Feb. 27 at 9:39 am
Cage nodded, she wondered what type of food Sprint it had. Cage followed Sprint back, how long had he been in the Wilds? He seemed pretty accostumed to the place, he maybe he'd been here since he was her age too. Or sooner,
"Nee' 'elp?" she asked.
Feb. 27 at 7:11 pm
"I-I've got it." Sprint said. He crouched down and pulled one of the crudely made baskets he kept hidden in the dents and holes in the cave walls. He pulled out some leaves and fruit. "I-I might still have some d-dried meat, if you w-want." He said, pattering back to Cage with the food.
Feb. 27 at 7:36 pm
Cgae took some of the fruit and leaves Sprint offered her and crammed them into her mouth. She didn't care what it was as along as it was food she'd eat it, it oculd've been food long expired and she'd probably have eaten it. She swallowed, not in the leats bit ashamed for the way she ate. Even at the lab you had to eat quickly or your food be, either A, taken away, B, stolen, or C your eating time would run out.
Feb. 27 at 7:41 pm
Sprint sat quietly while she ate. He had gone back to rummaging in his baskets, searching for a piece or two of the meat he had dried. He understood the way Cage ate. He used to be the same way, years back.
He shoved his basket back into it's place.
"S-sorry. I must've r-run out."
Feb. 27 at 7:44 pm
Cage just nodded, she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, Sprint was still holding some fruits and leaves,
"Ya gonna ea'?" she asked him, her hunger was slightly sedated, then again she couldn't remember anytime in her life that she'd been 'full' or even 'satisfied' with her meals, so she guessed she fine.
Cage wondered why SPrint stuttered so much, was he scared of her? Was he born with a stutter? Or did the lab do something to him?
Feb. 27 at 7:48 pm
"Nah. I c-can eat another time." Sprint said. He held out the rest of the fruit an leaves out to her. "Y-you can have this." He said.
Feb. 27 at 9:32 pm
Cage puased a for a few moments and then grabbed the rest of the food and shoved it rudely into her mouth swallowing and chewing quickly, sh efinished and then wiped her mouth again with her hand, she lookedback at Sprint, the food had been gone in about 5 seconds, she'd barely chewed.
Feb. 27 at 11:05 pm
Sprint sat, watching her carefully. He leaned back against the cave wall, drawing his knees up to his chest.
"D-do you need a-any more?" He asked, his voice low and quiet. "I-I don't have much, b-but you can h-have it."
Feb. 28 at 12:25 pm
Cage shook her head, she wans't going to accept anymore, if she ate too much she might get sick or worse be punished. Maybe Sprint was testing to see if she was selfish and mean, she wans't that, she wans't going to eat all of the food.
Feb. 28 at 12:30 pm
"O-okay." Sprint stayed where he was, his knees pulled up to his chest as he watched Cage.
He still felt a little uneasy. In the years he had lived here in the Wilds, he had always been very careful to make sure no one would find his little cave home.
Now, he was sitting an talking with a newcomer, even offering her his food. He started to rock back and forth a little.
It felt strange, but it was good to be able to talk to someone.
Feb. 28 at 12:40 pm
Cage sat there quietly, she was thinking, there were probably hundreds of 'lab rats', 'specimens' wanderinga roun din tehw ilds. She wondered if tehre were any normal children, or how it would feel like to have a family. All she remembered was the lab. She wans't even sure she knew teh definition of family. She'd heard the doctors talk about going home to their families though, and if the doctors had one families must be good irght?
Feb. 28 at 12:55 pm
Sprint closed his eyes, curling up a little tighter. He rested his chin on his knees with a tired little sigh.
Even though it was just the beginning of the day, he was exhausted.
He blinked his eyes open after a few seconds, reluctantly pulling his head up. He didn't want to to sleep now, not in front of a stranger. As much as he wanted to trust Cage, he still felt a little scared. If he fell asleep, she might attack.
So he stayed awake.
Feb. 28 at 1:09 pm
Cage looked at Sprint, he looedk tired, like he was forcing himself to stay awake, she guessed it wa steh sprint he'd done, since it was actually not that late in teh day, it was mid-day at the most.
"Ya can s'eep." she told him quietly.
Feb. 28 at 1:14 pm
"I-I'm fine." Sprint said. "I-I can s-sleep later." He forced himself to lift his head higher, opening his eyes a little wider. He twisted his fingers together, staring at the dirt under his fingernails and all over the callouses of his hands.
Feb. 28 at 1:17 pm
Cage just nodded, she got up and headed for the cave enterence, maybe she should go, scavange for some food, or water, or just explore and get used to her surrounding.
Feb. 28 at 1:20 pm
Sprint watched her go, and his heart sank a little. He didn't try to stop her or follow her. He just sat still and watched.
As brief as it was, it ha been nice talking to someone else. He would probably never see her again, he thought as he drifted off to sleep.
Feb. 28 at 1:58 pm
Cage moved through teh froest as quietly as possible, she wans't sure what berries to collect so she just picked on that looked like the one she'd ate today. Sometime she wante dto get to ethe dge of tehf roest, she wondered what was outside the forest. Cage found a stream and knelt down, drinking from it, she had nothing to fill with water to bring back though.
Feb. 28 at 2:07 pm
Sprint slept. He stayed curled up against the cave wall, facing the entrance. He dozed lightly, blinking his eyes open every now and then to look groggily up at the tiny cave entrance.
It had been years since he had slept solidly, not just dozing.
As he slept and when he was awake, he thought about Cage. It had been nice to have someone to talk to. Someone like him who wasn't trying to hurt him, or kill him, or steal his food an water.
He even wished she would come back.
Feb. 28 at 2:29 pm
Cag sat down under a tree to rest, she had her pockets filled with berries adn elaves, but wans't going to eat them yet, she didn't know if they were poison or not, maybe Sprint would help her. She got upa dn satrted to head back to teh cave, picking upsoem more berries as she walked, she looedk at ehr berry stained hands, they looekd even worse now that theyw ere stained with berry juices from picking berries.
Feb. 28 at 2:35 pm
Sprint ha just dozed off again, his head resting on his knees as he slept. He was facing the cave entrance and the light that trickled in, but his eyes were closed in less than blissful sleep. His eyes fluttered under his eyelids as broken images, memories of the days in the lab made him squirm and twitch while he slept.
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