Zone C -- Megacity One

[Dawnika Snow]

So far so good. No one had shown themselves to her and that was a boon if any. She had seen some of the competition in that hallway and wasn't exactly prepared to fight, not in these conditions. Her first priority was to find Dust and Shinmen, and not die in the process. The mist was still proving problematic, she hoped soon it would dissipate, but it didn't seem like it would.

The safehouse in this area was an office building, easily distigushable between the rest of buildings. It shouldn't be so hard for her to find. There were very few buildings any Primes were using. Her hand rested close to the trigger of the her gun and her death grip on her katana, she hurried down the streets of the city quickly. She stayed to the sides of the road where she could access alleyways and utilize cover of streetlamps and mailboxs. Coming around the corner of the street, she can see the center of the city reaching to the skies through the fog, though it was tough to see at first. This had to be where the safe house waited for her, judging by the mixed identification of her map, the Compass and her own intuition that was guiding her through the streets.

Though what ultimately lingered on her mind was the man she had talked to before being sent into the field: Dust. Why had he been so nice to her? What was his intent? To get on her good side and then stab her in the back? Or, was he genuinely being nice and trying to make a friend? Fuck no, he couldn't a friend to her the way Rogue was. Rogue had been with her for years, years. She should stay wary of the others, if she were to get killed this early in the competition, she would hate herself.