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Who| Anyone who replied here

What| A supply cache

Where| The Tarzan/Swiss Family Robinson Tree house

When| Early morning

Warnings/Notes| The winning rolls are under the cut. Also, an OOC note: Deathrolls will be a day late this week.

The house hasn't stood the test of time well.

All the rope bridges are gone, and the stairs aren't doing well either, sagging and rotted wood. The platforms are in a bit better shape, though some stagger under the weight of their fake props and the remains of figures that once decorated the attraction.

Although anything truly useful had been taken sometime before this arena by other hands looking to survive, enough useless props still clung to make the nature of the location obvious. And even without the bridges and stairs, the solid tree had plenty of grips to scramble up.

The 6 bags were spread throughout the platform, made of aged looking net and rope. Within could be found a butterfly knife, a flint to make fire, a length of rope, two cans of food, and drops to purify water. A valuable bag to grab.

Akane
Parker
Steph
Anna
Barbara
Steve

Alas, Bruce doesn't make it, and Tim and Sandy sustain serious injury.

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The last feast had gone well for her, so the little girl had come to this one to see if she could grab some more things. She was hungry, she had lost her supplies in the explosions, her arm still hurt from where she had burned it. She was covered in bruises and very tired, but she was determined and she was still armed.

She ran towards the tree, she was more used to climbing up onto roofs of buildings but trees weren't that much harder. She glanced at the troll who she had been with since the night of the explosions and grinned before she began to climb.

Edited 2013-04-19 13:06 (UTC)

Sandy had come to the feast in hopes of making out as successful as last time. But with the amount of people milling about she felt her odds weren't so good. Maybe she'd just use this time to distract herself from how bored and hungry she was.

Spotting a familiar face she glanced up the tree trunk and called, "Hey again." Hopefully the girl wouldn't be as angry as she was last time they met.

The girl looked around, and spotted the girl from her district, the one who had been so stupid.

The girl had soon learned that the stupidity was not an isolated case, and it did make her look on the girl a little bit more kindly.

And she was still alive, impressive.

"Hello."

"Having fun yet?" She called back and moved to the base of the tree studying the holds that people were using to climb. She didn't want to risk climbing up right behind Pruna in case the other girl decided to maybe defend her potential items and try to knock her back down.

"I do be having lots of fun, but you will probably be falling and dying so you should no be even trying." She called back as she continued upwards.

Sandy rolled her eyes and just to spite the girl began climbing after her. She was...surprisingly adept.

"Please. Just because I'm used to climbing fire escapes doesn't mean I can't climb a stupid tree."

Oh so easy to egg on. Sometimes Sandy was still a child.

"Well I do be hoping it do be better than your knot tying." Pruna smirked down at her, hoping she got mad enough to fall.

Well that stirred her competitive nature. It was rare but she couldn't turn down this challenge.

"It couldn't be any worse could it?" She called back in self deprecating way.

Her progress was average for someone her size. She had a pretty solid grip and her legs were stronger then most girls her age. Foolishly she forgot about how she should actually be afraid of Pruna.

"Well no, that do be being true." She smirked again and scrambled some more, she wasn't as fast as she would have been if this was some kind of building.

She watched her getting closer, glancing behind her as she climbed, if she got too close she might have to do something about it.

Sandy seemed to take that acknowledgment of her joke as acceptance and continued upward gaining on Pruna.

"If there's only one item up there you can have it since I got a prize at the last feast." She called trying to earn some points. It had served her well this far to not piss people off. Might as well continue the trend.

"Oh so I do be seeing you did no be growing any brains." She shouted down, "That do be being stupid."

Sandy rolled her eyes and grunted as she continued her progress up. "It's not like I was accepting a thank you but you don't need to call me stupid." She called back. She was almost caught up now. For a moment she was tempted to look down but she stopped herself short and kept her eyes fixed firmly on where her hands would be going.

"I do only be saying what I do be seeing." She scrambled up a bit further, beginning to look for lose branches or such she could use if the other girl became a nuisance.

"Nice to know the arena hasn't changed you much." Sandy muttered stopping to give her arms a moment to rest while wrapped around a lower branch.

"Why are you so nasty anyway? It's not like I brought you here to die for people's entertainment."

"I do no be being nasty." She snapped back she continued climbing though she had slowed a bit. "I do be just be telling the truth."

"That still counts as being mean." She argued and continued clinging to the tree, moving up after Pruna once more.

"I'm just trying to be nice. Nice isn't dumb."

Pruna just stuck her tongue out at her, "It do be when it might be getting you dead."

Sandy responded sticking her tongue out in kind.

"Do unto others as you would have them do into you." She quoted instantly regretting the choice.

"Where I come from usually I'm the grumpy depressed one with no hope."

"Oh, so you do just be being nice because you do be wanting people to be not killing you." That was a motive Pruna could understand, maybe the girl wasn't quite as stupid as she thought.

But she still remembered her words about only certain people having the right to live, and was still angry.

"And you do be being different here how?"

Sandy rolled her eyes thinking that the girl had misunderstood her completely. Hauling herself onto a thicker branch she glanced up at Pruna who was now close enough they could reach out to one another...as if that were going to happen.

"It's not about what I want for myself. It's about making the world a better place by everyone not being jerks." She tried to explain.

The girl rolled her eyes, she still thought the girl just didn't want to die, but she could tell herself whatever she wanted.

"Well then you will be dying, if you do be wanting anything you do be needing to be fighting for it."

Sandy fell silent at that. It was becoming increasingly clear to her that she couldn't outrun the threat of the games. Every attempt she'd made had been met with pain.

"But I mean...come on look at me. Or you for that matter. Even if you're trained to fight you're still just one person." She argued weakly. "Against the entire capitol city."

"But if I did be wanting to be fighting them I would be. Instead of just moaning about it."

Even if she was likely to lose and die, but she wasn't an idiot so she probably wouldn't fight them even if she didn't like the arena very much.

"Better to die fighting then live longer by running?" She asked sounding unsure. After all life had so much opportunity. Even in the darkest times there were little moments of hope and joy.

"What do you think happens when you die?"

She nodded certain of this. No one ever got anywhere by running but fighting? Fighting could change the world. Even if you died in the process.

She clambered onto a sturdy branch and turned to the girl, "I do be knowing what do be happening." Except she thought maybe different worlds had different gods... "Your soul do be going to another body and you do be being born again. Unless you have been doing great things and then the gods do be keeping you, until the world do be needing you again." She wrinkled her nose, "But we do both be too little for that."

No time to do great world shattering deeds if you die before you are twelve after all.

Pruna

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