Scavenging like Vultures [Active/Closed]
Characters: Mio, Winry and Naoto
Setting: Blue Kitchen
Time: Day 010
Summary: Mio, Naoto and Winry meet while looking for food
Warnings: Don't imagine much, but in this RP you can never be sure xD
Winry had no idea how long she had been here. Considering how long the days and nights seemed to stretch it was impossible to tell. She had tried to keep track at first but when you were trying to just make ends meet and survive, keeping track took a backseat. She had only just started to get down the practice of finding the right rooms, packing food whenever days came around. It was way too risking to try and wander during the nights.
Right now that's what she was doing. Her supplies had run out early and she was famished. Draped over her shoulder was a slightly tattered blanket that she had been using to lug around things she thought might come in handy. Right now it was empty. The house didn't provide them with much.
She laid the blanket over a table and took a moment to lean back on it and breath. Her time in this haunted mansion hadn't been treating her all that well. She'd become a little thinner, and while her eyes still held the same determination and spark that they always had, there were dark circles under her eyes.
After a a few moments of just breathing, she pulled over a chair so that she stand on it and begin looking through the top cupboards.
Setting: Blue Kitchen
Time: Day 010
Summary: Mio, Naoto and Winry meet while looking for food
Warnings: Don't imagine much, but in this RP you can never be sure xD
Winry had no idea how long she had been here. Considering how long the days and nights seemed to stretch it was impossible to tell. She had tried to keep track at first but when you were trying to just make ends meet and survive, keeping track took a backseat. She had only just started to get down the practice of finding the right rooms, packing food whenever days came around. It was way too risking to try and wander during the nights.
Right now that's what she was doing. Her supplies had run out early and she was famished. Draped over her shoulder was a slightly tattered blanket that she had been using to lug around things she thought might come in handy. Right now it was empty. The house didn't provide them with much.
She laid the blanket over a table and took a moment to lean back on it and breath. Her time in this haunted mansion hadn't been treating her all that well. She'd become a little thinner, and while her eyes still held the same determination and spark that they always had, there were dark circles under her eyes.
After a a few moments of just breathing, she pulled over a chair so that she stand on it and begin looking through the top cupboards.