thearena | Fish Roulette

WHO| Neeshka and OPEN!
WHAT| Exploring the aquatic buffet
WHEN| Night of the second day after the Cornucopia
WHERE| A beach at the southern end of the big island, around R10
WARNING/NOTES| Nothing worse than DnD-style cursing, at the moment

Coconuts weren't particularly filling, Neeshka had found. With no knife or anything of the sort yet, she couldn't hunt snakes or those big birds she'd seen on the shore now and then-- though she'd had to run away from a couple of the latter, when she ventured out onto the sand during the daytime. Those were some big, scary birds, if you asked her. Not that she hadn't seen scarier in her time, but still: usually she had someone else with a sword to hide behind.

Now, at night again and with the heat a little less intense, she was wading out into the shallows attempting to catch her some dinner there, with only a single craggy piece of rock she'd managed to break off from a boulder on the seaward side of the island, but then didn't have the knowledge to actually shape and sharpen. Already she'd cut her fingers on its awkward edges twice, and gotten a hand-full of spines from a fish with her other hand-- which then got away-- so life wasn't really going so hot right now.

Nor was it going particularly quietly. There was a lot of splashing and more than a few muttered curses going on, so it wouldn't be hard to find her.

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"You reeeeeeally don't look strong enough to break anybody's neck," Neeshka pointed out, still sidling, maybe with a bit less nervousness as the kid-- young woman; it was hard to tell, sometimes-- didn't pick up the pace or try to close the distance with any particular urgency. "I mean, I know they did something to our powers, so any super-anything you've got is totally gone now."

She'd tested this once or twice, trying to call up a cloud of magical darkness, and the cloud had fizzled every time with nothing more than a puff of smoke at her fingertips. Very annoying. But at least it meant she got to rely on her wits and her speed-- and so did everyone else.

"And be glad because that's the only reason why I haven't completely annihilated everyone in this stupid arena, inside and out of it. But the thing is you still have that freaky tail, don't you? 'Cause you're not human."

Revya left it at that. She was nervous, but didn't register it. Really, she felt completely weak. But she still had some semblance of power. There was just nothing to compare it to. None of this she thought about, it was just what caused her to click her tongue and stop walking.

"Maybe you're right. Smashing those hairy rocks growing on the trees doesn't really work out. I need to find someone well-built and see how much damage I can do."

And with that, killing Neeshka was forgotten. Revya started mumbling to herself. It looked like she would be there for a while.

"Next guy I see... Smash his kneecap in. See if I can break the thigh-bone... Maybe I can break a skull if I use my elbow..."

"I'll have you know it is a very nice tail," Neeshka sniffed, ready to bolt, except Revya... stopped. And stopped talking to her. And started mumbling, which Neeshka could only barely pick out over the sound of the ocean. Even so, that was, officially, weird behavior. Not even splashing around after fish was anywhere near that random. While Neeshka was prone to thinking that talk of her powers was exaggeration-- not even Qara, back home, talked like that!-- combined with the muttering and the obsession with killing things, she was starting to wonder about Revya's sanity just a little.

She considered a moment, then put her hands on her hips, that "freaky" tail lashing over the wave-tops with uncertainty. "You really like that kinda stuff? I mean, killing and smashing and all that? I mean, it's one thing to know you got somebody good, when they deserved it, but just... whoever?"

Revya was nudged out of her mumbling. She was surprised the little imp was still there. And she was asking... why? "Yeah, it's fun. People do it all the time, and for much stupider reasons." She seemed to like the word 'stupid.' "I'm just being selfish, like everyone else. But hell, what's wrong with that? Thinking everyone has to have responsibility and be an upright morale person is just garbage fed down your throat by people who don't even follow their own lessons."

Well, that was a sore spot. Revya was being bitter and sulking instead of angry. At this point, she would normally lash out to forget about things, or just go to sleep and leave everything to that person... But she had no power to lash out. 'That Person...' Gig. She had devoured his soul. No hopes of him coming back.

"Everybody's selfish," Neeshka shrugged that off. She certainly was, and she didn't care if anyone said it. What was the point of going through life bothering to do anything for anyone else, except you and your friends, anyway?

There were potential consequences for that, though, of course, and she grinned a slightly nervous and very toothy grin when she added: "Though I do kinda hope your being selfish doesn't mean I have to stop. I wanna last a little longer in here, after all! I could totally help you find somebody bigger than me to break kneecaps on, if you want?"

"Ah, that's fine. Let's get along until it becomes necessary to back-stab one another then. That's what counts as 'working together' here, right?"

Her smile was just so NICE and WARM. Really though, after literally everyone she had gathered turned against her at the very end... And after crushing them all, of course, Revya still considered Neeshka an enemy. Just a more friendly one. Like second place in a 'Who I'm gonna kill next' contest.

"Know anyone nearby right now? I've been wanting to see how the whoevers would retrieve a corpse if it was sunk to the bottom of the lagoon. I mean, they do have to get it, right?" Revya walked to a more acceptable talking distance. There was still some distance, of course. It was restraint, just in case the girl didn't have a good answer.

"Sounds good, to me." Back-stabbing was most definitely part of Neesha's collection of skills, and she didn't doubt for a second that it was in Revya's. Which meant, of course, that she had to keep Revya focused on other people for a while, at least until she had a decent weapon or could run away.

She slung an arm, greatly daring, around the crazy-girl's shoulders. "I happen to know there's all sorts of people on this island who are a lot bigger and stronger than me. Let's go find some."

Oh man, this was weird. The odd girl was being chummy and all touchy touchy. Revya jerked away from the arm, giving Neeshka a look that said what the hell? And then she said: "What the hell? I'm not your friend so don't get all giggly and warm like a candy-ass." No, seriously. She's been around idiots and energetic idiots, but not energetic idiots that popped her personal space bubble. She most certainly wasn't the one to hold back any complaints about things that annoyed her as well. At least it was annoyed in a normal fashion instead of murderous one. In any case, Revya was ready to go and would do so when Neeshka left...

Holding up both hands quickly, including the one that held the jagged piece of stone, Neeshka said, "Okay, okay, fine. No touching. If you wanna find the tough-guys on your own, go for it." No skin off her nose. All she wanted was to not-die for as long as possible, after all, and if not pissing off crazy-chick was part of that, she'd at least try it.

No promises, though. Neeshka wasn't so great at sticking to plans, to be honest, even when they were pretty basic plans.

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OOC: Guess this be the end of this convo/thread/section huzwhatever

OOC: Sure, if ya like!