thearena | Week 3

Who| Ian and open and then Ian, Cuthbert and Susannah
What| A catch all for Ian interactions in week 3 ending with his death at the hands of Susannah and Cuthbert
Where| Second floor (he dies before Wednesday so pre-fire extinguishers)
When| Week 3
Warnings/Notes: Death

Ian had found his way to the second floor, he had a guide to the edible plants that had been in the bag he had grabbed from the Cornucopia and so he was using the exhibit for most of his food, as to avoid the cafeteria and cafe, and therefore tributes who might be lurking there.

The burns had slowly gotten better thanks to the salve in the first aid kit, and they didn't hurt him anymore even if he had some scarring.

The animals here were creepy, he didn't like the way the eyes followed him. But he spent most the time hiding in the different exhibits, moving around. So far he hadn't met anyone who had been instantly hostile, but he wasn't stupid enough to believe his luck would stick.

The gift shop was slightly creepy though he had grabbed a black cap (with white print declaring TEAM WAXIMUS on the front), it made him feel a bit more hidden, even if it didn't do all that much.

He kept his eyes out for people, people who would hurt him or people he knew he could ally with. If anything an ally would ensure he could actually sleep, instead of staying awake fearing someone would stab him in the night. His mind was still working, even though he realised how badly out of shape he was. His first arena he had been in great health, his second he hadn't been too bad but now... He had spent the gap drinking and getting high, not constructive to the weeks of fighting and surviving.

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Susannah and Cuthbert are hiding behind the diorama of the blue whale fighting the squid. There's enough space between its tentacles for the two of them to look out out for people to aid or target. They haven't made a kill yet, which Susannah suspects is bothering Bert but if they're lucky this young man who's only just come into view will change things.

"What do you think, Bert?" she whispers. "You could distract him with your sling while I wheel myself out and start throwin' this sharp rings here." She's referring, in fact, to the stack of razor-sharp chakhrams she's got on her lap.

(Susannah, by the way, is out of the ridiculous looking she arrived in, thank goodness, and in a tee shirt that says CAVE GIRL, a copy of Sherlock's coat, and real imitation dinoskin slacks knotted at the bottom of her stumps. Not that it matters, really, except the "dinoskin" affords her legs more protection.)

Bert would be more bothered if he had let any opportunities slip away, but considering his last showing, he's much happier to keep his head down and stay alive this time around.

"Not a bad plan at all, if you can throw those as well as you think you can. But if things go sour on us, I can do more than a little damage with what I have."

He tips closer to get a better look. And just because Susannah changed her clothes doesn't mean Cuthbert made the same adjustment. His camouflage drop seat onesie is proving to be more useful than expected.

"One should let the lady go first, but in this case I suppose that lady will have to be me."

Ian heard voices and froze where he was gathering some berries which according to the book he had, he could eat. The voices were soft, just whispers and he couldn't hear what was said. Just that someone was near.

He stood up, looking around with a frown, laser pointer in his hand like it was a weapon. Hopefully enough to scare away anyone wanting an easy target.

"Damn! He heard us!" Susannah whispers. "Go, Bert, go!"

(And while Bert distracts him, she'll wheel 'round from behind.)

Cuthbert jumped out and made a massive show of pulling his slingshot and embedding a stone into the wall behind Ian with it, moving the whole time. He wasn't moving too slowly, he wanted to make sure Ian kept his attention on the person who wasn't actually about to kill him. Bert knew how to be distracting.

"Taste the berries, they'll be the sweetest of your life."

Ian's head span around as the stone hit the wall behind him. "What do you want." He watched the sling carefully, "I've got no food if that's what you're after." Except the berries, but it wasn't like this floor was full of them.

Susannah manages to quietly wheel herself to where she can get a clear shot on Ian, then reaches for a pair of chakrams from the bags on either side her. Arms crossed, she takes a moment to aim with her eye, and then--

"RIZA!"

--the two chakrams find themselves embedded in Ian's spine.

"IAN!" Eponine comes into view, dressed in a pink-princess style dress, which has a ridiculous amount of material to it. It is Lottie's dress really, but Eponine has decided that the statue won't mind. Now, she had been following Ian around, quite unwilling to go back and face the music with Orc. She's about five minutes behind Ian, dragging her feet as she stares in wonder at the exhibits on show. Never has she seen such things, none of them. She can't put names to most things she looks at.

But this, she can. "YOU!" She roars at Suzannah, It's the lady who had cut her legs in the last arena, who had left her unable to walk for the entire duration. She sprints to Ian even as he begins to fall.

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"Shi..." His words were cut off by a scream of pain, his own scream of pain as he fell to the floor. For a moment he didn't even know what had happened, but he could barely move. He lay there, vision blurring as he saw the woman in the wheelchair, who must have been the one to throw whatever was now stuck in him.

Another voice, this one all to recognisable and he blinked, opening his mouth though he couldn't find the air to speak. To shout, to tell her to run because she would die too. Instead he made a gargling sound, punctuated by a sharp sob.

Cuthbert took the opportunity to retreat as fast as he had rushed out. There was no reason to stay and make things worse than they apparently already were. He recognized Eponine as he turned to make his escape and manged to spare the time to stop and make sure it was her. He would certainly hear about this later, but for the moment he needed to get Susannah out as fast as he could.

Susannah would have rather gone up to the Ian's body, slit his throat to help him die faster, and retrieved her chakram--although she'd grabbed about as many as the museum had on offer, she still wanted to reuse as many as she could--but she recognized that girl, it was the girl Detta had hamstringed at the start of last arena--and she didn't want to see that girl's idea of revenge.

Too late.

"Wait here," eponine hissed at Ian, as if the poor boy was going anywhere. But the unspoken implication was, 'don't die', and it hung heavy in the air. She bent and kissed him quickly, before straightening, and running after Suzannah and Cuthbert.

"STOP! Madame! Monsieur! Stop and face me, you cowards! Come back and see what you have done." She laughed contemptuously. "COWARDS!"

Ian tried to speak but the words couldn't come, so instead he made a half whimpering sound of pain.

"D... Do..." His vision span as he tried to call out, to tell her to stop, to not get hurt and not put herself in danger.

Bert wasn't about to wait around or try to go after the lost chakram. He was more interested in getting himself and his gunslinger partner out of there in one piece.

"We have to go now, I know that girl and she'll not be happy to see me here."

He will drag Susannah away if he has to, but he'd rather they both go willingly.

Week 3

Susannah > Cuthbert > Ian as the order?

Works for me

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this might be a good time for eponine to show up?

Re: this might be a good time for eponine to show up?

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