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Apr 19, 2016 08:41AM
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Starla slowly released Silver. Tears streamed down her cheeks. She looked at everyone. "No... no...." She gulped. She couldn't take this. She picked up her weapons and ran. She ran as fast as she could. Away from them. She wanted to run away from everyone...
Silver stuck her tongue at the speaker. "Shut it." She mumbled. She turned to Starla. "Because you haven't beat anyone yet. And shouldn't it look like we hate each other or something so they don't get too suspicious?"
Stalra stopped and turned around slightly. She gulped. "Then what? We just swing the sword at each other an inch away? We all know we will hurt each other eventually." She looked around. "We will all die. No doubt." She put away her sword. "But I will not be played with. Not like my mom was."
((Its the first hunger games not the second nor the 77th))
Petra stood, frozen. She didn't know what to do...nor did she really care.
((But my mom died in the hunger games.... XD))
Starla looked at her weapons. She dropped them. "Just... whatever. Just... kill me. Just do it." She looked at them unmoving. "Please..."
Starla looked at her weapons. She dropped them. "Just... whatever. Just... kill me. Just do it." She looked at them unmoving. "Please..."
Silver looked at her square in the eye. "We all will die. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow. But someday we will die. We are supposed to make as much of a big good change as possible." Silver walked up to her. "None of us are going to kill each other." Silver whispered the next thing in her ear. "If you going to die then I'm going first. Don't even think about death."
Starla looked at her feet. "Yeah... yeah you're right. I'm... I'm sorry." She wiped her face with her grimy hands. Get yourself together, Starla. C'mon. Find that fire... She ran a hand through her hair, remembering watching her mother on screen, being stabbed. After the Hunger Games, the president just smiled politely. She clenched her fists. "We have to live..." She looked at them individually. "Ok... I say we split up, but meet at the cornucopia. But first.... what is something the Capital will take offensive." She thought hard.
Petra nodded. "The capital will most certainly try to turn us against each other, so yeah, we should separate."
She shook her head. "I cant come up with anything. I guess we just need to split up." She picked up her weapons from the ground.
Petra tightened her grip on her backpack, turning away. "Goodbye, girls. And may the luck be ever in your favor." She said, rather bitterly.
Starla groaned as she looked up. "Bring it you idiotic bees." She sprinted away, hopping over logs and running through small bushes and ferns.
Starla sighed with relief, but she didn't stop running. She just kept running, even when her lungs burned. Maybe if she ran far enough she would escape this treacherous place.
Silver stood up and bit her lip. How am I going to live? She thought. She began to run the only way away from her friends.
Starla sank down a tree trunk. She was surrounded by brush and ferns, so she couldn't see anything. She panted as she wiped sweat from her face. She pulled out a water bottle from her pack and took a few sips. She needed to conserve it. She rested her head on the tree, taking a break.
Petra dashed recklessly through the woods, panting and fighting back tears. There. The only chance of making a difference was ruined. She felt so done; so useless!
Starla shifted. She looked around again on high alert. Anything could burst from these bushes... or anyone. She took deep breaths. 'Breathe Starla, breathe. You are out on your own. No one can help you right now.' She wiped her forehead and stood up, shouldering her pack. She picked up her weapons and stalked through the forest.
Silver continued to run and run. She was crying. Why? Why?! I can't do anything that I need to do!
((This hasn't been in my notifications))Eliane watched all the other girls bolt and let out a sigh. 'I'm on my own now.' She thought. She grabbed her stuff and ran in a direction the others hadn't.
((There's one girl who wasn't in the alliance but she only has one comment or something on this topic))
((well I just got back and I did not realize))
Starla heard a shuffling from behind a bush and jumped behind a tree trunk. Her knuckles grew white as she clenched her scythe and sword. Sweat trickled from her forehead.
Silver stopped to rest. She couldn't go on forever. She decided to try to find Starla. I did tell her I would be there for her. Silver remembered which way she had gone so she went in that direction.
Starla raised her sword ready for anything when a little Mockingjay hopped from the bushes. She let out a rush of air. She let the sword lower. She glared at the bird. She gave a small grunt at it. It flew away, repeating her grunt. She rolled her eyes and kept going.
Eliane passed by a giant field. It made her homesick just looking at it. She averted her eyes and kept going.
Starla's calves were tightening. Just as she was about to stop to take a break she tripped over a root that she hadn't seen before. She flung forward. Her scythe went skidding across the forest leaves and her sword grazed ribs. Her suit was sliced open. She gasped and put a hand on her wound. Her fingertips grew wet and warm. She rolled on the leaves in agony. She didnt want to make a sound. She was scared something would come after her...
A parachute slowly floats down to Starla
Starla looked up, fighting tears. She reached up and scrambled with the top. She got it off, blood stains on the metal cap. She looked in it to find an ointment. She dipped two fingers in and desperately rubbed it on her gash. She gave a low moan as a sting traveled through the wound. It was deeper than she anticipated. She felt the burning sensation stop and she relaxed on the ground, taking deep breaths.
((howd you know there was ointment in it?))
Silver heard a thud and rushed over. Silver grabbed the scythe. "Walk much?" Silver said.
Starla smiled groggily, noting the humor in her voice. Her side still felt sore. Then she remembered the announcement. Her eyes widened and snatched her sword off the ground. She started to back away slowly. She could hardly do it properly.
"No... you know what they said... We'll die. You'll die..." She gulped.
"No... you know what they said... We'll die. You'll die..." She gulped.
"Aw. Whatever. They can kiss my tuckus. Beside I promised you that stay by you." Silver looked at her armor. "Do you walk much?"
She nodded. "I just... wasn't paying attention." She stayed on the ground but seemed to relax slightly.
Silver slide her scythe to her. "If you want to kill me go ahead. But I don't give a flying hoo-ha about what they say."
Starla shook her head. "I wouldn't kill you."
"Well, glad I feel the same way about you." Silver held out her hand to help her up.
Starla took it and nodded. "Assuring."
Silver laughed. She pulled her up. "Besides. I wouldn't last a day here without you."
Starla grimaced as her wound was stretched. She raised an eyebrow at her. "Why do I not believe you?"
Silver shrugged. "I wouldn't. All I can do is make and fix things. Not hunt and survive."
"I'm not a good hunter, just combat and girl scout stuff. That's about it." She shrugged too.
"You shot a rabbit. All I could shoot is a tree!" Silver smoke her head. " I'm terrible at that type of things."
"Actually... that wasn't me." She chuckled.
After walking for a while Eliane came to the edge of a river. She sighed and dropped down, giving he legs time to rest.
"Well, whatever. Point is that I stink on my own." Silver looked around. "Want to find some water?"
Starla gave a small chuckle and nodded. "Yeah... We probably need to do that."
Petra quickened her pace, treading softly over the ground. Her heart was near broken over the loss of her alliance... But she needed to block out her emotions and push on.
