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[mudbloodhater]

WHO: Draco Malfoy and open
WHAT: Draco's made it out of the Cornucopia, and is now exploring a little
WHEN: immediately after the Cornucopia until some time that evening
WHERE: leaving the Cornucopia and heading north towards Fantasyland
WARNINGS: none right now.

He hadn't made it out of the Cornucopia with nearly so good a haul as last time. It left a bitter taste in his mouth, though he was still relatively unharmed, and that seemed good enough for him. He wasn't dead. Though that might have been a bit difficult, what with the complete lack of weapons in the Arena.

Draco rolled his eyes, wrapping his three cans up in the end of his cape, keeping it close to his body in case someone attempted to grab him with it, and with that, he began heading off north, just like he'd told Katurian he would. Maybe this Arena wouldn't be too bad after all.

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[mudbloodhater]

"Charmed, I'm sure," he replied in a murmur, pausing for a moment as the change washed over him as well. Just a tingle in his fingers and toes at first, spreading through the rest of him until he felt complete, instead of like the shell of a person he'd been for most of his time in the Capitol.

"Did you feel that?"

[kind_of_a_nerd]

Atticus turned his wariness on Draco at the question.

"Yeah...that was...yeah."

[mudbloodhater]

"So I wasn't the only one. Excellent," Draco frowned, glancing around them for a second. He had a suspicion as to what it was, and if Atticus was feeling things as well, then that meant he wasn't exactly the typical Tribute either. For a moment, Draco's wary curiosity gave way to legitimate interest, and he narrowed his eyes slightly at the other man.

[kind_of_a_nerd]

Atticus definitely didn't like the way this guy was looking at him, and he didn't like that Draco had felt the same thing he had. He'd watched enough footage of the last arena to know it didn't necessarily mean Draco was a werewolf too, but he didn't particularly want to find out exactly what he was.

"Right, well...I'm just gonna...head off. Nice meeting you?"

[mudbloodhater]

As pleasant as the company had been, Draco didn't like the way Atticus was looking at him either. He simply nodded, taking a step or two back before twisting to turn another direction. "The pleasure was all mine, I assure you. I'm going to go this way, if that way's fine by you."

[kind_of_a_nerd]

"Yeah. Knock yourself out," Atticus said, nodding. He was probably better off on his own anyway.

"Hey...good luck, man."

[mudbloodhater]

He'd already started off when the final comment reached his ears; he paused, glancing over his shoulder.

"You too. Try not to die too quickly."