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thearena2014-12-18 12:09 am
metalicarus) wrote in thearena2014-12-18 12:09 am
Entry tags:
Goddamn alien monsters
Who| Jet and Sam, Jet and Bucky
What| Various. Fighting, rescuing, exploring
Where| All over the station
When| Later week '0' and all through week 1
Warnings/Notes| Cybargs. Also, if you want something with Jet, I'll be happy to add you to this log, just let me know.
After having been stabbed five seconds into the arena, he'd been living under the assumption something would come around the corner and kill him at any second. It was space, it really wouldn't surprise him. Venus had fixed him up pretty good and with Bruce's help, Jet was nearly a hundred percent. There were times when pain would flair up and make him feel like something was twisting a long-removed knife in his gut, but it was manageable. Besides, he was pretty sure half of that was all in his head anyway.
In the meantime, he had two people to look after and supply runs to do. Sometimes he went with either Venus or Albert and sometimes he went alone. Sometimes there were so many creatures to dodge or fight off, he was surprised when he came back unscathed and sometimes his trips were so uneventful, he half wondered if a large chunk of the other tributes had just been sucked out to space and he'd missed it. At least it kept him on his toes.
His favorite times, however, was when the gravity would switch off. Venus tried to have them back at base in time to strap themselves down, but sometimes Jet would purposefully stay out a little too long just to get caught in that weightlessness. Unlike the others, he could maneuver in the zero gravity, there was still oxygen, so there was still enough friction for him to use his thrusters to get to wherever he wanted. It was probably the best he could get to flying free when there were so many confining hallways and only a few large enough to grant him some altitude. He could almost call it peaceful.
What| Various. Fighting, rescuing, exploring
Where| All over the station
When| Later week '0' and all through week 1
Warnings/Notes| Cybargs. Also, if you want something with Jet, I'll be happy to add you to this log, just let me know.
After having been stabbed five seconds into the arena, he'd been living under the assumption something would come around the corner and kill him at any second. It was space, it really wouldn't surprise him. Venus had fixed him up pretty good and with Bruce's help, Jet was nearly a hundred percent. There were times when pain would flair up and make him feel like something was twisting a long-removed knife in his gut, but it was manageable. Besides, he was pretty sure half of that was all in his head anyway.
In the meantime, he had two people to look after and supply runs to do. Sometimes he went with either Venus or Albert and sometimes he went alone. Sometimes there were so many creatures to dodge or fight off, he was surprised when he came back unscathed and sometimes his trips were so uneventful, he half wondered if a large chunk of the other tributes had just been sucked out to space and he'd missed it. At least it kept him on his toes.
His favorite times, however, was when the gravity would switch off. Venus tried to have them back at base in time to strap themselves down, but sometimes Jet would purposefully stay out a little too long just to get caught in that weightlessness. Unlike the others, he could maneuver in the zero gravity, there was still oxygen, so there was still enough friction for him to use his thrusters to get to wherever he wanted. It was probably the best he could get to flying free when there were so many confining hallways and only a few large enough to grant him some altitude. He could almost call it peaceful.