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Who: Clove and YOU?
What: raiding the kitchen
When: now
Where: the kitchen, derp
Rating: hopefully no higher than PG, but this is a violent girl looking for knives, so... yeah. (open for either prose or action spam)

Clove was glad of the castle when she finally saw it. The city she showed up in wasn't nearly as much like the Capitol as she first thought. There were way too many mutts around and no decent weapon to be found. Coming to the castle meant getting away from the mutts.

She glanced at the journal by her side and was glad to see that things had calmed down inside. That journal was probably the most useful thing she got in this place; it let her know what was going on with everyone living in the castle. Clove left her shelter and crept along to the main entrance. It looked clear so she went ahead inside. The castle was huge and she was tempted to admire the masonry work but she needed to stay focused.

One room she found looked like a kitchen. The perfect place for knives. It looked empty so Clove started shifting through the drawers to find some that would suit her. Whoever owned this castle surely wouldn't miss a few.

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You do not look like you are from the past. Are you from Earth?

I'm from District 2. [says it like she actually expects this woman to know what that means]

District 2 of what?

Panem. [but then she remembers talking to that Steve guy] It used to be called North America.

Oh, so the future. And yet you've regressed from normal flatware.

Americans.

A lot was lost after natural disasters destroyed the country.

I am sure that someone had some Oneida squirreled away. I suppose it does not matter.

What happens to the rest of the world?

[she shrugs] Who knows?

How can you not know? Do you live in a cave?

No, I lived in a house. What does where I live have to do with other countries?

Because it is sad and pathetic to not know of the world past your own front yard?

I know all I need to know.

Obviously not.

[she shrugs, going back to looking through the kitchen. Like she really cares what some random lady thinks]

[Molotov just rolls her eye and audibly mumbles something about 'insolent brats' before wishing up just a whole bunch of raw fish. She might as well do it here, where there's plenty of paper towels and Ziploc bags. Sometimes the castle just covers her feet in fish when she wishes for them out at the reserve.]

[thankfully Clove has seen all the random stuff that escaped the library so magically appearing fish isn't too strange. But the smell is a little gross so she moves away from it]

[She just packs up all the raw fish into a picnic basket, then throws a look at disdain at the girl before heading back to the door.]

[she's ignoring you, weird lady, and stealing all the sharp knives :| ]