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The tunnel to District 2, main transport for Peacekeepers, is unexpectedly closed before dawn. In edition, a mandatory evacuation is declared for mile around the tunnel, clearing out a large section of the South East part of town.

The evacuation ends several blocks from the Tribute Training center, but they hear plenty about it. And can see the Capitol citizens unhappily trudging to friends, relative, and the shelter set up for those with none.

The recording that plays every few minutes on all the stations state that there is danger of a possible gas leak, and the evacuation is precautionary.

However, resident report seeing teams going into the tunnels and not seeing them come out.

Some report screams.

Luckily for the Capitol, most of the teams were made of avoxes, so that rumor is easy to silence.

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"They can no be watching everywhere at once." She said sneaking closer, reaching out to grab Sandy's hand and pull her through the crowds. "Be looking for blind spots." She began counting, watching where all the guards were watching. Looking for patterns. Anything they could use to get past.

For the moment Sandy was relatively sure on the list of "Things that will get us killed or tortured or tortured and killed" Sneaking towards a "Gas leak" was not very high. So she put up little resistance to Pruna dragging her through the crowd.

Obediently she began scanning the area for places they could hide, or more importantly guards. Most adults tended to overlook children...maybe they'd get lucky?

Her stomach began to twist itself in knots and her instincts began jabbing at her with concerns but she tried to shelve them for now. After the Tiger incident she didn't want to always have to be the person to tell Pruna no.

...though it might be the safer alternative.

"If we could be getting to that wall." She pointed, "We could be avoiding the guards."

She pointed at where she meant, they would have a very short window to get out of the crowd and behind the wall without being spotted.

Sandy swallowed and nodded hard, feeling that knot in her stomach turn into a rock.

She had faith in her speed, but not in her stealth. But if Pruna was going she would have to go too.

Her muscles wound tight ready to spring.

Pruna grinned at her, she was happy to be doing something. Even if it was just sneaking around and she was glad Sandy was with her.

"Okay when I do be saying three." She took a breath and looked around again, gripping Sandy's hand. "One..." The guards turned looking towards the tunnel. "Two..." She shifted her weight, ready to spring.

"Three."

Sandy had spent all of her life running from danger. Running towards it was a recent development.

And frankly, she wasn't sure she liked it.

Still she was hot on Pruna's heels as they raced for the wall. She had to remind herself to breath as anxiety had her chest feeling tight with unspent air.

Pruna crouched down by the wall and looked around it, hoping Sandy had enough sense to stay down. But she was sure she did. She grinned at her friend, enjoying herself. "Okay." She whispered, "Next we do be going down that road." She pointed to the one in question.

Sandy had to admit, there was a thrill in what they were doing...at least as soon as she realized they weren't being chased right away.

As quickly and quietly as she could she followed Pruna down the road at a crouch. Her head whipped around looking for guards, security cameras, anything that might be getting them in trouble.

Pruna grinned and stuck close to the walls. She looked up, judging how easy it would be to get up to the rooftops, adults never went up there, they would be able to get far.

"Can you be climbing good?"

Sandy followed her gaze and in a hushed whisper "I'm OK at it if there's like...handholds and stuff." She wouldn't be scaling any brick walls that's for sure, but she'd done her fair share of scrambling up piles of junk or fire escapes.

Pruna looked up the wall, "There do be being plenty." At least to someone who had spent most of her life climbing onto roofs. "Be following me."

Sandy found that scaling the building came surprisingly naturally to her. Maybe it was living most of her life in New York, or maybe it was because Pruna went first and she could find the same hand holds and places to brace her feet. Her hands had been freshly manicured and she was sure her Stylist would weep over the damage being done.

Pruna grinned to see that Sandy could climb quite well but it was only a moment before she felt her ankle being grabbed and she fell.

"Be getting off me." She screamed, panic setting in as she began lashing out at whoever had grabbed her.

Sandy heard the shout and her heart froze.

"Ashley!" She whipped her head back them, just in time to feel the back of her shirt yanked hard, ripping her from the wall.

Busted.

"Be leaving her alone!" Pruna twisted to try and get to Sandy. She couldn't let her get hurt when it had been all Pruna's idea in the first place.

"We weren't doing anything you...fascists!" Sandy protested as she was dragged unceremoniously to the ground. The barrel of a gun found it's way jabbed into her side as the helmeted peacekeepers tried to usher them back past the barricade line.

Pruna fought harder, her teeth clamping down on the hand of the peacekeeper as she saw them bring the weapon into Sandy's side. She fought panicking trying to drag Sandy away from them, but once they got them over the barricade the peacekeepers just dropped them, with dire warnings of what would happen should they cross the line again.

Pruna however was not listening, she rushed to Sandy's side, turning her over to where the peacekeeper had stabbed the weapon, expecting a bloodstain and hoping she wasn't too late to save her friend.

"I'm OK, I'm OK." Sandy repeated as Pruna rolled her over before she could get her barrings. In fact her side had a small red spot that might bruise but other then that she was fine.

"He didn't shoot...but I think he might next time." She looked warily at the shapes of the peacekeepers backing away slowly and keeping their helmets turned towards the girls.

Pruna frowned, confused, "But I did be seeing him, he did be stabbing you with that..." She had no idea what it was called the weapon he had held. She hadn't got a good look at it either it had all happened so fast. She examined the small injury before deciding Sandy was fine.

"Shoot?" She had seen no archers. She looked around, on the top of buildings, expecting to see some hidden that Sandy had spotted.

Sandy blinked, realization dawning on her.

"You have no idea what a gun is...do you." She guessed feeling once again floored by the amount of things she knew that Pruna didn't. Having lived in a shitty city had it's advantages when compared to a mid evil fantasy sort of world.

Pruna pulled Sandy, deciding that if she was okay then they should get away from here, especially if they might get shot at. "No, I do never be hearing about one. Do it be being a weapon?" They'd held it like a weapon anyways.

Sandy nodded in confirmation letting Pruna lead her back through the crowd who was parting to get out of their way and avoid trouble.

"Imagine a tube alright? A metal tube. Now put a metal ball in there OK? Now imagine that ball can shoot out of the tube at such a high speed it can rip in one side of you and out the other. That's basically a gun."

Pruna nodded, imagining that. A metal tube. Metal was the shiny thing that so many things were made of here. A metal ball, she could imagine that too, her eyes went wide at the description.

"That do be being a really powerful weapon." She looked back at the peacekeepers, if her and Sandy could get their hands on such weapons... She guessed they would be kept away from tributes though, since they were so powerful.

As the crowds thinned out around them and they made their way back through the buildings Sandy nodded. "All it takes is one shot to kill someone. Sometimes you get lucky and it doesn't hit anything really important. And sometimes they make guns that can hit someone a long long ways away."

One shot. Like an arrow, but more powerful. Pruna liked the idea of that. "Do you be thinking we could be getting some?" She asked leading Sandy down an alley, a shortcut that would get them away from the crowds and the peacekeepers and near to the park near the tribute tower.

"If we did be having really powerful weapons no one could be stopping us."

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Should we NPC a peacekeeper catching them or ask for someone to help us with that?

I think we can handwave

Kay!

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How's that~?

Awesome