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[grandmas_gurl]

Who| Ruby and You!

What| Waking up in District 9 suite. Rampaging her way down to the common area. Discovering Snow is alive. Then barging into District 8's Suite to find her friend.

Where| District 9 and 8 suites, with the common area in between.

When| Backdated to nearly the end of the arena. 

Warnings/Notes| Splitting this into several phases. <3 She'll be increasingly irritated until she sees Snow, and then - after copious cuddling times - much calmer.

 

District 9 Suites: She felt a flicker of surprise when her eyes opened up. She'd been dead. She'd felt it when her heart beat stopped... she'd almost welcomed it, after the way Snow had died in her arms.  The last thing she'd expected had been a mysterious revival. Her wounds seemed to be gone, at least. Though that still left her with the pain of Snow's death. 

 

The last few seconds of her friend's life kept flashing through her mind. The left over dust from the caves coating her throat and lungs. Snow's gasps. The taste of those blood covered lips as she tried to blow a bit more air into her friend's lungs. 

 

She forced herself to stand, shuddering as her feet hit the floor. Standing and moving toward the door. She didn't stop to think that she was still in her underwear. 

 

 

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Common Areas: Ruby fidgeted as she entered the room. She was properly dressed, now, but that didn't stop her from feeling cold. She was alive. Everyone who'd been in the arena was alive - or almost. It was true that Snow's body had disappeared... but did that mean the woman was really alive? Her pack mate? She wanted to believe it more than anything. 

 

She scanned the area, searching for anyone who might give her a clue. Someone who might know where they'd taken Snow. Or where they took the bodies... Bad thought. Very bad. She had to keep up a front, at least, until she found out.

 

Flexing her feet, the werewolf,felt them dig into the shoes she'd found. The heels were too high for running, just as the green skirt was too low - and the bodice too tight. But she'd use that to her advantage if she could. 

 

Maybe there was a guard around who liked to flirt more than they said.


 

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District 8 suites: Ruby knew she wasn't supposed to be there. She half expected people to stand in her way, maybe try to throw her off. Anyone who tried would find themselves pushed away, though. All that mattered was Snow. Snow White. Not their president, not the stuff that fell from the sky - Snow White.

 

Anyone who got in the way of that was the enemy. Anyone who didn't have information was a distraction. She was a force of nature, stepping forward in her high heels and swishing skirts. The only thing that mattered was her getting her arms around her packmate. Kissing the woman's cheek. Holding the pale woman close. Hearing the heartbeat.

 

She was there. She was alive. She had to be.

 

(ooc: You can also find her in any of these places after she's calmed down. ^^ )

 

Comments

District 9 Suite!

[polyturtle]

There was another Tribute who did notice that she was in her underwear, meanwhile.

Granted, Donatello didn't particularly care too much. He was busy reading, researching. De Animalibus Libri Novus, at the moment. When he caught Ruby in the corner of his eye, however, he knew that there would be others who did mind, and there were plenty of tongues that would wag about it if she actually went out in public.

Which, given the way she seemed to be going towards the door, looked like that was exactly what was going to happen.

"Er, miss?" He stood up. Hopefully his...looks would at least make her stop. "Miss..."

Re: District 9 Suite!

[grandmas_gurl]

She paused, though the air about her was more... irritated than curious. There was a feral look in her eyes, and the tenseness of her body, like she was coiled up and ready to spring; or maybe to crumble. She certainly felt caught between the two options herself as she turned her head toward him.

She still hadn't noticed the underwear. Her mind was too preoccupied to really be processing anything like that.

[polyturtle]

"...Hi." Don waved. "Uh...I'm not necessarily one to judge, but...you might want to put something a little less revealing on before you leave the room. Less to give to the tabloids and such."

At this, the Avox reappeared with a robe.

[grandmas_gurl]

She stared at him a moment longer, and then the robe. She let it be slipped on without resisting, but...

"Let them talk." A spark of fierceness appeared in her eyes, then. Anger.

[polyturtle]

Ah, geez.

"Miss, please." At this, Don held his hands up to show her he wasn't a threat. "I'm just trying to give you some advice. I'm not going to stop you from doing whatever it is you're doing, but...this isn't exactly the best kind of place to start any kind of rumor or innuendo about yourself. Or to start a fight."

Because she looked about ready to rip into him. Not that he couldn't defend himself.

[grandmas_gurl]

She was ready to rip into him.... into anyone she saw, right then. She felt like she was being torn apart internally. The only person she might have bottled it up for was dead.

She wanted to fight. She wanted to tear someone limb from limb. She felt like the wolf was trying to get out - even locked up inside her head as it was.

"They killed her" she said out loud to Don.

"They killed Snow White."

[polyturtle]

"...Snow White..." Like the fairy tale? Though...he really shouldn't be surprised. Nothing was impossible with this place. "What...was she a Tribute? She may still be here. They probably brought her back."

He spoke calmly. He still had his hands up. He had to be careful.

District 9 Suite

[revvinguptheharley]

Harley had been making herself a snack when the woman appeared and she gave a wolf whistle of approval.

"Welcome back to the land of the living tall pale and primal." She called from the kitchenette area with a wave.

[grandmas_gurl]

She barely paid attention to Harley. she was busy tugging on some leather pants. She'd heard Snow was still alive - now it was time to go get the woman. Clothes were... okay, probably important, but it was hard to think of anything like that.

When she heard the comment, she paused just a moment, blinking. Then she turned back to her outfit.

[revvinguptheharley]

"Hey where's the fire girl?" Harley shouted over "give yourself a minute. You just kinda died you know? That takes alot outta ya. Have a snack or something. We've got some fruit...whattya like? Apples?"

[grandmas_gurl]

Apples. Dead. All the wrong words were coming out of Harley's mouth, and Ruby felt her throat closing. Her eyes shifted to Harley. Intense. 'Where are the other tributes?"

[revvinguptheharley]

Harley felt a chill she hadn't felt in some time but kept smiling a weaker smile, "Oh out and about, most of them spend their days training or playing around to forget how crap our situation is." She explained and casually began juggling fruit in an attempt to distract.

[grandmas_gurl]

"What about the dead ones?" she asked, looking toward the door. "Where do they wake up?"

The fruit trick would have gotten a polite applause from her - in other circumstances. But right now it was just a distraction standing in the way of Snow.

[undercoverprincess]

Cindy glanced over, appraising the girl for a moment. She had to be one of those that had just gotten out of the arena. They all seemed to have this wild eyed crazy look about them, which made perfect sense. They had just died and come back to life, after, what was more terrifying then that? But they did always make them look good when they got back, it seemed.

"God, I'd kill for those shoes. Think if I put in a request for them I'd get them?"

[grandmas_gurl]

"I'd check the closets," she responded, continuing to look around. "Where are the other districts?" She'd search them all if that's what it took. She'd find Snow White. She'd find them, and take them home.

[undercoverprincess]

"Around?" Cindy waved her hand. "Everyone comes and goes, most of them are out at parties, the rest are just hanging around." She straightened up from her spot, taking a closer look at the girl's face.

"Who are you looking for?"

[grandmas_gurl]

She opens her mouth, hesitating. It would sound weird to almost anyone, but... Snow didn't know about her other personality.

It didn't matter. She just had to find the woman.

"Snow White," she said.

[undercoverprincess]

Cindy blinked, her body stiffening before she quickly jumped up from her seat. That was not what she was expecting in the slightest. How could Snow show up here and she didn't know about it!?

"Snow's here!?" She exclaimed. "When did she get here? What the hell, she's supposed to be back at the Farm, god, she must be worried sick about the cubs. When did you last see her?"

[grandmas_gurl]

The girl was getting stared at, now. "Snow doesn't live on a farm." And she doesn't have cubs, not counting Emma. Not in either world. "That was me." She's almost as confused and worried about this strange girl as she is about Snow...

Almost.

Not nearly.

Her gaze is already drifting past the woman. She needs to find someone else to talk to. Someone who can help.

Ain't No Party Like A District 8 Party (p.s. sorry this is so late!!!)

[no_apples_please]

It may take Ruby a bit of searching to find her friend. And when she finds her, she will not find Snow alone. Three others surround her - peculiar looking women with candy coloured hair and brightly painted skin and strange clothing - as they work at getting Snow White ready for the day.

They tell her how beautiful she is, and how good that can be for media attention; a great way to get sponsors. Snow has an interview scheduled for later this afternoon, and they seem excited for it. Snow's first official Capitol debut. Snow has yet to appear to the public since her return from the arena, and they want everything to be perfect.

And she is lovely, indeed. Her skin a perfect, porcelain white. But there's a unnatural perfection to her now. Her skin is too pale, too flawless, too white, and her hair is a darker black than a moonless night. Her stylist has clearly taken a few liberties with tweaking Snow's appearance. Turned her into a perfect Capitol doll and now they were dressing her up. Draping her in layers upon layers of intricate fabric.

Her skirt is so large it requires a frame beneath it for her to be able to move. Everything is blue and grey and white. The colours of winter. And sparkling with diamonds and sapphires and pearls.

When Ruby walks in, Snow doesn't even see her at first, even though she's looking right at her. She's lost somewhere in her thoughts. Distant in her own head so she doesn't have to be here.

No worries <3 GLAD TO HAVE YOU. :D

[grandmas_gurl]

...What had they done to her? They'd turned her friend - her already beautiful friend - into... a china doll. She was beautiful, sure, but... she was fake. Rather than highlighting her natural looks, they seemed intent on subjugating them... Ruby was certain she could do a far better job.

That was just an idle thought, though. A passing figment trapped in the mire of the moment between steps as her eyes took in Snow. Alive. Here. With other people int he room, but they didn't matter. She hadn't watched them die in her arms. Hadn't seen their bodies disappear.

She ignored them utterly as she ran forward on high heels to slide arms around the woman.

<3

[no_apples_please]

The bubble of happiness that rises up inside her is euphoric, and Snow throws her arms around Ruby immediately. She can hardly move otherwise. The women of her prep team continue to fuss with her hair, spinning curls and pinning in pearls and weaving in more strands of glossy black hair.

"Ruby!" she says with a smile so big it almost hurts. "Its you! You're okay!"

[grandmas_gurl]

Ruby just holds her for a moment. Clutches her close, trying not to sob. She can't help the tears streaming down her face, though. The stylists are probably going to be mad about her ruining makeup, but that doesn't matter. Just. She's just clutching the woman with all her might.

She's scared to say the words: that she watched Snow die. That she felt the life go out of her friend's eyes. Watched her body go limp.

She stares into Snow's eyes, instead. The only natural part let. Reaches out, and places her fingers lightly on the woman's pale cheek, ignoring the stylists.

"What did they do to you?"

[no_apples_please]

"Its only makeup," she tells her. Places a warm, pale hand over Ruby's and smiles.

It's a dye, more accurately. The whiteness wont simply wash away. It will linger until the next arena, at least. If not longer. But it doesn't really matter to Snow. It was clearly nothing harmful to her, since they all seemed keen having the same thing done to themselves. One of Snow's prep team had skin the shade of bubblegum. She figures it just be another strange ritual in this strange new world.

[grandmas_gurl]

"I. Um." She doesn't think they're that good at it, but she's not quite nice enough to say that in front of them. "Maybe I could help with it?" she suggested instead, stroking her hair through that black skin. Placing a kiss on Snow's lips. She wish it would ash away. But it doesn't matter. She has Snow here, with her.

Then, quieter - finally admitting what's been racing through her head - "I thought you were dead."