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thearena2013-12-01 07:36 pm
paidinbeer) wrote in thearena2013-12-01 07:36 pm
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Orc angry, Orc smash.
Who: Orc and anyone unfortunate enough to get in his way.
What: A rampage through the jungle, alot of wasted time and energy for nothing.
Where: Wherever you want.
When: Week 7
Notes: Death, violence, and Orc being unreasonable.
"AUNAMEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
The anguished roar of a furious monster roared so loud that it sent local flora and fauna running for their lives.
Crashing through the forest, tears rolled down Orc's cheeks and he roared again,
"AUNAMEEEEEEEE!"
He knew it was his own fault. He never should have gotten so drunk. He never should have left Howard alone for so long!
He had searched the forest desperately each day after he'd gone. And just like that Howard and Diana were both dead.
And he was alone with the murderer.
Anger drove him on, eating him up inside as he shoved over trees and tore through the underbrush leaving trampled plants in his wake. A raptor that had wandered too far from the pack died as Orc slammed a fist into it's head so hard it's neck snapped and jaw crumbled.
Someone had to pay for Orc's failures, and he wanted to make sure it was Aunamee.
And anyone who got in his way would move one way or another.
What: A rampage through the jungle, alot of wasted time and energy for nothing.
Where: Wherever you want.
When: Week 7
Notes: Death, violence, and Orc being unreasonable.
"AUNAMEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
The anguished roar of a furious monster roared so loud that it sent local flora and fauna running for their lives.
Crashing through the forest, tears rolled down Orc's cheeks and he roared again,
"AUNAMEEEEEEEE!"
He knew it was his own fault. He never should have gotten so drunk. He never should have left Howard alone for so long!
He had searched the forest desperately each day after he'd gone. And just like that Howard and Diana were both dead.
And he was alone with the murderer.
Anger drove him on, eating him up inside as he shoved over trees and tore through the underbrush leaving trampled plants in his wake. A raptor that had wandered too far from the pack died as Orc slammed a fist into it's head so hard it's neck snapped and jaw crumbled.
Someone had to pay for Orc's failures, and he wanted to make sure it was Aunamee.
And anyone who got in his way would move one way or another.
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And a familiar voice.
It was chilling, when she realised who was screaming out there in the dark. She could hear him tear through the trees, could hear him coming towards them and she knew she had to do something. Wyatt wasn't well enough yet to get up - even now he was only murmuring in his sleep.
So Ellie had to keep Orc from reaching the tree. Had to keep him from destroying what little shelter they had.
Had to keep him from hurting something.
She pulled in a shaking breath and grabbed Wyatt's spear, tucking in closely against her chest as she stepped out of the tree.
"Orc?" She said, into the darkness, but she could barely hear her own voice, as frail and shaking as it was. She cleared it, and then tried again.
"Orc!"
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He wanted to kill. He wanted to kill now and beg forgiveness later.
And only that red headed bastard would do.
Slamming his fist into another tree it toppled forward crashing into a few others and coming to a stop, propped up by the cracked and groaning trunks it had smashed into. Hauling himself ontop of the tree he roared again.
"WHERE ARE YOU!?"
He couldn't stop. Not now! The longer he stood still the more time Aunamee had to catch his breath. Orc was panting hard and his chest was hurting, but he couldn't let any of that stop him.
He'd failed Howard when Howard needed him most once again. And this time Howard had been less then fifty feet away when it happened.
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She just- she just needed to calm him down, right? He'd been so nice to her, earlier, with the Potato.
With telling her about killing a girl.
(She could imagine herself, broken like a twig, left on the ground.)
She shook herself out of it, and headed towards his voice, spear at the ready.
"Orc!"
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"He took him!" He snarled. "I was right there and he took him! And now he's gonna torture him and do...who knows what! Have you seen them?!" His voice was so gravely and full of growls it was difficult to separate the words at all. But the way he was stomping towards Ellie he was like a completely different person.
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"I don't even know who you're looking for!" She cried back, gripping the spear as she watched him, the anger contorting his face, his lumbering approach.
This was a terrible, terrible idea.
"Look, Orc, just -- just c-calm down and tell me what's going on and I can help, alright? You're kind of going nuts--"
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"Just get out of my way!" He ordered and swatted another tree with his massive hand. This one toppled over and crashed into the tree Elle had left Waytt in. How he didn't fall out was a mystery.
"I'm going to find that red haired bastard and make him pay!"
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"You're going to fucking hurt everyone else if you don't calm the fuck down right now!"
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It buried deep in the soft wet flesh inside him digging into his very human skull.
There was a look of confusion on his face as the muscles went slack and the anger drained from his eyes.
Blood ran down the shaft of the spear towards her fingers.
A fresh tear slid between the craggy cracks in his face before the eyes clouded over.
And his massive body swayed for a moment, before his knees buckled and all five hundred pounds of stone and muscle fell forward.
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Ellie, spear thrust out, disappearing into Orc's wide open mouth, the blood racing down to coat her fingers.
"Orc--" The word left her lips like a desperate plea, but even she could tell it was too late. Suddenly the spear got quite a bit heavier and she let it go just as he began to fall. If she was a second slower she would have been trapped under him, but she managed to scramble to the side as his body hit the earth and rumbled, hard, around them. The jungle fell absolutely silent as if Orc's fall had smothered every sound in the world.
Ellie was shaking, she couldn't stop herself. She was covered in blood and it wasn't hers, and he had fallen forward with enough force that the spear had broken through the back of his skull and cracked and split the rock on the other side before the shaft broke under his weight. She could see the blood ooze through the crack across the back of his head.
"Orc--" She didn't plead with him to be alive, but she launched herself forward anyway - tiny delicate hands falling on his rough hewn shoulders. "Oh god, I'm so sorry. I didn't-- I'm sorry, Orc, I didn't mean it, I just--" He tears pricked at her eyes and she screwed her face up as if she could stop them but it was all in vain. They began to stream down her greasy, dirty face - leaving identical trails to the ones that had lain there for Hawkeye days before.
She'd thought she was out of tears, but she was wrong.
She sobbed, apologizing with words completely incomprehensible, curling up against his side and pillowing her head on her arms as they lay on his back, not particularly caring if anyone came by. She was done with this whole stupid game. She was done with this whole stupid world.
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"...Ellie?" He shifted, a careful roll, blinking as his eyes moved around the small space inside the tree. Waking by fractions as he realized just how alone he suddenly was. "Ellie?"
By the time the hard slam was echoing through the hollow, he was fully alert and pulling himself upright.
"Ellie!" Leaning against the trunk, he limped through the opening and spotted her, yards away, hunched over - was that a pile of rocks? "...Ellie,... what's goin' on?"
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"It's Orc," She said, absolutely miserably from her place at his side. "I-- I didn't mean to, Wyatt, I was only trying to stop him, I didn't want-- I didn't mean--" She gave up, breaking down into sobs again.
Well behind her, a glint of metal took the light as a parachute floated gently towards them.
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Understanding passed over his face, a wash like a tide, and while he didn't known the details, he could piece together a hazy picture. He knew Orc, knew he was prone to fits and rages - often fueled by liquor - and could all to easily how a tragic result could come out of them.
"It's alright..." He hobbled closer, a hand against his side as the blistered skin pulled and threatened to tear. The other he rested on her shoulder once he was close enough. "You'll see him, back in the Capitol an' you'll be able to explain..."
He hoped. For both Ellie, and Howard's sake.
"The arena's got a way of makin' people understandin'."
Most people anyway.
Listening for the roar of the flying machine, he caught the soft, familiar, chime of the parachute and looked up in time to catch sight of it as it dipped between the high roots of a tree.
He squeezed the girl's shoulder gently.
"I think ya go somethin', Ellie."
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When he didn't, he was absolutely terrifying.
When she caught Wyatt looking behind her, she frowned until he said something. "Wha--" Turning, she caught sight of the parachute just as it gently touched the ground.
"Oh." Her face looked blank at as she slowly stood up and walked over to it, picking it up carefully as if in a daze, and opening it. Her expression only worsened as she pulled out the water, and then the note.
A drawing. Stick figures. One was obviously Orc, and the other...
"Howard..." He looked up at Wyatt, miserably. "It isn't for me," She said, her voice cracking, the tears standing ready, swimming in the corners of her eyes. "It isn't for me, Wyatt, Howard sent it for Orc--"
Off in the distance, a second parachute was chiming it's way down towards them.
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Hand steady on her shoulder, he opened his mouth, unsure if there was any way to really soothe something such as this, but intending to try -- when he was cut off by the arrival of another canister.
He frowned at it, as it descended, coming a soft rest a few feet away. He'd gone almost the entire arena without seeing the things once, and now there'd been three in a matter of days.
He couldn't say much for the Capitol's timing.
He looked back at her, a silent question, and then went to pick it up. Bending carefully, he scooped it into his arms and cracked it open, fishing out the note.
"This one's for ya," he said softly, offering it out to her.
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She was silent as she read it, and when she spoke her voice was extremely quiet.
"Go get 'em, tiger," She murmured, before carefully folding it away with the first and looking up at Wyatt, heartbroken. "... It's from Venus. She-- she was nice. Glad she's... glad she's alright." She looked down into the package and carefully unwrapped it. Jerky, a little bit of fruit...
"Food. She... It's food, Wyatt. Here." She carefully took a piece of jerky, bit half of it off, and held out the other half.
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But he still paused a moment, studying her face. He didn't know this Venus woman himself, but clearly Ellie did. It was clear as crystal that Ellie fond of her and he wanted to give her a chance to realize she didn't have to share her gift with him, that he'd understand.
"Ya sure, sis? Ya already saved my life, ya don't have to."
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(She didn't even notice that she'd started thinking of Orc as her friend.)
"Just-- eat it. We'll save the rest for later. I-- let's just go, okay, I don't want to stay here."
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"I think I got a few miles in me," he told her, agreeing to that sentiment without any fight. They'd been holed up in the tree hollow for days and it was heavy with the smell of blood and burnt flesh.
He'd be happy to put it behind him.
"Help me pack up, an' we'll head out."
wrapping this up! c:
"Let's get the fuck out of here."
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She was so close..!
Then Lin heard the trees bend. Like a cat on a hotplate she jumped, spun to meet the noise. Her eyes widened in disbelief and she covered her mouth with a sobbing scream, for tearing through the trees was a monster unlike she had ever seen. A beast... Like a deer frozen in the headlights, she stood there gawking in fear. Her survival instinct at last kicked in and she leaped up the tree she had been leaning on for support, forcing herself up the branches not by skill but by will alone, and hid, hands over her mouth to mask her panicked panting.
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Seizing the tree he shook it. "WHERE IS HE? WHERE IS AUNAMEE?!"