WITH: @infestaticns WHERE: grand teton food court WHEN: may 5th, 2044
Kiyana had been worried about Ikar for a while. She’d noticed that he operated with a sort of nihilism that wasn’t uncommon among the youth of the apocalypse. His seemed particular extreme, though. And it manifested in increasingly dangerous ways. Risks on patrols he didn’t need to take, fights with his fellow soldiers...finally, Kiyana decided she could no longer mind her own business. When he started putting patrols in danger, she couldn’t just ignore it.
Plus, if she could help, she had to try.
She hung outside the food court, knowing that he’d need to pick up his rations eventually. It was a little sick, she thought, that they made them pick up their food rations in a mall food court. Like a cruel reminder of the food they wouldn’t be getting. Smoothies and soft pretzels and cinnamon rolls...and oh god, she was hungry. This kid better show up.
And just like that, there he was. Kiyana beamed and waved a hand. “Ikar! Hi, hon!” She nodded toward the tables in the seating area of the food court. “I was hoping I’d bump into you. I was wondering if we could talk?”
