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WHO| Alpha and open!
WHAT| Alpha's bored and wants to go home ~~and kill people there.~~
WHEN| About a week or so into the Games
WHERE| The largest island
WARNINGS/NOTES| Aside from the fact that it's Alpha, a sadistic mult-faceted killer, none.

The Arena full of horrible monsters and people trying to kill each other wasn't nearly as fun as Alpha had been led to believe. He'd hardly seen anyone else, for starters, which meant they were either for the most part much better at hiding than he'd expected, or he was simply too good at hiding. Probably the second one.

Regardless, the other Tributes needed to die so Alpha could win and get the hell out of here, so finally he'd just walked out into the open and waited for something to happen. Not his usual style, but really, he was city people at heart (aside from one very happy scuba enthusiast and a smug survivalist who were both rather pleased with the place) and he was frankly getting bored.

And it certainly drew out a lovely dark-haired girl who was pathetically easy to take down. It had been very cathartic, killing her, he mused, ambling away as the cannon rang out, in the vague direction of the beach. He would need to keep an eye out for brunettes, he decided, and this was annoyingly as much of a long-term plan as he had at the moment.

ooc: Alphas killed Neha Manzione of 12, for mod reference! I don't know if there's another place to note this.

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"You haven't been here long, have you?" She asked, before slipping back through the trees, relatively silent on her feet. That was a skill she'd had beforehand; she had once evaded Cobb almost entirely before he finally caught on too late where she was.

If nothing else, she'd be able to hide on him. Hiding had kept her alive so far.

[ooc: No worries. c: She's still just a regular old human, though her aim's pretty good. I'm not familiar with his canon sadly, but I figure he's decent enough for this to work.]

"I assumed we were all dropped in at the same time," Alpha commented, moving up to the treeline but stopping just from actually entering, eyes darting through the dim light with interest. "Or have you been here longer? Surviving 'round' after round by hiding in the trees and throwing rocks at strange men?"

She waited to reply, pausing to hoist herself up onto a bough of the nearest tree, getting herself off the ground lest he come past the line of trees to find her. The next bough was just a bit higher, and with her potential weapons and backpack, she was more than prepared for him.

"I change my strategy periodically."

Alpha stayed where he was, leaning casually against a tree, arms crossed as though they were just having a casual chat. He followed her progress mostly by following her voice. If he wanted to end this quickly he would need to move in closer. Without any tech he was much deadlier up close than at a distance, but at the moment he was satisfied with letting things go on, staving off boredom for a little while longer.

"Oh, yeah, that's good, smart, certainly kept you alive up to now. Rude but effective."

"Being rude wasn't really something I was thinking about, considering our situation," she replied, hefting her spear in one hand, remembering its weight and the force with which she'd need to throw it on the off-chance he decided to attack her. Of course, for that, she needed to keep him talking. "What's kept you alive up till now?"