WHO: Grimmjow and Salama
WHAT: Cupid's Arrow Mishap...
WHERE: Somewhere in Genessia (very specific)
WHEN: Midday.
WARNINGS: Grimmjow. And Salama. Cupid Arrow. Vocalized hashtags. Selfies. Do you really need more warning than that it's an absolute disaster waiting to happen...

[ Of all the things that Salama wanted to do, look for arrows wasn't really one of them. So she wasn't. She was mostly doing what she usually was enthused with doing, typing on her phone. You know, on her way the hell out of Genessia because a blizzard isn't her thing. Nova City always seems to have good weather, so that's where Salama's on her way too right now, hopping through the snow-covered ground because you know what, scorching the whole street is a fire hazard and not everyone is as heat-resistant as she is. (She still has a couple of floating flames following her both in front and in the back to keep her warm.

And you know, maybe throw a snowball at an innocent passerby while they're not looking. You know, whatever, reach into the snow blindly. It's worth it.

The weird dog said to be careful, which is basically the same as asking Salama not to be careful.

Either way, a certain individual named Grimmjow is getting a snowball to the back of the head if he isn't paying attention. ]

[There's a dead body laying in the streets just outside the bay, visible through the video camera. It appears the body was holding the walkie stretched before it died, which must have been pretty recent since the feed just started--- and, oh. The body's now twitching, and its head raises up in a zombie like fashion. Only it's not a zombie, it's a ponytailed girl, weakly lifting her face off the sidewalk. She struggles momentarily, wavering, before she gasps out]


F---food..... Fooooooooood..... [ And then she's down again. Somebody looks exhausted, that's for sure.]