Ken Hidaka (飛鷹 健) (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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thearena2012-04-04 08:59 pm
selfcondemned) wrote in thearena2012-04-04 08:59 pm
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Who: Ken Hidaka & Open
What: Attempting to hunt
When: A few days after the cornucopia.
Where: Around E-10/E-11
Ken knew he'd be fighting for for his life, but this wasn't exactly what he expected. Days spent traipsing through woods, avoiding bears (bears!) and foraging for food wasn't really what he had in mind. After the cornucopia, the arena had seemed less like a bloodbath and more like a survival challenge.
He'd toughed it out without food the first day thinking things might wrap up quickly but by the second day he'd started foraging. Water was easily accessible but food was another matter. He'd erred on the side of caution, trying berries and mushrooms, spitting them out, waiting hours to see if there were any ill effects. (Berries were off the list entirely.)
The wildlife seemed like a safer bet, but that was easier said than done.
(He had a fleeting thought that some of those bags probably contained food and some of the other tributes would have gotten a hold of them. So if things came down to it... )
He wasn't in dire straights just yet. And you never knew unless you tried. Small animals were fast, highly maneuverable and bolted at the slightest provocation. Traps would have been more effective but when all you have is a machete. Now if that damned rabbit would stop dashing into their burrow.
Ken sighed and started walking around the area studying the ground as he went. There was bound to be another egress for the bunny. He tried to remember how big burrows could grow but realized he really had no idea. The only time he'd ever handled a rabbit had been in elementary school when his class kept it as a pet. That's would be the last time he felt sorry for a bunny in cage.
What: Attempting to hunt
When: A few days after the cornucopia.
Where: Around E-10/E-11
Ken knew he'd be fighting for for his life, but this wasn't exactly what he expected. Days spent traipsing through woods, avoiding bears (bears!) and foraging for food wasn't really what he had in mind. After the cornucopia, the arena had seemed less like a bloodbath and more like a survival challenge.
He'd toughed it out without food the first day thinking things might wrap up quickly but by the second day he'd started foraging. Water was easily accessible but food was another matter. He'd erred on the side of caution, trying berries and mushrooms, spitting them out, waiting hours to see if there were any ill effects. (Berries were off the list entirely.)
The wildlife seemed like a safer bet, but that was easier said than done.
(He had a fleeting thought that some of those bags probably contained food and some of the other tributes would have gotten a hold of them. So if things came down to it... )
He wasn't in dire straights just yet. And you never knew unless you tried. Small animals were fast, highly maneuverable and bolted at the slightest provocation. Traps would have been more effective but when all you have is a machete. Now if that damned rabbit would stop dashing into their burrow.
Ken sighed and started walking around the area studying the ground as he went. There was bound to be another egress for the bunny. He tried to remember how big burrows could grow but realized he really had no idea. The only time he'd ever handled a rabbit had been in elementary school when his class kept it as a pet. That's would be the last time he felt sorry for a bunny in cage.
lol, no worries, it's all good.
So far, so good.
Ken nodded slightly to Lily. He wasn't sure how good her aim was but a throwing knife would be a lot more subtle than a sudden lunge with a machete. And if she happened to miss, Ken was more than ready to literally cut the little furball off and prevent him from making an escape.
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While she regretted taking another life, she knew that this was an act for survival. Not only for herself, but also Ken now too. And sure enough, once she had thrown the knife in the animals direction, it took only a second before a small thump was heard as the weapon had reached its mark. She also made sure not to damage the small amount of meat it had as well.
With a bright smile, Lily nearly jumped out from behind her little hiding spot, "I got it~!"
Though it wasn't much of a surprise, being born as nothing more than a weapon, she was still excited knowing that she had helped.
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"Good work, kiddo," he said. He knelt down and pulled the knife out. "You wanna look around for some kindling or...?" He gestured vaguely to the bunny. Ken was pretty sure she didn't want to skin the thing you never knew...
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"I think... I'll look for the kindling."
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He grabbed the machete and held it out to her, hilt first. "How about I trade you for a little while."
The knife would be much easier to use than the machete but Ken also didn't want to leave Lily completely unarmed or unprotected.
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"Oh, yeah..." She turned over to him for a brief moment, "Are we... in a alliance?"
She thought she might as well ask, due to the fact that they had already been helping each other so far.
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"Oh, huh. I guess we are." If this wasn't an alliance, he didn't know what else to call it. "Be careful out there, okay?"
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With that positive news in mind, Lily could do nothing more than smile as she quickly turned to do her own share of work. Eyes wandering from one location to the next with every step she took.