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Post by Dante Clavus on Dec 30, 2015 21:04:47 GMT -6
Glancing toward the Market's center square, Dante began to feel dizzy from his hunger.
Maybe the taverns on the southern side weren't looted yet. Nobody would think to go to 'The Thirsty Tribute' for food!
Backtracking toward the famous bar, Dante was surprised to feel the heavy wooden doors slide open as he pushed. Rows of plaques dedicated to Hunger Games victors greeted him in the dark entryway. Each one was joined by a special drink made to celebrate their victory.
"A Flaming Farrow?" Dante chuckled, his hunger replaced by excitement. "A Bloody Millie! Hah! This is my kind of place!"
Stepping past the kitchen doors, the teen eagerly began searching the boxes for anything edible.
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Post by Dante Clavus on Dec 30, 2015 21:07:59 GMT -6
Plenty of empty bottles, but not even a condiment back in these crates. Thought Dante, frowning as he carefully replaced the box he'd been looking through. Maybe near the stove over there... His stomach grumbled as Dante picked through another box.
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Post by Dante Clavus on Dec 30, 2015 21:20:46 GMT -6
Dante rummaged through a series of unmarked cans in the hopes of finding food when he heard the high-pitched tweet of a communicator declaring its low battery life.
What?! Someone must have dropped it during the evacuation!"
Scrambling toward the noise, the young man was shocked to see its battery indicator on 2%.
"Not enough juice for any kind of long-range message, but maybe I can get one last command off..."
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