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Panem Events ([personal profile] etcircenses) wrote in [community profile] thearena2014-05-17 03:17 pm

ARENA 10-Placid Hollow

The Tributes are taken early in the morning, most of their support teams seeming in good cheer as they dress them in warm clothes, getting them to their tubes. There is obvious comfort in the familiar for the prep teams, and they chatter with, or in some cases, over the heads of their Tributes as they get them ready and load them up.

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If the Tributes could see the area they are passed up into, they would see a deeply overgrown, dilapidated town green, with a large bandstand rotting away in the middle. The spoils of the cornucopia are not gathered in one spot, instead scattered throughout the thigh high grass and weeds around the town green.

Around the edge of the green, the old business stand a silent sentry, looming out of the fog as it thins and winds into them, providing much desired cover.

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But the Tributes cannot see the ground around them. The fog, thicker even than it will be in the rest of the arena, makes the world small around them. The sound of the count down echoes strangely, the tributes seeming too close as the fog brings sounds of their breath, their coughing, the snap of twigs under their feet right to ears of the other Tributes. But with the fog bringing visibility down to only a few feet, it's hard to tell what is a true danger, and what is only the fog playing tricks on them,.

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The gong rings out, and the countdown's voice announces "the Arena is now open". The Games have begun.
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[personal profile] dragoon_pride 2014-05-19 06:36 am (UTC)(link)
So it was fog this time. Kain instantly looks around suspiciously, not trusting that there's not someone right nearby. All he can see are shadows, vague forms, mostly. Relying more on hearing now, he's trying to stay attuned for any sounds of trouble as well. At least this one is outside. He doesn't care what else he has to deal with... it'll be enough to be out in the open air.

Of course, he's making a run at their supplies... he wouldn't ever consider otherwise. So as the countdown continues, he prepares himself, tensing, ready... and then he's off!

Kain is prepared to deal with anyone- or anything- in his path as he speeds along on his way to find something useful. Anyone crossing him will definitely get a fist aimed in their direction or a hard shove. He knows he can't hold back in these circumstances so he's going off to a ruthless start.