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[fire_punk]

WHO| Kevin, Chris, Lindsey, and anyone else who needs Kevin to kill them
WHAT| Kevin's final kills in the Arena
WHERE| Most likely the forest. Let me know if you want him anywhere else.
WHEN| The last few days of Arena 4
WARNINGS/NOTES| Violence, death, probably some cursing

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Kevin and Chris

[fire_punk]

Kevin tried to hold back the coughing but it didn't seem to do any good. He still couldn't believe no one had found him and killed him yet. He should probably find something to eat. The thought of food made him feel sick again. He almost couldn't wait to be back in the Capitol. At least he wouldn't feel so sick there.

Re: Kevin and Chris

[big_badass_hero]

Chris wasn't doing too well either, but coming around the corner he saw the kid who he had seen before. This time he knew what he had to do, he watched the kid though, still balking at the idea of having to kill a kid, despite seeing Wesker go all tentacle porn, and whatever that monster that had taken him out had been...

[fire_punk]

Kevin heard someone approaching and looked up. Oh, shit. There was no way he could catch this guy off guard again. He tried to move out of the man's path. He really didn't want to die again. He should have taken the extra minute to kill him last time!

[big_badass_hero]

Not that it would be that easy, Chris is kinda stubborn! Though hey, the big guy really doesn't look too well, the poisoning must be getting to him. Though sorry Kevin, he's spotted you.

"Hey, good to see you're still around kid."

[fire_punk]

Kevin stands and eyes the man suspiciously. He doesn't look armed. He also doesn't look like he's doing too well. That'll make this easier.

"You're still alive."

[big_badass_hero]

"Barely." He was watching the kid carefully. "There aren't many of us left are there?" He didn't step away from the tree that was pretty much the only thing holding him up. Chris had actually been trying to figure out how to take himself out, at least the pain from his failing organs would stop.

"Thought for sure you would have been taken out a while back.." He coughed up blood.

[fire_punk]

"Why, 'cause I nearly killed once already?" Kevin sneered. He wasn't trusting the man's weak act. It was too convenient. But the blood... Oh, what the hell. Either way, he'd be one step closer to getting out of here.

He stepped closer and moved to push the man away from the tree.

[big_badass_hero]

Chris wasn't able to stay his ground when pushed. He felt something crack hitting the ground. Chris scowled he wasn't going down that easy...

[fire_punk]

Except it sure looked like he was. Kevin knelt on his chest and wrapped his hands around the man's throat, squeezing as hard as he could.

[big_badass_hero]

Chris clawed at the hands at his throat, but another coughing fit hit him... in better condition this wouldn't happen, way to go Kevin, you effectively managed to humiliate the big jar head.

THough he did manage to try to dig his nails into the kid's wrist to get him to let go.

[fire_punk]

Kevin hissed at the scratches but didn't let go. He could do this. He was so close this time. He wasn't going to lose just because he couldn't handle someone scratching at him.

[big_badass_hero]

Chris's struggling got weaker. He could feel the kid's fingers closing off his windpipe, vision blurred...

Shit, taken out by a kid. He tried to fight his way through the fog, but it was a losing battle.

[fire_punk]

Kevin held on until the man stopped moving. Then he slowly let go. It was too easy, too simple. He had to win. Maybe then he wouldn't have to kill again.

Kevin and Lindsey -- last day/night

[fire_punk]

Kevin moaned quietly. The last day, he hadn't been able to keep anything down and he was starting to cough up blood. At this point, he almost didn't care if he got killed as long as he got out of here. Almost. He still didn't want to die and there couldn't be hardly anyone else left. Maybe if he held on just a little bit longer... He pulled himself to his feet as started walking.

[hartless_cowboy]

Lindsey felt horrible. How many were left, and how many remaining? Without knowing the total number of tributes to begin with, especially when it seemed like they were adding new ones mid-game, it was hard to keep track.

Eliot had been gone for a day now and it seemed like at this rate, he was soon to follow. Except he wasn't ready to give up yet. So many had died already, if he hung on... maybe he'll get lucky.

He did need to eat though. Out of rations completely, he had no choice but try to forage something and hoped he didn't pick poisoned berries.

[fire_punk]

Kevin leaned against a tree, trying not to fall as he coughed up what felt like half a lung. He rested his head on the trunk. And found himself staring at a man a few yards away, plucking at some berry bushes. He nearly started crying at the sight. He was so hungry. But he'd thrown up not terribly long after the last time he ate. And he couldn't tell the difference between berries and a slow death. Besides, the man looked better off than he was. There had to be some way to keep him from killing him. He still had a couple rocks but.... Would he even get a chance to use them? And was he even strong enough? But what else could he do?

[hartless_cowboy]

Having no clue if the berries or dangerous or not, Lindsey just went by taste and thought these at least tasted sweet. He ate a few and picked some more, and froze when he heard racking coughing behind him.

Turning around warily, he watched the kid in the bushes, but didn't do more than put a few more berries in his mouth. He was ravenous but the kid looked even worse off than him. He wiped his mouth off the back of his sleeve and stared directly at the other boy.

"You want something?"

[fire_punk]

Kevin looked longingly at the berries. They wouldn't kill him right away, at least. "I'm hungry," he muttered. An axe... The man had an axe. If he could make the man drop it or somehow pull it out of his belt without him knowing..........

[hartless_cowboy]

Lindsey frowned but he took a step to the side and offered the berry bush to Kevin. The boy looked unarmed and, really, he was only a young kid. "Help yourself then."

[fire_punk]

Kevin walked over to the bushes, keeping a careful eye on the other Tribute. He picked a few berries, filling his pockets before eating a couple.

[hartless_cowboy]

Lindsey watched the kid for a while, but then his growling stomach had him eating again. Yet several minutes in, he staggered against the bush. Apparently he made a bad choice with the berries after all because his stomach started cramping something terrible. Hell.

[fire_punk]

Kevin moved quickly when the man started staggering. He grabbed the axe and pulled it free of the belt. Lifting it quickly, he swung down at the older Tribute. He didn't feel bad about this. He couldn't. He just wanted to get out of here.

[hartless_cowboy]

Lindsey tried to react, but a wave of pain practically immobilized him at the crucial moment. He felt the axe get yanked out of his belt before he could reach back for it, and after that, pain blossomed everywhere. "No..." he groaned as he fell. Pain, everywhere....

totally the wrong icon......

[fire_punk]

Kevin lifted the axe and swung again. This wasn't that different from what he'd done for Yvette. The axe was sharper so there was more blood but that just meant it should be over sooner.

Ha.

[hartless_cowboy]

Lindsey groaned and tried to defend himself, but there was so much pain, and blood... and then he passed out and died.

How utterly embarrassing.