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Benjamin F. "Hawkeye" Pierce ([personal profile] swill) wrote in [community profile] thearena 2013-11-21 04:01 am (UTC)

Yeah, yeah, he knew. About the traps, too.

Hawkeye found himself a step or an inch ahead of Holiday, feeling some spirit of competition rising. Not in that way. Not in the 'I'll find this before you do' sort of way that would also make him search for details he didn't know and crane his neck. Competition in the more primitive way, the alert way, the 'survival' sort of way. It would be impossible to miss the Cornucopia by now and Hawkeye thinks back to his arrival.

The clearing was prime ground to hunt.

His heart was beating hard, but how was that any different from the rest of the day?

"How do you feel about splitting up?" He asks, though by how low he voices it it might as well be mouthed. No worry, though, he'd also taken the liberty to step closer, to practically brush shoulders with the woman. He didn't see a damn thing in that building. "If someone wants to pick us off going in, we might as well make it difficult." Not a damn thing in that building.

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