territory of some group or another. Most of the trash spots in the neutral zones ( Read more... )

Carrying a stoned Ella piggyback, Scud walks to the edges of that tall guy's territory and deposits her on the ground. "See yer people?" he asks her, sporting a blackening eye and a swollen lip.