Panem discussion
Arena One
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City
Connor saw everything that had happened. He ran over to Aubree and put a hand gently, but firmly, on her shoulder. "You have to leave him," he said, looking down at the boy. "Aubree, I know it was an accident, but there's nothing you can do now," he told her.
Aubree refused to get up, continuing to shake him lightly, "But...but I didn't mean to, I swear..." she said quietly, not quite believing what that feeling would be like to kill a person. For some, it gave them control over life and they went crazy with power. While others, it haunted their dreams until the day they died. A tear ran from her eye and she quickly wipped it away, now knowing exactly what that feeling felt like.
"Aubree, I know you didn't mean to," Connor said softly. "It's... unfortunate, but he's dead, and unless you want us to end up the same way, we need to keep moving," he said pleadingly, pulling her gently to her feet.
Nodding her head, she got up, whispering so quietly that no one could hear her utter the words, "I'm sorry," to the boy's body. Then, refusing to look at it any longer, she thanked Connor with a smile and put the water canteen over her shoulder. The teenager had dropped a small knife, which she quickly picked up and gave to Connor, knowing that he'd need it. "Okay captain, where to?" she asked, knowing that they needed to start running for the exit. If they could both get there first...if only.
Connor put the knife in his belt and looked down the street. "Well, we just came from that direction and the cornucopia is back there, so let's go this way," he said, turning around. "We should go further into the city." He began walking in the direction he was now facing. "Are you alright?" he asked Aubree.
((Midnight RPing is AWESOME!!!))She turned around and started to walk the same way he was, falling into line besides him. Taking the disc from off of her back, she observed it, seeing ((how much time exactly are we given on it?)) how the numbers were a few less than Conner's disc said. Probably from the water I found... "Well, considering that I just killed someone and I have a shorter life than you, I'm doing great." Aubree gave him a thumbs up and a fake smile, trying to put as much sarcasm in that sentence as she could. Well, this is going to be an interesting experience... she thought, making sure that no one was following them and that no ships were near them.
Connor didn't return the smile. He took the disk off his back and inspected it, comparing it to Aubree's. She was right, he had more minutes than her. He threw the disk experimentally and it spun away from him, arching and then coming back. Connor barely had time to react. He caught the disk in his left hand and winced. It had left a shallow cut on his palm. He put the disk back. "Well, that thing is definitely dangerous." He sighed knowing his next comment probably wouldn't make Aubree very happy. "Um,I know what happened to that boy back there was an accident, but you do realize that you'll have to kill someone eventually, if you want to survive," he said quietly.
((HAHA I KNOW! I LOVE MIDNIGHT RPS! Although, it's not really midnight for me, more like 11:30))
((Me too! Well, I remember that I'm an hour ahead of you. Which is making me tired. Keep me up Adena!))She grimaced, first at his cut, then knowing that she might be force to do that...again, but..."Wait, and you're suddenly okay with this? I mean, I know we might need to kill people, but Connor, you don't know how it feels. I'm going to not be able to get that image out of my head until the moment I die, whenever that may be. I just think..." Then Aubree suddenly remembered that everyone else in the entire country could hear them and was probably listening to their conversation right then, which made her stop in mid-sentence and not bother to finish it.
Connor closed his fist, not bothered about the cut. He lowered his voice. "Of course I'm not okay with this!" he insisted. "I just- We can't dwell on every death that happens." Connor stopped, he didn't know what else to say. Well, that wasn't exactly true, he knew exactly what to say. He couldn't afford to look into the eyes of every person who died in the arena. His method for dealing with death was to avoid getting attached, which he had clearly failed at with Aubree.
Aubree flinched slightly, hearing the forceful tone in his voice, which she could understand, these were some stressful times. But this was a side of him she's never seen before. She breathed deeply and pressed a button on her disc that magnatized the water canteen to it, but was deactivated just as quickly. "Just relax, let's think about this for a second. There are the career people we have to worry about, and the maniacs that'll do anything and everything to get to the end, we just need to focus on our goal and go for it, the least amount of killing as possible." she reasoned, only saying half of what she was thinking. They just said we had to get there first, not eliminate everyone until they're the last ones... she thought, reffering back to the rules they had gone over and over again while in training.
Connor shrugged. "Yeah, sounds good," he said, not wanting to talk about it anymore. He walked in silence for a while, looking at his feet. He noticed Aubree's shoes and smiled. "No sneakers anymore," he commented, wondering how she felt about that.
Aubree looked down at her feet and rolled her eyes, shaking her head slowly, "I just about killed my stylist when he took them off." she said, meaning every word. They'd stripped away everything from her, including her shoes, and that had hurt a lot, but she didn't show it, they were just shoes after all. Plus, if she died here, she wouldn't need them anymore anyway. "Truthfully, I hate these outfits." she stated, stretching out some of the material on her stomach, then let it snap back into place.
Connor nodded in agreement. "Yeah, they're not the most flattering outfits. And these lights don't help much with concealment," he added, looking down at himself.
Just a few feet away from Aubree and Connor a ship passed by, the sounds of screaming could be heard from inside, the sound of renegade Programs being sent to their doom. The ship passed without noticing Aubree and Connor, this tome but the longer they were in the city the more their chances of geting caught increased. After all, there wasnt another soul out on the streets of the city.
(jay? So can I start twists? Muahahahs!! Like post in bold?)
(yup. But dont do anything too outrageous. Like a flying dinosaur.)
[hahaha wouldn't dream of it!! *Puts away plans for a sudden horde of unicorns* lol jk]Sounds of chatters started gathering behind Connor and Aubree as dozens of programs started marching their way--not just programs but officers of the disk games. And their next victims? the two tributes in front of them
Aubree suddenly saw a ship pass in front of them and ran behind a chunk of building not too far away from them. Pulling Connor along with her, she ducked behind it and breathed deeply, trying to concentrate on staying quiet. Glancing over the edge, she watched as the ship went by. There was a tangle of blood-curtling screams coming from inside, which made her shutter. Waiting until it had completely passed, Aubree sighed in relief and slumped behind the rock again. "That was too close." she said, taking out her disc and checking her minutes again. 129,220. Doing the math in her head, she figured out how long they'd been in the arena, "Connor, we've been out here exactly three hours." Putting in on her back, she looked up and saw a bunch of people, programs, heading straight for them.
the programs continued to advance in a march "halt!" they commanded Aubree while taking disks from their backs in preparation to attack
Connor heard footsteps and spun around. He saw the programs heading straight towards them and automatically pulled his disk from his back. "Come on!" he yelled, grabbing Aubree's hand and running further down the street. "Quickly, take out your disk!" he told her. Connor looked over his shoulder and ducked just in time as one of the disks skimmed over his head.
The Programs broke into a run as they ran out towards the tributes. Two programs grabbed Aubree's shoulders and jerked her back "To the games, to the games, to the games" They kept repeating
"I'm trying!" she yelled back at him, sprinting from behind the rock. Aubree tried to reach for her disc but was quickly snapped back by a couple of them, giving her whiplash and making her see stars in her eyes. She tried to struggle under their grasp, but they were programs, there wasn't much she could do.
The Programs dragged her back to a ship and threw her inside one of the bared cages "To the games, to the games" They repeated over and over before taking off to the disk games
((Can Connor reach the ship or it is already gone?))
[ummmmmm he can watch but it's already gone :p]
((Kay))Connor ran towards the ship, but the force of it taking off knocked him backwards. "Aubree!" he yelled, knowing that she probably couldn't hear him. So much for protecting her, he thought angrily. If anything happened to her, he'd never be able to forgive himself.
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Barley strolled into the city, and stopped whistling. Spotting Lavender she walked over to the girl, "What are you doing? You're in a white suit and the walls are grey." She binked and shook her head, "Do you want to fight? Or are you going to run away?"
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Bruce notched an arrow at Lavender "Barley.....I need you to slowly back away" he muttered. They had been the ones to kill Damon.....well he had been
[nope]Barley shrugged, "It's plausible." She smiled and the dic that she was holding crackled with electricity she shrugged and stepped back, "I think this disc works like a taser now. Maybe we should have kept him around so he could have unlocked more of the disc."
Bruce frowned at her sudden cruelty, he glanced at Lavender "I am so sorry-- but I have to get home to my baby girl..." he whispered to Lavender
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Bruce frowned at her sudden cruelty, he glanced at Lavender "I am so sorry-- but I have to get home to my baby girl..." he whispered to Lavender
Barley shrugged, "Alright. We'll meet again, Lav." She smiled and turned to Bruce. "Let's go Bruce." She nodded and walked off heading farther down the street. [gtg bye!]
[awwwhhhh]Bruce frowned and raced after Barley "That wasn't very nice..." he muttered with a shake of his head, prepared for any attack.
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Bruce frowned but ignored Lavender as he raced off with Barley. Branch brought Ray into the city slowly with a sigh
Connor jogged down the street, the knife Aubree had given him ready in his hand. He had no idea where he was going, but knew he needed to find Aubree as soon as possible.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Aubree ran down the street, starting to breathe hard now that anything too far in front of her was a blur. But she knew that she couldn't stop until she found Connor, she knew that he was her motivation to just get through the Games and get them over with. Pushing through the feeling of passing out, she ran into someone blindly and fell on her rear-end. Luckly, she was still clutching the rolls tightly so they didn't fall, but it reopened her cut on her chin and sent a few drops of blood on the road. Looking up, she just saw a form of someone staring down at her. Focus your eyes Aubree...
Connor yelled out in surprise as someone nearly knocked him over. "Watch where you're-" he paused, looking down at the girl on the ground. "Aubree?" he asked, kneeling down next to her. The bottom of her face was smeared with blood, but it was definitely her. "Thank God you're okay!" he said, pulling her into a hug.
Aubree swooned slightly, groaning when he embraced her. At first she didn't register who it was, then remembered and hugged him back, putting her face in his shoulder. "Connor, it...it was awful. It almost killed me." she whispered, getting a shiver down her back at the thought of when he'd cruelly laughed at her pain.
Connor heard her groan. He let go of her and took her face in his hands, looking her in the eye. "Are you alright? Did he hurt you?" he asked worriedly.
She rubbed her chin, showing the blood that was currently drying on her face. "Besides this? Anything else you'd get from a phsycotic computer program." she replied, then remembered the rolls still clutched in her hands and stood up, handing them to him, trying to not faint again. "Here, when I won, they let me have all the free food and water I wanted. I grabbed these for you." she handed them to him then watched around them, planning on not getting caught by them again. First Aubree had killed a person, and now she'd had to fight a computer program and actually lived. That was a miracle in itself.
Connor took the rolls and put them in his pack. "Thanks," he said, watching her carefully. She seemed a little unsteady, but otherwise unharmed. "I shouldn't have let them take you," he said, feeling guilty.
Aubree smiled, "Thanks anyway, but I suggest neither of us gets taken again..." she shivered, then finished, "...the way they laugh at you, it could send someone into insanity." And it was the truth which she was not going to live through again. "I'm just glad I made it out of there alive, you should have seen the fight, it was pretty impressive if I do say so myself."
Connor smiled. "Well, let's hope we don't have to see another one. Although, I am rather impressed," he added. He began to walk. "I do have one question though. Were you really not watching where you were going? How did you not see me coming? I could have been one of the other tributes."
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Beware of the ships which are ran by Programs that are hunting Tributes. If you get caught by one of the ships its off to the Disc Games with you.