Zone D -- The Foam

[The Future Warrior]

Graowr had rushed into the safehouse, into a room far from the entrance, and sat down to rest. Though she didn't need to sleep, per se, she had dozed off and lapsed into a much-needed nap. She wasn't sure how long she was out, but when she came to, the first thing she did was groggily hop back to her feet, rushing out toward the main door to stare outside. Standing on the doorway, she fished out her tablet to check up on the status of things. No more item drops, that was old news... But there was one thing which caught her attention handily, and made her stomach plummet. "Safehouses aren't safe anymore..." she repeated, slowly reading the update aloud. For what felt like a long, long time she just stood there, staring at the message before she started acting in a burst of frantic energy.

Checking other things about the island. Updates. The broadcasts and live feeds. Where people were, what they were up to, anything she could get her hands on. God Enel was in the Colosseum. Cell and Archer were...in the safehouse up in the mountains. In the safehouse in the city, there were...a lot of people. There was that crazy girl who'd challenged her before God Enel showed up and scared her off, and the guy she'd talked to on Omnitwitter...Gildarts? And a bunch of others. Some of them looked like they were joining forces.

They were still a ways off, but...she was also alone down here. If it was just one of them, maybe two of them, to come down here after her...

"No, no! That's dumb!" She smacked her forehead, shaking her head vigorously. "Everyone who's lasted this long is either really strong, or really lucky! Both are dangerous! Can't fight them! Can't risk losing the items!"

She put her tablet away and ran out away from the safehouse. It was a good distance, and a heck of a run and climb, but Cell and Archer would be good to have around. They weren't in the best of shape, but they were tough. They could help.

Graowr moving from SHD to D14