Flower Petals and Flesh - A Violentine Story

Rest is for the Week

Clementine managed to sleep until the morning, even still she woke up at around 6am, her body fully alert yet injured.

Sitting up and rubbing at her eyes she gazed out of the window, she felt somewhat relaxed at the sight of the sun peeking through the trees surrounding the building.

She took a while to truly wake up before exiting the lonely dorm room.

Immediately she was met by a pair of boys, one scarred the other with ragged teeth. Standing behind them a redhead holding a box of medical supplies.

"Gah!"

The snag toothed boy jumped backwards dramatically, dropping the container of water onto the floor leaving it to echo across the floor.

The redhead scowled at the boy then returned her gaze to her patient, "Well it's good to see your up, guess my needle work isn't that bad after all."

Clementine instinctively pressed against where her wounds were.

"Not bad compared to the last time I was stitched up, and that was with old wire and a rusty needle."

Ruby opened the box in her hands and retrieved a bottle of tablets, handing them to Clementine.

"If your in any pain take one of these."
"Thanks." Clementine said politely.

Placing the pill bottle into her pocket and retrieving the water from the boy she turned her attention to the other boy.

"Violet told me to give you this." He paused for a moment nervously tapping his foot, "Oh and Brody wants to meet you in the office." The boy smiled proudly.

Clementine took a mental note of the information and took the physical note that the boy has handed her.

The people at the door left down the corridor leaving Clementine outside of her room, she looked at the note.

'Clementine, some people might not be too kind to you here, try not to annoy anyone and I might be able to convince Marlon to let us go investigate that Hospital you mentioned.
-Vi"

Clementine placed the note into her pocket, continuing out of her room and down the hall until she reached the exit.

The doors opened and she was met with an immediate burst of light, letting her eyes adjust for a moment she walker further into the courtyard.

A tall flagpole stood proudly in the centre of the yard, a flag adorned with paintings of a flowers and a skull sat atop it gently flailing in the breeze.

She pulled her gaze from her surroundings and began analysing her them as she did every new location, noting escape routes, possible weakness to defence and places to hide.

She was drawn from her analysis when a tall woman with short red hair approached her.

"So your Vi's new little toy, I trust you won't be here long."

Clementine scowled at the tall redhead towering above her, she had a look in her eye, a look of spite and hatred.

Minerva crossed her arms, "What's wrong, can't talk or something?" She taunted.

Clementine took a deep breath, she could have punched her but instead extended her hand.

"I'm Clementine, I don't think we've met." She smiled, it was clearly faked.

The redhead looked suspiciously at her hand and shook it, "Minerva." She stated plainly.

They detached hand a left each other alone before the tension grew hostile.