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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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19
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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7
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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2
1
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.
7
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,.
2
1
The gong rings out, and the countdown's voice announces "the Arena is now open". The Games have begun.
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"Yeah, fighting dragons is serious business. But we didn't know any better. The Vikings of Berk have been fighting dragons for as long as we know. They try to steal our food, we fight. They burn our village down, we fight. Then one of us got the bright idea to try and ride one. Now we're all friends." She explained giving the shortest and possibly least satisfying version of her tribes history.
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"Of course it is serious business to fight a dragon," she offers instead. "Even back where I am from it is."
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Admittedly, she doesn't have any dragons to call her own, but she figures she can speak for the Aerial Corps in general. She is the only one of the Corps present, after all.
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"OK...what's an Aerial, whats a Corps and what's a French?" She listed in order starting to wonder if asking questions was going to be her main form of communication.
It seemed like there was just so much she didn't understand about this world.
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"The Aerial Corps is what I am a part of," she answers. "It is like a military, a little, but we are our own group. And the French are who we are fighting, of course, along with their allies."
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"But we're not fighting the french right now...like here. And we're not all part of the Aerial whatevers?" Because she needed to be sure she was doing what she thought she was doing or this was going to change alot.
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Just her, until and unless someone else shows up, and she's not certain she wants to see her Granby in the arena anyway, even as much as she misses having him around.
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Ruffnut shifted into a defensive sort of stance...at least that might have been what she was doing. It was sloppy and looked more like she was about to drop to the ground at a moments notice.
She hadn't fought a dragon without a dragon of her own in a long time. And she'd never actually beaten a dragon without help. Plus a talking dragon? Valhalla was sure challenging her on her first day. Then again she should have expected that.
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Besides, as much as she would certainly have been willing to fight with Ruffnut, the Arena only had started. And that alone would have been more than enough to get Iskierka to give people a little bit of a headstart before fighting. To say nothing of the fact that it would rather have ruined the conversation they'd been having besides.
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"I look out for you, you look out for me. All of Asgard knows our names before this is over." She declared pumping her fists into the air.
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"Of course they will. It is only fitting that they do so."
Annnd, since I don't know what else for them to do shall we fade to black?
Works for me o7