Arena 12 - The Spaceport

[etcircenses]

As usual the Tributes are woken up early for the start of the arena, leaving the Tribute Centre before dawn. A few hours ride in a hovercraft delivers them to their destination where their excited prep teams will outfit them in skintight suits that are colour coordinated by District (D1 is White, D2 is Red, D3 is Orange, D4 is Aqua, D5 is Purple, D6 is Pink, D7 is Light Green, D8 is Blue, D9 is Yellow, D10 is Dark Green, D11 is Lavender, and D12 is Black) over which they will be put into what is instantly identifiable as a spacesuit, complete with oxygen tank and helmet before being loaded into the tubes.

They rise up into what appears to be outer space and immediately upon emerging from the tubes Tributes will find themselves floating upwards with a length of rope the only thing holding them to their podiums. The countdown crackles out from speakers built into each Tributes helmet.

20

19

18…

The Cornucopia sits in the middle of a dusty crater with buildings surrounding it, made up of a number of chained down cases and cubes in limited numbers. Cubes which sharp-eyed Tributes will note look like they fit into the slots beside the doors that lead into the spaceport.

8

7

6…

The mirrored visors of the uniformly white spacesuits make it impossible to tell friend from foe. Tributes fighting for goods will have to risk harming their friends but the alternative, floating off into space or suffocating when their oxygen runs out, leaves them little choice.

3

2

1…

The gong rings out and the countdown’s voice announces, “the Arena is now open” before the line goes dead. The Games have begun.

Comments

[a_minute_younger]

A hand reaches out to grab at the back of Bucky's suit. It certainly isn't to try and stop him--Gary's too delirious to really figure out what he wants from this action, except maybe to not get left behind and alone. Seeking assistance from the man that just smashed in his chest is probably not the way to go here. Gary doesn't really think about that, either.

[tookthewheel]

Something catches on the back of his suit, impeding his progress forwards. It's obvious it's the one he just attacked and in his mind the grab can only be one thing, an attempt at retaliation.

Well, there's not way that's going to work out well for his opponent. Bucky pushes himself round, now seizing the arm that's holding him and violently twists it. There is no sympathy or hesitance with the Soldier.

[a_minute_younger]

That was definitely a mistake and Gary has no illusions about it this time. He instinctively goes limp to try and lessen the strain on his arm, but no amount of flexibility will loosen his elbow so it can bend the wrong way. Gary twists with the attack, flipping midair in the low gravity, lurching when his arm inevitably cracks in half. Bucky will not hear it, nor will he hear Gary scream.

He will, however, probably notice pretty quickly when Gary turns to try and kick away Bucky's offending hand. Gary had his chance to run, he squandered it, and now he's regretting that quite a lot.

[tookthewheel]

Luckily for Gary, Bucky has no interest in wasting the time it will take to kill the offender. He needs to get out of here and into the base and so releases the arm of the attacker as soon as he registers the break (apparent by the angle), before Gary's kick can connect.

The Soldier braces his feet against the ground and pushes himself towards the nearest door instead. The other will be lucky enough to see another day, though unlucky to be facing it with heavy injury.

[a_minute_younger]

Gary's learned his lesson this time. As soon as he's able to squirm around and find purchase on the ground, he's kicking off and loping to another door. Preferably one as far away from that scary guy who just beat the shit out of him as possible. Plans for how to actually deal with the splitting pain in his chest and arm will have to come later.