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thearena2014-05-17 03:17 pm
etcircenses) wrote in thearena2014-05-17 03:17 pm
Entry tags:
- ! arena 10,
- cassandra marko,
- clara murphy,
- commander shepard,
- roland deschain,
- the grand highblood,
- the signless,
- ✘ alex murphy,
- ✘ brainiac 5,
- ✘ bucky barnes (616),
- ✘ carlos the scientist,
- ✘ clementine,
- ✘ co,
- ✘ courfeyrac,
- ✘ cuthbert allgood,
- ✘ deanna winchester,
- ✘ diana ladris,
- ✘ donatello,
- ✘ enjolras,
- ✘ fili,
- ✘ gannicus,
- ✘ hanji zoe,
- ✘ hawkeye pierce,
- ✘ ian chesterton,
- ✘ jack frost,
- ✘ jaime reyes,
- ✘ joel,
- ✘ kevin,
- ✘ marius pontmercy,
- ✘ max guevara,
- ✘ nasir,
- ✘ natasha romanoff,
- ✘ orc,
- ✘ r,
- ✘ red sonja,
- ✘ riley abel,
- ✘ rock lee,
- ✘ rokk krinn,
- ✘ ruffnut thorston,
- ✘ some ovmennet,
- ✘ starkiller,
- ✘ steve rogers,
- ✘ susannah dean,
- ✘ topher brink,
- ✘ venus dee milo,
- ✘ vriska serket
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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18…
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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6…
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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18…
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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6…
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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1
The gong rings out, and the countdown's voice announces "the Arena is now open". The Games have begun.
Re: Venus and Joly [Closed]
"Its eye." Joly explains, tossing that over his shoulder as he nods toward his own pumps. "If it goes close enough that may at least be somewhat confusing. If I knew where this sort kept its bowels, we might perforate that." All the while, he has been dodging, and throwing, until the spider, angrier now, is making its way toward him, and he's biting back some curses.
Its mouth. Venom, or being eaten. Either way is unpleasant as deaths go, and Joly finds himself dodging as Venus leaps, and then, he is making a face at the squelch of its leg slipping off.
That is a sound he hoepes to never hear again, though actually...
He's launching his own body forward now, grabbing at a leg of his own when it seems like his reach is long enough. If she distracts it while he pulls, then it might grow mad enough at him to give Venus the chance. That CAN significantly disable it at least.
"A shame we cannot defang it!"
Re: Venus and Joly [Closed]
There goes another leg, with the same gut-turning sound as the first. Venus doesn't leave time to reflect on it; she hurtles over another rack, snapping the heel off of a stiletto shoe, and jams her newfound shank into the creature's face.
She bites down a shriek as some of the spider's venom splashes over her collarbone and hands. It burns, her own skin blistering and pulling away from the flesh as if it's physically recoiling from her own body. She pushes through it and grabs the beast's head, kicking upwards at the fat neck keeping the two areas of the body together.
The spider's head pops off like the top of a Pringles can. The body shudders, lurching forward without its brain, and collapses into a rack of socks. Venus shoves the head away and then lies on her back, catching her breath and trying not to let the burns dizzy her.
Re: Venus and Joly [Closed]
Offhand, he can think of nothing in their bag to be of much use, though this, of anything, is worth using a bit of the water to provide relief if any can be found.
As the spider's head pops off, he is ducking a spray of blood, even as he is making his way to Venus's side, snagging a pair of socks from what looks as though it was a package once. They will work enough as both washcloth, and then a bandage, he should think, although he's frowning as he gets a look at her face already.
"That was amazing." he tells her, dabbing what of their water he thinks can be spared from his ration onto one of the socks. "And I am going to do a bit of sponging your burns off if that is all right?"
Re: Venus and Joly [Closed]
She finally sits up and lets him wipe away the rest of the venom. They aren't terrible burns, but they do hurt, up one arm and across her shoulder and chest. "There's running water in the bathroom. Can we-"
She glances at the spider's corpse. The remaining legs have crumpled up, as if death has shortened all its tendons. It reeks of something, and she finds herself only just holding back a gag reflex.
"We should probably get rid of that. If we're going to stay here."
Re: Venus and Joly [Closed]
"That IS a much better idea then, yes. Perhaps there might be something else for washing too, if we are very lucky. Washcloths or something of the like." At least the burns do not look deadly, painful that they are, though he'd like to get them in some cold water if he might arrange a system for soaking more effective...
"Eurgh." The stench is catching up to Joly and he wrinkles his nose, remembering Venus's own issues with insects of many types. "We really ought to." he agrees, frowning a bit.
"Is the stench likely to lure others close to us or alert more tributes we are here? If not, I would suggest I simply toss it outside. If so...we might be able to find some way to burn it."
Re: Venus and Joly [Closed]
"I'm less worried about Tributes than about more of those things, or whatever mutant animals are in this Arena." She shakes her head, allowing him to continue sponging the acid off of her injuries for a moment. "I don't want to attract anything. We're probably better off just dumping it."
She stands, finding the dead thing much more upsetting than it was when they were trying to kill it. Maybe without the immediacy of a threat, there's no ignoring the shape of its body, the segmentation of its legs. She reminds herself that it's dead, and that any fear she holds is an irrational product of some sort of traumatic memory or mental wire mislaid.
She jams open the door and kicks the dismembered head out like a soccer ball. It disappears somewhere in the mist. "Okay, the legs will come off if we try to drag it. Can you help me pick it up around the waist?"
She, remembering his issues with blood, takes the side with the oozing wound where a neck once existed.
Re: Venus and Joly [Closed]
"I do wish they had let me bring some of my hand sanitizer in." he finds himself musing. "It would have come in handy now. Particularly after we've disposed of...That." He makes another face, moving over to help Venus with the thing.
"At least it cannot hurt us now." He says, partly to be a comfort to her, and then, because it may help, he's grinning as he seizes the spider around the middle rather carefully.
"Alas no more spinning for you." he tells the spider, in a tone that implies much faked sadness. "If only our friend had learned how to knit instead." He adds for Venus, weak though the joke is. "Though, look at us, you holding a bug, and me getting near blood. "Weave come a long way, I think."
Re: Venus and Joly [Closed]
They dump the corpse in the street about fifty yards from the shop, then make away from it, just far enough to keep from losing sight of it. For a few moments they watch, waiting to see if any other creatures come to feast upon its flesh, but nothing emerges from the fog. Venus takes this as a sign of good fortune and claps Joly on the back, dreading the nightmares she'll be having tonight.
"Let's go in. You can patch me up and we can set up camp. Come nightfall I'll start looking for our friends."
Re: Venus and Joly [Closed]
"The label promises to eliminate all germs for a sustained period." Joly points out, a grin spreading across his face now that the worst is over. "That ought to come in handy, I should think. " He does not add that it stings like a bitch when it gets into small knicks and cuts on your hands and arms, something he learned the hard way after a few practices, when he'd tried to directly sanitize the areas. "Apparently, I am now known for hygienic purposes here. Perhaps I ought to come up with some sort of strange platform."
The puns do help, yes. They establish some sort of normalcy, anyway, which is good so far as Joly is concerned. It feels needed in a time and place like this and is helping, now that things are settled, with the urge that has not gone around from the last arena of trying to pull the tracker from his skin.
"Perhaps it was the only one of these." He suggests, hoping to calm the nerves that Venus must be dealing with right now when it comes to dealing with the bugs. "Or the leader and now that it has been vanquished..." Well, one can hope, certainly.
"Good idea." He nods to the patching up bit. "And to finding the others too. I could help with that as well if you would rather." It is an offer at least, as he hates to make Venus do everything here.
Re: Venus and Joly [Closed]
She shudders again. "I don't want to think about it having a horde of smaller ones. Or, God forbid, babies. Something about them being small and plentiful makes it so much worse."
It tugs at some net of fear beneath her, capturing all her rational thoughts, pulling them down into the senselessness of panic inside her...
She nods as she heads into the bathroom of the shop, eyes checking the ceiling for any stragglers. "Patch me up and then we'll figure that out together." Even if it's just sending up a signal flare of sorts and killing any stranger who approaches. It's an efficient approach, although not one she imagines many of her comrades falling behind.
She starts the sink, hoping the water is clean as she runs her arm under the lukewarm output.
Re: Venus and Joly [Closed]
There's a little smirk on his face, in spite of everything else, as the possibilities occur. "Why, one never knows. If I can manage to stay safe by following some simple guidelines and making sure to use my product." God help him, he sounds just like an advertisement. "Why, think of what debauchery I may help good citizens accomplish. So long as no hearts are broken as the result of course." He adds, a bit serious for a moment there. While there is a lot of room for leeways and sexual adventures, the idea of someone being hurt because of them is one Joly has never been able to face so well.
"Ugh, babies are an awful thought." One never knows where they might GO, after all. "But the smaller they are, the more likely to respond to other common methods to be rid of them I'd assume. And I saw nothing in the back there to suggest a nest of any sort at least. Besides, they will need to save some of them for everyone else."
So saying, he's following as well, scanning the corners of the room in another search for any stragglers before he's gathering a scrap of cloth to help with dabbing at the injuries to clean them out a bit.
"I am sorry to say that I think this may actually hurt a bit."
Re: Venus and Joly [Closed]
Which is a rare trait, even amongst the people Venus cares for most.
"Somehow I think I'll survive it." She gives him her best game smile, well aware that it's far from as gruesome as the injury she had when they first met. She doesn't even wince as he begins to wipe the last of the acid away, although her arms tense slightly, and her breath hitches for a moment as he dabs away at the raw flesh near her collarbone.
Re: Venus and Joly [Closed]
As far as heartbreaking, no. Joly could never be that type, even if he really tried to.
"Heartbreaking? No, I have too much affection for those that I adore for that. Instead of that, perhaps adding new friends in the equation, as a way for all to benefit." Hey, it had worked once in that direction, after all.
"Oh, rather likely." He agrees, returning that smile. "I will be sure to alert you of course if it's caused you to..." he's pausing, trying to consider the most ridiculous possibility he can, only here, in the arena, maybe joking about those things is not to be, since it can be made to happen rather quickly.
"Well, I will let you know, at least." He promises, setting to work quite carefully, slowing at the hitch in her breath. "Easy. Nearly there."
Re: Venus and Joly [Closed]
"Don't jinx it," she says with a bit of a smile, trying to reassure Joly while reading his very evident concerns. She closes her eyes as he works, as the pain freshens when new raw flesh is hit by air and then deadens from the cleanliness. "There's duct tape in the back to patch me up. I saw it."
Re: Venus and Joly [Closed]
The cheek touching is a surprise, and rather lovely, and for a moment, Joly lets himself rest against her hand. Not professional indeed, but well, the Arena has its way of overstepping traditional boundaries.
"You ARE probably right. I dare not say that you will sprout wings and the power of flight or any such thing. I would lend you a set of mine if I could do so, but somehow I doubt that I could spare them." Has he explained his friends' joke about his name? He's hardly certain anymore.
"Ah ducttape. One of the fine marvels that technology has brought about. I shall go and fetch it then, and we'll soon have you mopped up."
Re: Venus and Joly [Closed]
She saw that Musichetta came during the family event. She hasn't spoken of that, and won't. If he wanted to say something, then he would have.
"Your wings?" He hasn't explained it. She wonders for a moment if it has to do with the pun about Enj, but he's gone and grabbing the duct tape before he answers. She follows him back out to the storefront.
Re: Venus and Joly [Closed]
"I WAS rather hoping to channel my poor lovestruck friend. I think I need a bit more vacancy in my expression, but his vacant and my terrified are rather close in looks, really."
He does, in a way, but it also is not as if he knows exactly what he wants to say about that now. That he had missed her, and missed her still more, though he is glad that she was able to escape this world before she could be caught up it in it and harmed, that he had hated telling her the details of this world, but that she had noticed every time he'd tried to hold something back, that Bossuet was not with her because he was dead, at home, as Joly was supposed to be. It was all a lot of information he still wished to process before speaking on it, so he held back for now, though likely not forever.
"Ah yes, my ailes, what they call "wings" in English, sound remarkably like to 'l's, you see. One night not long after all nine of us had started meeting, someone, Courfeyrac, I think remarked that if I had an extra l, I would be Jolly, and that it probably would fit me nicely. Not to be outdone by that, Jehan, our poet, wondered why we must stop there when I could become Jolllly and soar. And soar, I think I've managed, usually." He adds, now gesturing to the duct tape at hand. "Now, shall we see what can be cured with this?"
Re: Venus and Joly [Closed]
Although Marius does tend to invite it. Venus chews her tongue while Joly patches her up with the duct tape and some paper towels as bandages. Not the most sophisticated work, but good enough for now.
Her conclusion is evident on her face: the French are weird. "I think the humor must have gotten lost in translation."
Re: Venus and Joly [Closed]
It's not the sort of thing he'd say to his FACE after all, unless he was extremely drunk, probably, because that seems to be a point when a lot of people lose their ability to be discreet about making fun of people. It does beg the question of just what the capitol can work with on the offchance Marius ever wins one of these arenas, and the thought is fairly horrifying, and fairly ridiculous at the same time, and if he looks a bit too amused while securing towels and tape to Venus, well, it's not actually because of the explanation of his name,which he does have to admit does not work quite as well in English, or well...
"You may have had to be there, really." He concludes, shaking his head a little. It HAS gotten a few eyerolls before when he tried to explain it, so there's that. "Or to know some of our...odder friends." Granted, he IS fairly grateful that it seems to be the largely sane ones, with the possible exception of poor Marius, who have ended up here. There's the possibility for so much else to go bizarrely wrong where some of them are concerned.
Re: Venus and Joly [Closed]
Joly finishes with her bandaging, and she straightens her shirt, then holds her arm out to admire his work.
"Oh? I only saw the ugly guy during Enjolras', during his, ah, his television special. I was kind of surprised, honestly, the rest of you are all so good-looking that I assumed there was some sort of rope line outside your little cafe."
Re: Venus and Joly [Closed]
That seems to be the best way to describe him in general really, especially that moment on the barricades when Marius near blew them sky high. He wonders, really, even now, whether or not he would have done it, given the chance, but maybe Joly does not really want to know that after all.
"Ah yes, Grantaire. He's quite good company, actually. Bossuet and I spend time with him more than the others. I sometimes suspect that he came with the cafe itself, and just sort of stayed on after we arrived." It still seems likely enough, somehow.
Re: Venus and Joly [Closed]
She locks up the front, shoving a rack of shoes in front of the door.
"What's his deal?" Venus is good enough at reading faces that she definitely picked up on a little disdain in Enjolras' face, moreso than he occasionally directs at Courfeyrac and Joly and Marius (well, maybe not more than Marius). "Aside from being good company?"
Re: Venus and Joly [Closed]
He's moving to check out the windows, making sure no one can get in unless they're letting them.
"Grantaire's, good company, really." Joly couldn't help but grin a little, thinking of the man. "I've never met anyone who knew the city half so well as he does. If you ever needed a recommendation for dinner, coffee or dancing, or the best shoemaker, you need only ask. He's rather brilliant really, on almost any subject you could think of. All that said, it can be a little...hard to find beneath the protective layer of cynicism and alcohol. He and Enjolras are diametrically opposed so far as I can tell. Where Enjolras sees openings, Grantaire sees closings and so on and so forth. It is all rather sad."
Re: Venus and Joly [Closed]
She shoves another shelf against the window and sits down, looking over their new domain.
"I think most people miss that Enj is an optimist. It's like, his secret or something." Venus smiles in that way that isn't for cameras, that shows a little too much teeth and a little too much squint, in that genuine way that makes it painfully obvious how in love she is. If she were aware of it, she'd be embarrassed. "I'd say I don't know how cynical makes good company, but it sometimes does. For his sake I hope I never meet Grantaire, but I won't be sad for my sake if I do."
Re: Venus and Joly [Closed]
"Well, I must admit I am a little shocked by that. Electricity itself, the ways that it is used continue phasing me a bit. But given a bit more time to understand, I am certain I conduit."
They roll off just like that, even as Joly finds a little crack in their window and tears off a quick strip of tape to seal it.
"He hides it very well, and most of the time, it actually has to be parsed out of whatever he happens to be saying, or doing." That smile and the whole LOOK right now definitely makes Joly want to smile himself. Enjolras has done extremely well, he decides, particularly because of how well Venus understands him. Both of them could use a bit more happiness, he thinks, which does not necessarily bode well when thinking of Grantaire, but, then again, the moment could be worse.
"He has that sort of humor where if you had a bad day, it can be refreshing, hearing him beat down everything in sight. Admittedly, there are those times that he vanishes entirely too far in himself, extends his metaphors too far, or gets caught up in them, or simply veers toward depressing, but overall, Grantaire is a good fellow. I dare say that it WOULD be bad for Enjolras, but for the rest of us...I cannot think that it would end so badly."
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