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thearena2013-11-17 09:21 am
burnedbrighter) wrote in thearena2013-11-17 09:21 am
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Who: Azula, her victims, and eventually the one who kills her.
What: Azula's last round.
Where: The forest
When: Week five
Notes: Violence, death, Please report to have your character maimed or killed. If you'd like to discuss how, or volunteer to be the one to kill Azula come to this post here.
The waters were rising.
Every day they loomed closer to the Labs. The long stretch of deadly water that was creeping up on Azula and Diana's chosen campsite.
The Gamemakers were driving them together. They wanted everyone closer and closer together so that they would be forced to kill. Much more entertaining that way.
And Azula was more then happy to entertain.
With her wounds wrapped she felt an ache that wouldn't stop. She knew her skills had degraded due to her injuries. Knew that the others were better equipped.
But she wanted it more. Needed it more. Even if she lost this arena she needed the world to see that she was still worthy of respect. She should still be feared.
Her reputation was tarnished, but she would not see it destroyed. Even with the moments of intimacy and tolerance between her and Diana would not be enough to lose her the hard earned respect that she had fought tooth and claw to gain.
...would it?
What: Azula's last round.
Where: The forest
When: Week five
Notes: Violence, death, Please report to have your character maimed or killed. If you'd like to discuss how, or volunteer to be the one to kill Azula come to this post here.
The waters were rising.
Every day they loomed closer to the Labs. The long stretch of deadly water that was creeping up on Azula and Diana's chosen campsite.
The Gamemakers were driving them together. They wanted everyone closer and closer together so that they would be forced to kill. Much more entertaining that way.
And Azula was more then happy to entertain.
With her wounds wrapped she felt an ache that wouldn't stop. She knew her skills had degraded due to her injuries. Knew that the others were better equipped.
But she wanted it more. Needed it more. Even if she lost this arena she needed the world to see that she was still worthy of respect. She should still be feared.
Her reputation was tarnished, but she would not see it destroyed. Even with the moments of intimacy and tolerance between her and Diana would not be enough to lose her the hard earned respect that she had fought tooth and claw to gain.
...would it?
Silent as a shadow she crept through the forest. Her weapons were few but effective in her hands.
A rope.
Poisoned wooden stakes.
A folding knife.
And her bear trap.
These would be the tools of their destruction. These would be the tools that ensured when she returned to the capitol there would be no mistaking her for being weak.
Who would be the next victim in her quest for glory?