Cecelia Marks (Open)

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Cecelia gratefully shimmied in the rest of the way. "Oh thank you" she said as she practically crawled into a corner. She leaned against the wall, her eyes taking in the small space. "This is much warmer than where I was" she noted. She shiver her hands into her pants pocket and fiddled with the cash.

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He nodded, walking over to his rock. He grabbed the t-shirt and the fabric and handed them to her. "Just... promise not to hurt me. I get wind of you or a partner of yous trying to attack me and I'm leaving you to the elements." He messed with the rock in his hand, glancing at his sleeping pit. He sat down in it. "I'm Cade by the way."

"I promise I won't lift a finger to a single hair on your head" she vowed "but the same goes for you. You try to kill me and I'll fight back. It won't be pretty" she took the fabric and. Rubbed her hands to get her with the shirt in between, causing enough friction to warm her hands. "Hi Cade. Im Cecelia" she kept her eyes down,p as she focused on her frozen limbs

He nodded, that seemed fair to him. He watched her trying to warm her fingers. "If there weren't holes in the roof I would start a fire but I don't want to give my location away." He apoligized. He was at a loss for what to do, his plan was find weapons, clothes, food, and water and stay in this house for as long as he could until someone found him but now that someone had found him he didn't know what he should do next.

Ivy Patterson|Open

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Ivy crawled out of the hollow tree and stood up, silence. Not a sound to be heard. She squeezed her hand, "still here" she breathed out and drew the knife up to her face, "Needs sharpening" she said outloud, scanning the ground for any sharp rocks. She soon found a couple of smooth stones and begun sharpening her knife, staring at what it was capable of doing. Death. In a few hours she may not be here, her knife could be stained red, red with the blood of a innocent person. Pushing the thought aside she continued sharpening it. She had just finished when she got the sense that someone was around, slowly and quietly she got up and sneaked out of the district following the old worn path that would lead her somewhere.

"That's smart" she said. She lifted her fingers to her mouth and breathed in them before resuming her finger warming tactics. "Ack that blizzard has frozen my fingers" she complained as she rubbed them together a little faster. She put her hands under her legs and trapped the best under there. Her feet were still numb though. She pulled out her hands and fiddled with the shoes on her feet, kicking them off and pulling off her socks. Every movement sent pins and needles through her foot.

Cade watched her, still trying to figure out if she was harmless. "What district are you from?" He asked. Maybe he could get her to give him resourses in exchange for keeping her sheltered during the storm. He could really use some food. Or some wood. Or anything really, all he had was crumpled paper and some fabric.

Cecelia shrugged. "Whatever one lumber is. I was never told what number" she poked at her foot, wincing at every needle that attacked her skin. "So you don't have anything in here?" She asked. "Cause the only stuff I have is my clothes which I smartly decided to bundle up in. Other than that I'm empty"

"Same. I mean I have some brown paper but thats it." He looked around at the dimly lit room, it was getting dark. "Want to strike a deal?" He asked, a bit reluctantly. If she was from lumber she could get him the wood needed to fix the roof.

(Just thought i'd clarrify that anyone can move from district to district and get the resources from there. It does take a period of time/transportation to get there though)