Beware of that marine life...

[theworsekind]

WHO| Tate Langdon, Donatello Hamato
WHAT| Death
WHEN| 3 Days into the arena
WHERE| S-6
WARNING/NOTES| Death by the power of shark...what.

Tate had been making his way slowly through the forest on the larger island. He had gotten injured from the altercation with the other tribute on the beach, which had slowed him down and made climbing trees and hiding well difficult. He actually found himself missing his old ally, Kevin who would have been a great asset to have in this arena. Now, like the first time in, he was alone. At least without Kevin there he didn't have to find food as water as frequently. He wanted to believe it was one less thing to worry about, but on his own really only created more problems.

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[polyturtle]

He hears, but he only slowly emerges from the sand. Just enough to see who his trap caught. And when he does, his eyes harden.

This guy. How oddly ironic. He doesn't want to admit it, but deep down? Don was glad it was this guy who got snagged in the trap. He wouldn't hurt anyone else this round.

Quietly, Don stands up fully, letting the sand fall off of him. He doesn't say anything, he doesn't mock Tate or swagger with victory. For one, he refused to be so petty (though he was certainly tempted to give him a punch to the face, remembering how he treated his victims). For second, there was no point in it - as his master always counseled, a warrior who gloried in bloodshed he caused was less a warrior and more a murderer.

For third, he only had a couple of seconds to take the useful parts of Tate's supplies after he expired.

[theworsekind]

Tate's eyes find Don and while he tries to glare, his body is too busy trying to save itself from the inevitable. He tries to speak, to say something nasty, but only blood flows out- faster now - and he starts to shake trying to fight leaving the arena so soon. He does manage to lock eyes with Don, his own way of telling him he's targeted now. However this only lasts seconds before Tate passes out, falls back, and bleeds out.

[polyturtle]

His eyes showed very little - if any - fear towards Tate as they locked. In fact, perhaps that was the best way Don could insult him. By not showing fear, or even acknowledging that Tate could be a threat as he went to grab the machete out of Tate's stiffening hand, even as Tate himself passed. Of course, Don was aware that Tate was capable of incredibly violent acts - particularly given what had happened earlier. But unlike most, he was not afraid - at least not enough for it to visibly bother him.

He'd fought far, far worse back home, after all.

The spear was a bit busted, and it was pointless to try and take it out of Tate's torso. Instead, Don put the machete into his belt and proceeded to do a quick search on Tate's body for anything else that he might have on him. The machete was a good thing, but perhaps he had other supplies as well.