thearena | Some saves the day

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Some saves the day

Who| Pruna, Sandy and Some
What| The volcano goes off, Some is a hero
Where| Third floor
When| Wednesday of week 3
Warnings/Notes| Volcanoes, fire, liquid nitrogen, burns, angry small hurt murder children

It hadn't taken Pruna long to find the screen that sometimes showed where other tributes were. And so she was there now, on her tiptoes studying it before it went back to the people who wanted gold.

She could see the dots that were her and Pruna, and one or two more dots on this floor but none close enough to be of danger yet. She grinned and pointed to the screen about to explain to Sandy how they could sneak up on one of them, when a rumbling interrupted her. The ground began to shake violently.

She looked around, worried. "What do that be being?"

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"We do be having enough." Pruna told her, though they were running out. She found the cut and began pressing the bandages to his head. "Can you be moving at all?" She repeated Some's question.

Sandy slowly gripped and relaxed her hands, allowing Pruna to re-bandage her head as she shifted her legs and sat up slowly.

"Yeah...yeah I'm OK. Head hurts but we're not dead." And Sandy's standards were starting to become so low that being not dead was really the best she could ask for.

Some kept a hand behind her back, not willing to risk her falling back again to hit an already-injured head. He was shaking, and he clenched several fists, trying to stop it.

"I can carry you both, on my back, but we need to move up. If it is bleeding- erupting here, it should only be worse below. Th-the whole building may fall."

"I can be walking." Pruna told him but moved to help lift Sandy up onto Some's back.

"This do be being fucking stupid." She looked around, "Do they even be wanting a victor." No one would survive if the whole arena fell down.

Sandy had a moment of distress as Pruna helped her up onto Some's back, to be honest she was still freaked out by the...whatever he was. And being this close to anyone who wasn't Pruna was distressing these days. But she knew her options were limited so she clung onto whatever she could to hang on.

"They'll probably turn it off after it's spread far enough." She noted when really that was just what she was hoping. "If they end the arena this soon what else will they distract the people with?"

He put his lower two arms around her, very like a seatbelt, and held tight, his scarred back stiff and tense against her. "Pruna, you too. I can climb faster than you if we need to, or I can teleport us again."

Pruna wrinkled her nose, but he had a point. It would be easier for him to teleport if she was already with him. She climbed up behind Sandy.

"It do still be fucking stupid." She said, it was almost an insult. Like the Capitol didn't think them capable of killing each other or being interesting, so added more things to get them.

Sandy leaned back, grateful to have Pruna so close.

"There are these things in the ceiling." She mused as they started moving again "I saw on the movie screen, they put out fires. Maybe they can cool off that lava before it wrecks the building."

Then again being hopeful wasn't that helpful.

"Things?" Some looked up, just in time to see the sprinklers click and begin to move. He almost smiled in relief - water would help kill the heat. There was almost time to be reassured, to begin moving.

The spray that began was not water.

Well that was clever, Pruna thought, right up until the first sprays hit her and she hissed in pain, slamming back into the emptiness. What was that? Burning rain... Except it was cold. So cold.

"Be covering your head." She snapped at Sandy and Some. Doing the same herself.

Sandy shrieked and curled up as tight as she could. Her hand plunged into her bag groping for a mask and instead produced the blood soaked cape.

With a jerk she covered herself with it feeling the spatter of whatever the awful burning liquid was on the slick fabric of the cape. She'd only have a few moments before the cape started soaking it in.

"Teleport teleport teleport!!!" she demanded desperately.

Up. It had to be up. There had to be something safer, higher. He held tight to both girls, shouting as the fluid burned right through his fur, and took them to the top floor. They appeared in the midst of a cluster of mannequins, and Some stumbled against one, grabbing it to try to stay upright. The fluid was still scalding at him, and he keened, trying to scrape it off his shoulders against a wax statute without dislodging his passengers.

The burning rain stopped and Pruna realised that they had teleported again. She opened her eyes and removed her arms from over her head, they were blistered and burning. She saw what Some was doing and leaned over as much as she could without falling off to scrape her arms on a statue. "We do be needing to be finding water."

"Water?"

Of course! The idea slammed into Sandy's head being the least injured at least in the case of the burning liquid that still sizzled on her stone. She cast a glance around the room they had landed in through the holes of the mask.

A drinking fountain!

"HERE!" She lunged off Some with some difficulty, dislodging herself from his arms using her mask enhanced strength and raced for the fountain crossing the floor in seconds. She swung her crow bar screaming at it and buried the heavy iron tool in the fountain's side.

A grunt and a twist and she had wrenched it from the wall, twisting the pipe with the unexpected force and sending water splattering everywhere.

Now Some just had to get over to the broken pipe.

He stumbled as he followed Sandy, tracking blood from burnt forefeet. His hindfeet had, at least, managed to escape unscathed. "What- what is it?" he gasped, struggling not to drop Pruna before he reached the water. When he did, he sank to his knees, turning as he did to make sure the spray hit her first.

The water sprayed all over her and though it didn't really do much for the cold it lessened the pain and for a moment Pruna just sat there, slumped in the spray.

"I do no be knowing." She shivered miserably, looking at her hand, which had started to blister.

"Me neither." Sandy confessed trying to use her stone hands to aim the spray of water to help wash over her girlfriend and their hero. "Another Capitol Trap. Someone's laughing at us right now."

Fur sloughed off in hunks from Some's shoulders and the parts of his back that had been exposed, and he hissed as the cold water hit the burns beneath. And then startled upright in panic, reaching behind himself to pat and feel frantically at the scars on his back. "Did they get- froze? My marks! Are they still clear?!" They were, but with the burns on his hands, he couldn't tell.

"I will be making them be eating their tongues." Pruna said angrily. She rolled into the water and stood up, going to check on Some's marks.

"They do be being there still. I can be seeing them." Her voice sounded distant, she had retreated to the emptiness to deal with the pain.

"Yeah your...whatever they are, they're good." Mostly, she couldn't tell from this far away. And it's not like she knew what they were supposed to be like.

"Are your hands OK? Can you still use them?" She added.

He had to force himself to slow down, tracing the lines more carefully, finding the least-burnt hand to do so. "I have plenty of hands..." His shoulders slumped in relief. "Oh, stones, thank you." There were burns close, one nasty streak across a shoulder that came dangerously near Family but none of the precious lines were marred. He exhaled, shaking, and turned his attention to the girls. Careful, he reached for Pruna's shoulder to check her over.

"I am sorry, I did not get us out of there faster."

Pruna's back was a bit of a mess, her onesie in tatters and blisters starting to form from the burns. Her hands were burned as well but for the most part her neck and face had been left undamaged, she had curled up fast enough.

"It do be being okay, we did no be knowing it would be happening."

Edited 2014-03-02 10:51 (UTC)

"I'm starting to feel guilty about stone skin now." Sandy remarked coming over to inspect Pruna's back and make sure the girl wasn't going to have to stay in the emptiness for the rest of the arena.

"The important thing is you got us out of there. Thank you."

"That is what I'm for." He touched Pruna's jaw, tipping her face up to make sure her eyes were fine. Once he'd seen that they were, and that her injuries were painful but not threatening, he gave Sandy the same examination, frowning in confusion over her stone-ness.

Pruna let him check her and then opened the bag, which now had a few holes in it, to find the first aid kit.

She rumaged through it before she found some gel. She opened it to sniff it. "This might be helping."

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