+1 Man Eating Monster.

[itsdark]

WHO | Ele [OPEN]
WHAT | Ele is hiding in her room in suite 05.
WHEN | After Arena 06.
WHERE | Suite 05.
WARNINGS / NOTES | Ele has not spent time among humans like Some has. She is terrified. Humans to her are A. Dangerous and B. Food. The door to her room is unlocked but... enter at your own risk.

It had taken them several hours to stop Ele from either attacking them, or attempting to hide under any available furniture (whether she fit or not). It took another several for them to explain why she was there in a way she could even begin to comprehend. She would kill humans. And other creatures, but mostly humans. Ele was wary of the idea. Humans were dangerous creatures. If not taken for a meal, they were best avoided.

Left to her room, she's wedged herself beneath the bed where it's dark and confined. Safe. Resting her head on all four arms, she tries to think of a way that she could get past all the humans and their Light.

Comments

[gruesome]

"They aren't just food!" he snapped back, startling himself. "... I am sorry. But- but they aren't. You'll see. The people who brought us here are- are dangerous, and frightening, but there are good humans."

[itsdark]

Ele looks taken aback momentarily at his outburst.

"They are not people." She says darkly. "You have been among them too long."

[gruesome]

Some took a few steps back, smoothing down his crest as it threatened to rise. He wasn't frightened, nor even angry, but definitely a kind of alarm fluttered in his lower belly.

"You'll see," he said again, both mouths pressed thin. "You'll learn."

[itsdark]

"We'll see." She replies. Her relief is beginning to turn to doubt. Caution. Could she really trust Some?

[gruesome]

He stared at her with a sort of bewildered frustration. "Please," he said, deliberately using the humans' language. "Just give them a chance. Try to get to know one, just one, and then tell me they are only food."

[itsdark]

Ele looks alarmed to hear their language flow so fluently from Some's lips. "I will-" She trails off as she realizes, her crest lifting slightly. "I can understand you!"

[gruesome]

Some has an accent speaking their language - it's not suited to his teeth and tongue. But he's pretty close to fluent, even without the Capitol's help.

"They want you to be able to understand them. And to understand you. And our languages would not be so different, if they had water-mouths like us."

[itsdark]

Ele looks doubtful at that last part. She glances back at the TV uneasily, and her crest rises in surprise when the camera suddenly zooms in on someone's face. "...I don't think I like the storyteller."

[gruesome]

"It takes getting used to... I wanted to show you something, though." He took a breath, bracing himself, and changed the channels again, drawing his fingertip across the controller to flick through them by the dozens.

Until he found the one he wanted, but didn't want to see. There was Some with a girl on his back, her hair a long, coiled mass, fighting a man with a sword. "I- I still don't know his name. But that's me, there... and he- I-" He trailed off, rubbing his chest just as on-screen, the human thrust his sword into it.

[itsdark]

Ele's upper two hands cover her mouth as the human runs Some through with the weapon, eyes wide. "Y-you say this happened? As the storyteller has shown?" She asks. "But..." She reaches out to touch his chest, whole again. "I don't understand..."

[gruesome]

"It's a technology. I don't understand it either, but- but not one injury I've taken here has left a scar. And I have died four times." Some's chest does have scars, little white marks in the fur, but they're all clearly well-healed and not new, and none are where that sword went. "They take the bodies out of the Arena right away in their big flying ships, we see them every day."

[itsdark]

Ele holds a hand over her own chest, as if feeling the pain of the sword herself. "I don't want to die four times." She says decisively. She won't die protecting a human like Some. She will win.

[gruesome]

"Then- then win," he said, feeling something uncomfortable deep in his chest. "But don't- Please don't kill anyone you don't have to. They want you to be a monster, Ele. An animal. That's what they want out of us."

[itsdark]

She looks conflicted, but doesn't say anything more on it. "Can you stay here with me?" She asks hopefully.

[gruesome]

He glanced towards the door, and towards the clock. He'd been told to come and see her, after all, and it no one had come to mention that he should be back on his floor by this hour, no one likely would.

"Tonight," he agreed, another human word. "But I live a few more levels above, on the eighth. Do you want me to show you the elevator?"

[itsdark]

Unsure what the human word means, she looks worried. "You can't stay here? What is an... elevator?" She doesn't want to be left alone here with her human district mates. It doesn't feel safe without another grue around.

[gruesome]

"I can't live here, on this level," he corrected. "We each have our own assigned place. But I can staytonight. And an elevator is a- a machine. It is a little room that moves up and down a long shaft and you can get off at any level. I hate it, because it's always lit, but they do not usually let us into the stairs."

[itsdark]

She still doesn't understand, not really, but it seems as if Some isn't leaving at the moment at least. The description of the elevator confuses her even more. "Show me?" She asks.

[gruesome]

He nodded, and turned off the screens. "It'll be bright. But we will be alright."

[itsdark]

The warning makes her nervous despite the reassurance that comes after, and she tangles long fingers together. "I will see the el..ee..vat..or." She says, despite her worry, sounding out the human word carefully.

[gruesome]

He offered her a hand to hold, before making his way out of the lounge and down the hall, moving silently by instinct.

[itsdark]

She gladly takes it and follows after him, one hand holding onto the brim of the hat on her head as if she's afraid it might fall off.