#[ i thought it might be cool to roleplay these ladies in a post-fall verse where they're . .. 'ya know . . not dead ]

[duraance]

@blondesiren liked for a starter!

            Silence stretched through Rapture’s darkened streets as Elizabeth skirted along the shadows. A chill seeped into her ratty clothes, and she resisted the urge to shiver. Survival in the city had proven difficult. Her knowledge of ammo and guns didn’t amount to much when she was at a loss when it came to actually shooting a weapon. Food and clean water were scarce, too. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d eaten anything substantial, and it was the empty ache of her stomach that had drawn her out into the city. The sound of footsteps nearby startled her from her thoughts, and she whipped around just in time to catch a familiar blonde head bobbing away. She felt a spark of recognition, her footfalls soft as she hesitantly followed after. 

          “Jasmine?” Her soft voice echoed, urging her to snap her jaws shut immediately after speaking. “Is that you?” Softer now. “It’s me, Elizabeth.”