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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. ^^ )

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"...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.

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"But she was dead," she said, a faint whisper. Ruby had tried everything. CPR, curse breaking kiss - everything. Could they really just bring the woman back? ...Is that what had been done to her?

"How?" unimportant. "Where is she?"

"I don't know," Don admitted. "But if you know her District, you should be able to find her. This building is 12 floors, one floor for each District. This being the ninth floor...we're representing District 9."

"I don't think they said anything about districts."

She closed her eyes, trying to calm down. It was hard, though - every time she tried, she just saw Snow dying in her arms. Worries about Emma, and Storybrooke, and... her entire world going up in flames.

"How do you know?"

"I've been here for a year. This was my fifth Arena," Don replied. "And right now, you're in the District 9 suite. You and I and the others who were put on this floor represent that District for them."

A year? Ruby had spent too long trapped in Storybrooke already. She wasn't going to let this place suck up more of her time - or Snow's; or anyone else's, for that matter. But they could start planning how to get everyone home after she was sure everyone was alright.

"So how do we know which district she'd be in?"

"Well, let's see."

With that, Don quickly pulled up a hologram on the wall, his hand swiping across to push over to the next screen. After a moment, he stopped, pointing to a profile.

"Is that her?" Well, it did say 'Snow White'. "She's in District 8."

"District eight?" she repeated, studying it. She was already starting to glance toward the door, eager to get out - though she'd be back soon enough, if he was still around and wanted to continue.

"Thanks..."