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[not_cocked]

Who| De and OTA
What| De sneaking about the museum.
Where| Just about anywhere on level 2 or 3.
When| Before the electrical storm
Warnings/Notes| Feel free to grab any of these hooks, or tag in and I will have her find you. She is not super aggressive, but she is also not passive. She also has a pata, which is a long sword from India, with a gauntlet built in to protect her hand.

Even in these sorta circumstances, you found a routine.

De had staked out her territory as floors two and three. Between her plant guide, the cafeteria, and the weapons, it had just about everything she needed. Including plenty of places to hide.

She wished it were a bit less active with people, but what could you do?

Most of the time she hid herself during the day, and snuck out at night to get food, and to watch the screen showing the gold rush for it's little flickers of knowledge. Noticing that had been entirely chance. Holed up behind one of the displays, she had been idly watching it when she noticed the screen changing. Now, even though she'd found better hiding places, she still hangs out often tucked behind the mock gold mine, just to catch the flickers of where others are.

The cafeteria was another worth while risk, though she hadn't taken the chance to use her fire kit to cook yet. She needed allies for that, someone to watch her back. Every time she crept around in the dark she looked for someone who seemed safe to approach, that wouldn't just get her a knife in the gut.

Studying the objects in the gift shop, she tried to glean what little bits she could from her competition. It wasn't easy, but she picked up a few things (and a Team Waximus sweater, whatever the hell that was), though the first time she walked in after dark, the alarm going off scared the shit out of her.

It was a mistake she didn't make again.

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[iwatchtjhooker]

Sam, too, was just trying to stay out of the way. His efforts to find a way out, on the lower levels, had not panned out. So he'd focused on staying alive, conserving food, and gleaning anything he could from what little information he could find. But he could hardly stay still. He needed food, he needed to keep scouting for a way out, he needed to make sure he didn't make himself a target. Why, he wasn't sure--he'd been ready to die.

Then again, he'd always been better at dying for a cause, hadn't he? This was meaningless.

He'd discovered the flickers in the gold rush video, and taken to checking up on it. Perhaps too often, he discovered one night when a minute creak from his right caught his attention and he was suddenly on guard, waiting breathlessly. When the figure came within range, he lunged. He had no intention of killing, but neither was he interested in giving up the advantage. He was big enough that, he hoped, he could subdue whoever it was before they killed him. So he kept his machete to the side as he fell bodily on the woman (he discovered this by accident as he landed on top of her) and pressed a hand over her mouth, hoping against hope this didn't escalate further.

[not_cocked]

He was a big guy. A really big guy. And if he turned around, De would be entirely obvious

She hadn't really wanted to attack anyone tonight, but it was him or her, and the only way she was going to win this one was to attack him while his back was turned.

So much for honor.

Stepping forward, she froze as the ground creaked under her foot, before tightening her grip and moving forward again. Too late to stop now.

Too late to fix her mistakes too. She tried to move backwards as he twisted, but he was too big, and moving too fast, and she grunted as he knocked her to the ground.

"Mrh ma mah mrich." She yelled into the giant hand hover her face, before sinking her teeth into his palm.

[iwatchtjhooker]

"Ow!" Sam hissed, flinching, pulling his hand away for just a moment before remembering himself and shoving it back down again. "Quiet! I'm not gonna hurt you." Okay, maybe too late for that. He grimaced. "But I'm not gonna let you hurt me."

There was a long pause. A long pause as he laid overtop of her, hand over her mouth, bodies pressed together.

[not_cocked]

"Nyah uigh." She said, scowling at him from under the huge palm, green eyes bright and pissed. But really, if he was intending to hurt her, at least right now, she wasn't going anywhere.

Whoever this guy was, he knew his shit. Usually she could get the upper hand quick. Clearly, right now, she wasn't getting the upper hand on anything. She tried wiggling, to get out from under him, but he wasn't budging.

[iwatchtjhooker]

Sam had been at this too long not to be able to keep the upper hand against someone far smaller, at least for now. But there was something about her, something dangerous, and he didn't want to test her. He was trying his best not to make killing other people necessary. Even so, the wiggling was not in the least threatening. Under other circumstances, this might have looked like something else.

"Stop it," he said, carefully pinning her without actually attempting to crush. "I've got a knife. And I'm not planning on using it unless you make me. So unless we both want even more wrong attention, can we agree to like, not kill each other? At least for now?"

[not_cocked]

Well, she didn't think she was going to get a better deal than that right now.

There was a long moment of tensions as she stared up at him with bright, angry eyes, her entire little body tight with anger, before she went slack.

"Ine." She muffled against his hand, giving in.

[iwatchtjhooker]

He felt her give in, and somehow, he could interpret what she was saying. Slowly, he pulled his hand away, watching her closely. And if she kept quiet, he'd lift himself off of her, watching her warily the whole time, ready for anything.

[not_cocked]

Pulling herself together, the gaze she gave him was just as wary. Moving to her feet, looked the giant man over, before warily extending her hand.

"De."

She couldn't see any reason for a fake name here.

[iwatchtjhooker]

"Sam," he said, just as warily taking her hand and shaking it briefly. "I'm sorry about the..." He gestured vaguely. "I'm not really used to being killed for entertainment."

[iphigeneia]

Felicity was starting to get hungry. The two-day rations she'd received and rationed further only went so far. After stretching them as far as she could, she'd exhausted her supplies and was in dire need of something to eat. Her growling stomach was too much of a distraction. If she couldn't eat, she couldn't concentrate, and if she couldn't concentrate, she'd never survive.

She was careful when she crept down to the cafeteria. There was never much to find there, but at this point, she would take whatever scraps she could scavenge. That said, it was never safe in there. There was always the danger that someone else had had the same idea as she, that she could be caught unawares and killed in her tracks. So she was in hypervigilance mode as she tiptoed along the cafeteria wall. Her pocket knife was tucked into the pouch of her onesie. She prayed she would not need to draw it.

[not_cocked]

De was, once again, weighing the options of busting out her fire kit without back up.

There was frozen meat, plenty of it too eat, when other picking were starting to get slim. But she couldn't eat it frozen, clearly. And starting up the kitchen without someone to watch her back was too risky.

So when she noticed the girl slipping through the shadows, she decided to take a risk and slip up behind her. But not too close.

"The pantry's starting to run bare." She said softly, hoping that no one else was close enough to hear.

[iphigeneia]

The voice cut through the darkness like a knife and stopped Fee dead in her tracks. It was a mix of fear and adrenaline which gave her pause and she silently cursed her inability to do anything in the Arena without attracting some kind of attention. No matter what she did or how she sneaked, she always managed to be spotted.

"Is there anything left?" She decided to risk asking out loud, hoping for the chance to slip away instead of fight if need be. Her encounter with Eponine still weighed heavily on her mind.

[not_cocked]

"Not tons. But enough for a nice, oven lit dinner for two."

De hoped the girl got her point. She wasn't much bigger than De, and seemed younger. Hopefully she wasn't an entirely helpless person, but she seemed to be at least sensible enough to not come waltzing in here singing in broad day light.

It was a good sign.

[iphigeneia]

Felicity understood what the other woman meant, though her nod of acknowledgement was a bit hard to make out in the darkness of the pantry. She continued into the room, mostly expecting that the woman would be joining her to scrounge. Normally, Felicity wouldn't bother sharing her spoils, but these strange circumstances required a bit of flexibility.

"I haven't eaten in days. Any bit will do." She kept her voice low, but firm. She wanted to sound candid, but not at all weak. She didn't want De to see she was a target.

[not_cocked]

Oh, thank god. De had been dying for some real, solid meat. She moved forward, slowly, still being very cautious.

This didn't mean they were going to be bffs, after all.

"I've got a fire kit to get this oven going. There's plenty of frozen shit in the big walk in. Let's get cookin'?"

[iphigeneia]

"That sounds delicious." She offered a smile, which didn't exactly come easily, but it was real nonetheless. She wasn't used to the sort of informal language being used, especially by a woman, but she decided that she was intrigued enough to press on and join this new person for a meal. They probably wouldn't remain allies, but a chance to eat was a chance to eat, and one had to make sacrifices in order to survive.

She reached into the pouch pocket of her onesie, which was a little worse for wear. After fishing around a moment and ignoring the folding knife inside, she retrieved the small flashlight she'd been carrying everywhere.

"We can use this in our quest." It was as generous as she could be, and she hoped it was generous enough.

[not_cocked]

"Awesome."

Taking the flash light, she flicked it on, pointing the beam at their feet so as not to alert anyone new to their presences. Slowly she lifted it, flicking it up an along the wall, till it caught the glint of the metal door.

"Come on." She moved to the door, pressing it open, and suppressing a shiver as the cold air flowed around her. Pushing it all the way open, she looked back at Felicity. This was a dangerous place, there was no telling the other girl wouldn't shut her in here.

But there were worse ways to die, she supposed. Like hunger.

[casaerotica13]

Gabriel shook his head, unfortunately causing some of his hair to fall on his ground up face and make him wince. The annoyance in him crawled back up as pushed his hair back again with a growl.

Honestly, he had every reason to be upset, but the mood swing seemed to be triggered by the smallest of things. Over the last couple of days, it had only seemed to get worse. There were no thoughts about having fun or finding a cool place to hang out floating in his head anymore. Things were more serious now. More grim.

He didn't know if things changed because of the injury to his face or because his powers had drained away. Either way, it just sucked...

Gabriel was on the third floor, not bothering to hide from other tributes as he walked down the hall in a huff. He was going to get a weapon today and use it on the first person that tried to jump him in this stupid place. Just because he was injured- Just because he was human- Just because he was the goddamn baby didn't mean he was going to take anyone's crap.

He shook his head again and glanced around at the swords that were left behind, deciding that finding a piece of twine or something to hold back his hair was next on the list.

[not_cocked]

The plants were starting to thin out a bit, she clearly wasn't the only person who had this hand guide, but De was creeping in the diorama of a medieval sword fight, checking if the different fruits were edible.

She froze, half up a tree as she heard Gabriel approaching, before slowly creeping down, hoping she'd make it to her sword in the ground before he noticed her.

Unfortunately, the diorama's weren't exactly made to be climbed up, and as she creped down, the branches she was clinging to let out a groan, and then cracked at the base. De managed to land on her feet, but any stealth was gone.

[casaerotica13]

He didn't jump or anything. He was far too done for that. Instead, Gabriel just gave her an odd look when the woman hit the floor. He even glanced up to see where she came from. Well, then. A climber.

Gabriel kept his eyes on her as he reached over to a display and pulled out an old scimitar. "That didn't look like a very graceful landing."

[not_cocked]

"You're observant."

Leaning down to grab her own weapon, she didn't take her eyes off of the weapon in his hand. She was already mentally stacking herself up against him, and comparing the two weapons. As old as they were though, she had no idea how they'd stack up against each other.

"So what's a nice guy like you doing in a place like this?" She joked, moving slowly to get herself between him and the door. Despite her joke, her body was taunt, ready to fight.

[casaerotica13]

Woooow. Getting in between him and the way out? Now that was just asking for it.

Gabriel gave her a little smirk and hefted the weapon in his hand. He kept his body calm and relaxed, ready in case she decided to approach him first. "I could ask you the same thing. I wasn't the one in the tree."

[not_cocked]

Maybe she could distract him a bit. Everybody had to eat, right? Still, this wasn't looking good, and she gripped her weapon, backing up towards the exit.

"There's some good grub up there." She gestured to some of the fruit dangling up high.

[casaerotica13]

"We're just getting a little desperate now, aren't we?"

Not just about the food and the mention for hunger, but the fact that she just pulled the old "hey look over there" trick. He smirked and began to approach her. Was she gonna leave? Well, that meant he didn't have to fight, but on the other hand, he did just get a new weapon and it was pretty boring right now.

[not_cocked]

"Desperate times call for desperate measures."

Trying to keep the tone casual and joking, she glanced quickly towards the exit. And knew that if she turned and ran, there wasn't a lot of chance she would make it on her own.

"So, are we gonna go on our peaceful ways or not." No use to keep dancing around it.