thearena | [OPEN] i'm on the hunt, i'm after you

Who| Anna and you!
What| Week 2 catch-all!
Where| All over the Arena--the castle banquet, the village, the forest, etc.
When| week 2 of the arena.
Warnings/Notes| violence, most likely! Anna will be actively seeking out weakened/unsuspecting Tributes and making more of an attempt to do the whole murder game thing. Hit me up if you'd like a prompt!

It had all started with the parachute. Take the hint, Princess, with initials she didn't recognize, accompanied by a knife and a pair of earplugs. Anna isn't sure who these people are, but she can assume that they're Mentors, which means someone is watching. And wanting her to do things a little differently. And considering her past track record...maybe it's time for her to follow along.

It isn't that Anna wants to kill people, or anything like that. That isn't who she is. But she also knows that after a year, after seven Arenas both big and small, after seven painful and often bloody deaths, she's ready for something to change. And maybe that something needs to be her. So she takes the knife from the parachute and tucks it into her boot, along with the earplugs which go in her right pocket. She isn't exactly sure what they're for, but no doubt they'll come in handy sooner or later.

Okay. They want her to take the hint, she can take the hint. She can play their murder game.

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Anna giggles. "I don't think you're supposed to drink it. Just put it on french fries and stuff! But yeah, the food here is pretty much way better than what we had back home. And Arendelle had really great food to begin with!"

Food seemed to be the great uniter among all people as Ruffnut found it was one of the many topics people enjoyed discussing with her. Probably second only to dragons.

"So if you win, what kinda food do you want at your feast? Chocolate probably right?"

Ruffnut was a simple creature and as such she had imagined her feast many times.

"I'd want my feast to be like the biggest Snoggletog party ever! With all the meats. Every kind of meat the Capitol can find I wanna try it! And those really sour candies I like from the candy shop. They're like these colorful balls you suck on and they make your face go..." She sucked in her cheeks and puckered her lips in an attempt to make her face look as though she had been sucking on one of the candies. It might be funny if not for the burns peeking out from under the bandages she's hastily wrapped around her head.

Actually it still looked pretty silly.

Anna's eyes light up. "Oh, yeah. All kinds of chocolate, and cakes, and pies. And maybe some lefse, and meatballs, and stroganoff, and all my favorite foods from home!" But probably also her favorites here, like tacos and pizza and hamburgers. "Definitely a ton of chocolate fountains everywhere, too."

The princess giggles at Ruffnut's impression. "Ooh, yeah, I know the ones you're talking about! They're so good, though!"

Ruffnut listened intently, and even started to drool at all the possibilities listed.

"I dunno what Lefse or Stroganoff is, but all the rest of that stuff sounds great." She sighed and took her time chewing her next bite of rations hoping to make it last longer. She'd heard somewhere the more you chewed something the more it filled you up. She wasn't sure that made sense.

"Be glad one of my friends isn't here anymore, she made this horrible drink called yaknog. I bet they'd use it for her crowning. They already made cans of it in that mall place."

"It's all amazing," Anna assures her. Her own food that Ruffnut has gifted her is already gone, settling nicely in her rumbling stomach. That ought to hold her over for the rest of the day, if she's lucky.

The princess wrinkled her nose. "Yak...nog? Sounds kind of awful."

"It totally is. I think it almost killed a guy. But we all had to try it because...well Astrid could totally kill a guy."

She says this with a look of admiration. If Anna never had the chance to meet Astrid when she was in Panem the look on Ruffnut's face should indicate she thinks her friend is awesome even if she is a terrible drink maker.

"Could probably kill a dragon if they had enough."

"...A dragon?" Anna furrows her brows. "Are those real, where you come from?"

Not that she hasn't seen enough magic and crazy stuff to believe it, honestly.

And there it was. Ruffnut had grown to love telling people about dragons from back home. The range of reactions she got always seemed to go from disbelief to jealousy and wonder.

In fact back in the Capitol it had become a part of the Hunger Games Drinking Game: Take a shot every time Ruffnut brags about Dragons.

"Totally real. Tons of them! Every shape and size you can imagine."

Using a stick on the ground she attempted to trace out her own dragon. It ended up looking a bit like a sausage with three long hairs coming out of it and four lines that might have been feet.

"We used to fight the dragons all the time just so we had enough to eat. They killed us, we killed them. Then one day the scrawniest dork in our village named Hiccup decided to try and train a dragon. He had knocked one of the rarest dragons ever out of the sky practically on accident so he made friends with it instead of killing it. Weird right?"

Well it seemed weird to her.

"Next thing you know everybody loves dragons. My brother and I ride a two headed dragon." She pointed to the drawing and drew circles on the end of two of the long hairs coming out of the sausage.

"Barf and Belch." she indicated pointing at the heads. Then she tapped a button on her ratty green dress, it had the image of a dragons head.

"The Hideous Zippleback."

Anna leans over, watching with wide-eyed interest as Ruffnut explains about the dragons. She'd always wondered if they were real, when she was a little girl. She just never expected that they'd be real on a different world.

"Wow," she gasps. "That's amazing! I can't believe you actually ride a dragon! Is it fun? I bet it's super fun!"

The crooked smile confirms her assumption "It is the most fun. Especially when you're being shot at by guys in boats and you just swoop in and I have Barf make a huuuuuge cloud of green gas all over them. Then Tuffnut makes Belch light it up and BOOM! Huge fire ball wiping out the ships and making big waves too!" She threw her hands in the air on the boom and flopped backwards with a wicked grin.

"And there's the feeling in your gut when you're so high in the air everyone looks like ants. And sometimes you fall and might die but usually someone catches you." The whole thing was starting to make her feel a little homesick really.

By the time Ruffnut finishes, Anna's eyes are wide as saucers. "Wow," she breathes. "I...am really jealous, actually."

This is nice, this conversation. It's keeping her mind off things in the best possible way, and it's a great distraction from grim Arena happenings.

If there's one thing Ruffnut is good for, it's chaos. If there's two things it's acting as a distraction.

She'll carry on in this fashion telling Anna stories about the first time any of them rode dragons, how they flew into battle against the great and terrifying Red Death to help Hiccup save his own dragon, and the rest of the tribe who had gone to fight it. Other stories as well such as the time she had helped to rescue a great sea dragon she'd named Scauldy by keeping it calm while the others freed it from some rocks that had broken it's wing.

More rations, more stories, what had started out as an attempted sneak attack turned into a surprisingly pleasant evening.

[OPEN] i'm on the hunt, i'm after you

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Seems like a good place to wrap. Anna can come visit her in her dragon related dreams if you'd like