Infighting Week One

[animusmods]

Characters: any character participating in the Infighting event
Setting: pods, week one of the event
Format: any
Summary: All week one Infighting event threads should go in here, to keep things organized.
Warnings: horror, trauma, experiment results, impossible geometry, cabin fever

[Group Information]
Dax's Pod
Riki's Pod
Jason's Pod
End of Week One

Comments

[colonial]

[America's nervous, but he isn't about to admit it. They'd taken England away somewhere else, somewhere he can't get to, and even though he's hardly alone being without England is lonesome, somehow.

He inspects the kitchen to distract himself, and is rewarded with ice cream for his troubles. That distracts him for the moment; he sits on the floor, eating his dessert and watching the others.]

[notagiraffe]

[After talking to a few people Taiki is beginning to feel a little calmer, things don't seem so bad, in fact it's a lot less scary than the tower was the last few days when all the lights were out. He asked the person in the kitchen if he could have some fruit and was given a bowl of strawberries. Seeing the little boy on the floor Taiki went to sit with him, he seemed so little to be all alone.]

Hello... [In a lot of ways Taiki was even more nervous around children, he had always been a strange one and so had been picked on a lot in school, when he had been taken to the 12 Kingdoms he had been around adults the whole time, since as a Kirin he was almost fully grown.]

[colonial]

[America regarded the other boy with a bit of wariness, but by now he'd realized most of the people he met, at least, weren't dangerous. He smiled.]

Hi! Want some of this? [He doesn't actually know what the food he's eating is called.]

[notagiraffe]

[Taiki shook his head with a nervous smile] Sorry... I can't... but... do you want a strawberry? [He offered the bowl with another smile.]

[colonial]

[America lights up at the prospect.] Okay! [He reaches for one.] Why can't you have any of mine?

[notagiraffe]

[Taiki smiled and pushed the bowl over a little so the boy could take more if he wished.] Oh because... it has milk in it... and it makes me ill...

[moontothetide]

[Ice cream. Tara curses her adult sensibilities. Otherwise, she might have thought of that, instead of going for sensible, sick-person food.

She scoots her chair a bit further over to America. Of course it's horrible that any of them are here, but it must be especially horrible for a kid to get dragged into these games.]

W-What, um...what flavor is that?

[colonial]

[America smiles happily enough at her; he's not entirely unwary, but he's gotten used to being approached by people by now.]

It tastes like chocolate. Want some?

[moontothetide]

[Chocolate ice cream. Holy crap.]

Yeah. I'd, I'd like that a lot. [She retrieves an extra spoon from a cabinet, and takes a seat cross legged next to the boy. After a glance at America to make sure that she still has permission, Tara retrieves some ice cream and takes a bite.]

Mmmmmmmm... [Bliss, thy name is ice cream.] This is great!

[colonial]

[America grins at her.] It really is! I never had anything like this before.