[OPEN]

[rat_des_marais]

Who| Gambit and YOU
What| Surviving and what-have-you
Where| Mostly around the Platform Station (around the center of the island) but also around the whole island as well
When| Week 2 & 3 catch-all
Warnings/Notes| Not really. Go nuts.


The first week went by smoothly only because Remy stayed out of sight. For awhile, he hung around the Cornucopia after splitting up with the girl, but luckily got out just in time for the fences to cut on.

Since then, he's stayed to the trees, keeping watch for anything human or otherwise. He did have a lot of things with him, so he hid a few things around the areas he frequented often, keeping small food provisions and one spear with him at all times.

But time was going longer and the second week was coming to an end. Time to get out a little.

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[acroodawakening]

Hilarious how these things worked out. Apparently, someone else had taken to the trees, too. It was jumping from one branch to another that he spotted Gambit, also lurking in the trees - and was in a position to be be spotted.

Which was why he made a strange, nervous little noise that sounded like: "Guunnnhgh."

He wasn't used to people that could move more quietly than he could.

[rat_des_marais]

The sound made Remy stop all motion. He knew exactly where it was from, but he didn't show off that he knew, just in case he had already been spotted.

For now, he opted to wait and see if his position was known or not.

[acroodawakening]

It was known but Guy also thought his position was known, which was why he crouched there on the branch he was perched on, and said a slow, very nervous, "Hiiii."

He added, "Nice day for tree-climbing, huh? You know, hiding from killers, not wanting to kill anyone but being willing to if attacked. Good weather for it."

[rat_des_marais]

Hi? Remy smirked and looked over to the source. Another kid. Well, not exactly a kid, but young enough to pass in Remy's eyes. He couldn't help a chuckle escaping him as his red eyes flashed with humor.

"Yup, good weather ta not die. Couldn' agree more." Slowly, to show he meant no harm, Gambit came out of hiding within the foliage, armed with his steel-tipped spear by his side with a good humored smile on his face.

[acroodawakening]

Red eyes. That was creepy.

But he'd already seen people with paler skin than he'd ever seen before, freakishly tall people, and grey-skinned people with horns, so it was a bit of a drop in the lake now.

So he focused on something else.

"Where is everyone getting those spears?" he said, clearly covetous. "With the - you know -" he pointed to the tip " - the shiny spearhead? I'll be able to make a spear out of flint if I find another piece that's big enough but I really want one of those."

He added, making it clear he didn't intend to try for Remy's, "Just...not enough to fight someone for one."

Did they grow out of the ground somewhere? Was there a spear-maker just sitting up a tree cranking them out that gave them away for a coconut?

At the very least Guy's curiosity meant he wasn't trying to kill Remy. Instead he was trying to find out where he shopped to figure out where he got that adorable weapon.

[rat_des_marais]

"This old thing?" Remy straightened up, showing off his spear but still keeping it close to him, just in case. "Got it at the Cornucopia. The start of the arena.

"The shiny stuff's called steel, friend." He was being sarcastic... but accidentally informative works, too.

[acroodawakening]

"Never heard of it. What's the Corni-cope-eeyah?"

He'd never heard of that, either, and clearly had never even heard the word before, judging from the way he sounded as he tried it out.

[rat_des_marais]

"Cornucopia," he said slowly with a chuckle. "It's supposed ta be this gourd thing on a dinner table at Thanksgivin', but it ain't here. Here, in the center o' this place, there be a big metal... thing. It got a bunch o' food and weapons in and 'round it. That where we all start when the arena opens.

"You new?" Had to be new if he missed the big metal thing.

[acroodawakening]

"What's metal?" he asked, not realizing the steel Gambit had named earlier was a metal. "And...Thanksgiving?"

He nodded a little shakily at the new thing. "I'm new. Definitely new. Not new to surviving, just new to the death match on another world thing. It's, uh, taking some getting used to. In that way where I hope I never have to get used to it."

He went on, "I don't understand a lot of it. Like how people are supposed to be watching us even though they're not here. And the beeping things that fall from the sky that have food and things in them. And, I don't know, half the words that people say. In general."

LATE LATE OH WOW LATE

[rat_des_marais]

Oh boy... "Uh... Metal's the shiny stuff," he answered, pointing again to the tip of the spear. "Thanksgivin's a holiday. Mostly about food." He didn't want to explain the whole thing so, yeah. Food holiday.

Remy chuckled at the kid. "You sound smart, though. You'll get da hang of it soon. Just new is all... Well, maybe not the hang of the dying part, but no one's 'spectin' that. Name's Gambit."

[acroodawakening]

"What's a 'holiday'?" said the young man from a world that didn't have any established calendars yet. "And I thought you said that was steel. How is it 'metal' now?"

He pauses, as he realized he hadn't introduced himself. If he was going to barrage Gambit with questions, the least he could do was give his own name back.

"I'm Guy. Guy Crood."

[rat_des_marais]

... Okay. Remy was about ready to settle in. "Holiday's be something people celebrate. It's a certain day that means somethin'. An' steel is a type o' metal." An alloy, actually, but that seems a little advanced right now.

[acroodawakening]

He had left the metal thing behind and was now stuck on the idea of holidays.

"Why do people need a special day for celebrating? Instead of every day? Where I come from, we celebrate a lot of days, especially if they're ones we got through something dangerous without dying. Or ones where we got to see something really beautiful. Or ones where we got to see something new that wasn't bad. Or ones where we just had a good day together."

He started ticking off the options on his fingers.

"Or ones where Thunk - he's my little brother - figures out how to do some hunting trick we're showing him. Or ones when we take down a really big animal since we know that we can smoke the meat and eat it for weeks..."

Apparently, every day they were still breathing was pretty much a day worth celebrating where he was from.

[rat_des_marais]

Goodness. Remy laughed. "Well, everyday be a party, but we do traditions sometimes. Like givin' presents ta each other an' stuff... Where you from, anyway, homme?"

[acroodawakening]

"Uh."

He wanted to ask what a 'homme' was now, but he'd also been asked a question himself and it would've been rude to not answer it when he'd already asked so many of his own.

"I'm from Tomorrow." He tried to explain, "That's what we call our world. Our old world died, so me and my family rode the sun from from the old one to the world of the next day - which is why we call it Tomorrow. It's pretty nice there but things can get dangerous sometimes, so any days that we're happy and together and everything's okay are worth celebrating. We don't really need special occasions for it. Every day is - "

The corner of his mouth quirked up and his expression was a little wistful, as if the words that followed were not his own.

"- is a new beginning. We treat each one like the world might end tomorrow. In a good way, though. We take our time to enjoy everything, so there's really no reason to set aside any days as special."

[rat_des_marais]

Oh. "That sounds like a good way to live, to be honest. Where I'm from, people take things fer granted all the time. Me, too." Remy shrugged.

Just how things were back home.

[maythrowup]

Trees were the best place for cover from the elements. The fact that Leonard was still focused on the elements as the main threat here (outdoorsmanship 101) and not his fellow opponents might show off his newness a little too keenly; but who was counting? So far, not a soul.

He kept moving, kept quiet, and kept lookout for who-- if anyone-- he could help. Help seemed to spook everyone in these parts though, so he was mostly alone.

[rat_des_marais]

Remy had spotted this guy a little ways back and had been tailing him since. He didn't know if the man was new or not, but this was definitely his first arena. It had to be. He was too preoccupied with the nature and not with wildlife, so to speak.

As a test, Remy climbed and sprinted through a few trees over Leonard's head in a hurried fashion, to signal that something is there, but not what hopefully.

[maythrowup]

Not that a rustling of leaves ought to unnerve him any, but...

Hell, he was as up for camping as the next guy, but this 'arena' thing took it to the extreme. Like an away mission that just didn't end.

So, taking a breath to steel himself, he tilted his chin up just a little, to squint at the canopies of the trees, trying to tell himself it was nothing. A bird, a small mammal...

Nonetheless.

"Hello?"

Would help if he knew how small.

[rat_des_marais]

Remy's bright red eyes flashed at Leonard through the foliage. "You lookin' mighty lost out here, homme."

[maythrowup]

Taking in a sharp breath (damnit, he'd never get used to people sneaking around like that... never wanted to), he clicked his tongue and shook his head, trying to relax back out of that slight surprise.

"Figure I'm not the only one; don't think any of us qualify as native 'round these parts."

[rat_des_marais]

"There's a few," Remy admitted. He had heard that Victors from Panem were in this one, too, but no one from the Capitol. Ever.

Deciding to test the waters, Remy came out of hiding and showed himself, eyes and all. "I ain't, though." However, he was armed, but not on guard.

[maythrowup]

The sight of him, eyes and all, didn't distress McCoy in the least. He was sized well, sure. But seeing the voice in the flesh just made him more human.

...A good reminder to have.

"That makes two of us. The name's McCoy. Wish I could say it was nice to meet you."