Re: Intense Struggle! (Round 1 - The Abandoned Base)
12-29-2009, 11:57 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by SleepingOrange.
Sister Clara bit her lip and idly straightened her wimple, slowly looking around the blasted courtyard she and most of the rest of the group had landed in. Most of her competitors didn't really phase her (you see a lot of things by the time you get to Clara's now-considerable age), but one in particular bothered her quite a lot. She hefted the large, leatherbound text she'd been reading from when she had been thrust into this asinine contest and scurried across the courtyard, adroitly stepping around pools of blood and disembodied limbs without giving them a second glance.
As she passed the scruffy youth in the ridiculous clothes, she shot him a glance that pretty obviously said "I'm sure we'll have no need for THAT, young man."; her real destination, though, was the oddly-serene girl standing by a wall and staring vaguely at nothing. Sister Clara squatted on her haunches and put one hand on the poor girl's shoulder; the very idea of putting such a young girl in a place like this, much less for the reasons this Monitor character said he had... Oh, it just didn't bear thinking about.
The nun smiled serenely; "Are you alright, child?"
Sister Clara bit her lip and idly straightened her wimple, slowly looking around the blasted courtyard she and most of the rest of the group had landed in. Most of her competitors didn't really phase her (you see a lot of things by the time you get to Clara's now-considerable age), but one in particular bothered her quite a lot. She hefted the large, leatherbound text she'd been reading from when she had been thrust into this asinine contest and scurried across the courtyard, adroitly stepping around pools of blood and disembodied limbs without giving them a second glance.
As she passed the scruffy youth in the ridiculous clothes, she shot him a glance that pretty obviously said "I'm sure we'll have no need for THAT, young man."; her real destination, though, was the oddly-serene girl standing by a wall and staring vaguely at nothing. Sister Clara squatted on her haunches and put one hand on the poor girl's shoulder; the very idea of putting such a young girl in a place like this, much less for the reasons this Monitor character said he had... Oh, it just didn't bear thinking about.
The nun smiled serenely; "Are you alright, child?"