⌗𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐑 ʲʲᵏ

𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘

♯THECULLINGGAMEARC

[NAME] GASPED AS SHE WOKE UP
she rubbed her head, body, and even slapped herself to make sure she was alive. when she knocked out during missions she always thought she died or something. one time she didn't feel any pain and thought she was really dead.

she looked around as she was in a dark room, she was on a comfy bed at least. she couldn't remember much or even how she got there. she couldn't only remember being chased..

"nice to see your still alive,"

she squinted her eyes as it took a moment to adjust to the lighting. she saw a guy wearing a plague mask and a suit. she couldn't recognize him.. but he sounded so familiar.

"who- where even am i?" she asked, she pulled the blanket off her as she got up from the bed.

"woah there, i'd suggest taking it easy. you were out for awhile." he explained to her, he walked over to where she got up and tried to get her to sit back down. "don't worry, i'm not one of those creep guys." he chuckled as he assured her.

[name] sat back down hesitantly, she watched as he moved around the room. she couldn't see his face or features.. but she knows him from somewhere. "do i know you from somewhere?"

"maybe, but i don't think i know you so.." he shrugged, he threw her gear on the bed. it was her holster, gun, knife, and pouches. "i didn't steal anything off you, just letting you know."

[name] looked between him and her weapons. she didn't even know what this guys intentions were. "what even happened? the last thing i remembered was being chased." she asked him.

the guy half laughed as he walked around the room. "well, yeah, you were being chased. luckily for you, a knight and shining armor saved you. i just knocked that cursed spirit out and then the guy who was controlling it." he shrugged again.

[name] listened to his story, she couldn't remember what happened but from his story she's gonna have to believe him. she got up as she walked over to her head on the edge of the bed. "your a player in the culling games.. right? if you are, why havent you killed me yet?"

he turned around and looked as she put her gear on. he had shoved his hands in his pants pockets, as he tried to come up with an answer. "well, as a gentleman, i cant exactly harm a young lady like yourself, can i?" he rubbed the back of his head awkwardly.

[name] blankly stared at him, she had no words. "seriously?"

"i am being serious, you seem like a nice young lady to talk too. friendly or intimate, just saying. i'm gonna need a friend in a time like this." he said. he laughed as he knew his attempts of low profile flirting, didn't really work. "just call me brutality."