ARENA 10-Placid Hollow

[etcircenses]

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.

Comments

[nunpunching]

That's way too many numbers for Punchy to follow. He watches Clara chew him out, head bobbing a little as if he's sort of nodding but mostly just showing that he's, supposedly, listening. He's not, really; rejection stings, and he'd rather not absorb it past the initial first few words. He'll just let that fly over his head.

His face turns red, and the freckles that dot his right cheek vanish into the blush. He hunches up his shoulders and bends over, muttering something about getting "bossed up" and "honkies". He manages to drag the walker corpse to the window he bust through and then lift it up and dump it outside in the most sulky, comically teenage way possible.

Yes, Clara. He did actually think he had a shot there. He also thinks you're a cracker.

"Name's Punchy." Which is totally a cooler name than Alex or Clara - I mean, really, dude's a robot and he's going by Alex? Not Killtron 3000 or Superbot? Missed opportunity there.

There's still a giant smear of walker brain on the floor, but Punchy doesn't seem to think that'll be an issue.

Punchy holds his hands out. "Y'all peeps chill? Because rescue by Punchy comes with a price, and that top dollah is that you don't be icing no other motherfuckers on my watch."

[seestheman]

Clara's used to hearing muttering when chores (because with the muttering and the dragging something outside, this feels more like he's doing chores than disposing of a body) are being done. She has a son who does it a lot, though usually his muttering is more along the lines of it being "dumb" and "boring." Honestly, thinking of her son would make this moment almost heartbreaking if it weren't for the fact that she's now imagining David saying "honkies" and that's just hilarious and it's taking all of her willpower not to start laughing.

Also, what kind of name is Punchy? It makes him sound like he's the long lost, bar brawling cousin of the Seven Dwarves. Not that she's going to say that out loud, because that's rude.

"I think we're pretty...er...chill." Clara doesn't speak teenage boy. Hell, she isn't even sure if this is how teenage boys talk or if this is just Punchy's own personal, highly confusing way of speaking. "And I don't think we'll be...um...icing?...any motherfuckers, period. So, I don't think you have anything to worry about."

Clara leans into Alex a little bit, as she looks up at him, barely able to hold back the grin that's threatening to come out at how utterly ridiculous all of this is. "You weren't planning on icing motherfuckers, right baby?"

Yeah, she knows just how ridiculous it sounds coming out of her. Which is probably part of the reason why she's giggling just the slightest bit.