Where's Doggo?

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Waking up to loud classical music was not a pleasent experiance.

"Pitch..." The girl's thoat was hoarse as she curled further into herself from the thinness of the blanket. Thoat raw, the girl prayed that one of the many plastic bottles around her bed had water in them and pawed at the bed in search of her portable heater. "Pitchhh..!"

The sound of multiple voices talking her eyes were met with the ceiling. She sat up and the brunette found herself on the very top of one of the many bunk beds in the gym like room.

Now looking back she would have made a joke about High Ground Achieved however one thing stuck out to her.

Everyone in the main room, the Square guards and the Front Man watching the surveillance from another flinched at the scream that tore through the air.

"WHERE THE HELL IS MY DOG?!"


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The girl, after calming herself down got off of her tall perch and walked around the main room. She noticed a few things.

Everyone was dressed in the same dull green gym inform and white sneakers. she took note of the numbers on their jackets and peaked at her own.

It was the same as everyone else's except it kept slipping off of one shoulder no matter how many times she's adjusted, sleeves was a bit too long with her fingers partly covered and the numbers 006 stitched into the chest area.

"Well..." She scratched her head, even more confused. "I guess I'm Six now."

"YOU BITCH!!!" Six's head shot up at the commotion near by.

Concerned, she went closer to see what was going on. When the burnette got there, in the middle of a circle of people where was two other players, an agitated older man with the numbers 101 standing over a young girl labled 067.

Now Six wasn't one to judge but she knew an asshole when she saw one. The man had a frog like face, oily black hair, a long snake tattoo on his neck and a sneer on his face that screamed toxic masculinity.

The girl was given a mental image of an unknown snipper loving bastard dressed in a black/white button up who would have made this chump look like a flea.

"Hey!" Deoku-su sneered, "Wow it's a small world isn't it?"

Kang Sae-byeok shakely stood. She was honestly really beautiful in a way with her messy short black hair, pale skin and dark eyes sharp enough to cut you. Her lips were a candy cherry red but most likely from the blood, it looked like it stung from the punch she received and Six got worried as he continued. "Look at those eyes, you still got that temper, huh?"

"Then again, nobody could break your spirit- You could always take a hit." The gangster looked the woman up and down and the girl felt her skin crawl. "I took care of you, fed you, taught you when you had no where else to go and this is the thanks I get?"

"You took more from me than what I possible owe..." The woman's reply was dead as she stared him down.

"If all that is true then why did you run?"

"Well I didn't..." Her voice was flat as if telling a fact, "I simply went independent"

Six knew that things were about to get real ugly when she heard the man quietly snicker.

"Independent..?"

When the man went for a punch thats when things got brutal. The brunette didn't want to get involved but after seeing player 101 knocked 067 down, kick and grabbed her hair thats when Six shoved through the crowd.

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