thearena | Supply... Closet?! (open)

WHO| Eliot, Momoko, Ariadne, and whoever they run into on the supply run
WHAT| Supply run to the Cornucopia
WHEN| Shortly after the bloodbath
WHERE| J15
WARNING/NOTES| Possible violence

Eliot looked out the doorway at the Cornucopia as the cannon sounded. He frowned slightly. The area around the Cornucopia was finally empty except for the bodies of the dead. Supplies still littered the ground, including most of the bags. Only four dead and most of the supplies left behind? Something wasn't right. He couldn't see in the deeper craters from his angle. If he'd been at the Cornucopia longer, he would have used that to his advantage.

He had noticed while waiting for the gong to sound that there were no weapons, just supplies. His chair leg would do for now but, at some point, he needed something better. A memory flashed through his mind. His mentor hadn't been able to tell him much, be he had said that if he stepped off the pedestal early, it would explode. If he could open it somehow, he might be able to get the explosive out. And there were 24 platforms. That decided it. He had to take the risk.

Eliot looked around the room. The chair leg was sturdy enough, but he had to pry the platforms out of the ground or open them, he'd need something equally strong but much thinner. He smiled to himself as he saw a piece of metal playing on the window sill. He walked over and pocketed it.

He turned to the two girls. "You two can stay here if you want," he said. "I need to go back now that everyone's gone. We need more supplies than this."

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"I'll come with you."

If nothing else, perhaps it would help him trust her a little bit more, take her word for some things. Though her mentors had been nothing short of...well, just this side of useless, if she was quite frank, Ariadne had still managed to keep herself alive in the last Games. That had to be worth something.

Besides, she'd done so through an alliance. If she could get at least a few cans of water, she'd be fine even if Momoko and Eliot died, or if they split off like the intent seemed to be. She could last a little while longer, perhaps even fashion a weapon from something like Eliot's chair leg.

Though it was still nice to know that her training had come in handy, even if snapping someone's neck hadn't been the best way to kill them. At least it had been quick.

"I have a bag anyway; it'll be easier to carry more things, and we can split them up afterwards." Evenly, though Ariadne left it unsaid. It should have been obvious: they were all in this together.

Eliot nods and pulls his can open. He takes a sip and hands it to Ariadne. "Here," he says. "You need to drink something before we go back out there."

He turns to Momoko. "What about you, sweetheart?" he asks.

"I'm coming too," says Momoko quickly. Alliance or not, she hardly trusts either of the two to come back, or not hide away some of the supplies for their own use. She hefts both her makeshift weapons, board and can. It occurs to her too late that she could simply keep an eye on the two from the relative safety of her perch on the floor above, but she can't risk backing down now.

Eliot watches her closely. "You should drink something first," he says. "I know you want to use that can as a weapon, but you can't afford to pass out."

Momoko glances at the can in her hand and shakes her head. "I can last for awhile longer. It's only the first day, I'd rather save it. I'm used to the heat anyway." Summer heat in the Japanese countryside isn't quite the same as this stifling atmosphere, but she doesn't want to go overboard with the 'weak and helpless' thing.

Eliot hesitates for a moment. Then he nods. If it gets to be too much for her, she'll have the can with her. Hopefully, the area is as clear as it looks. "Let's go, then."

Ariadne accepts the can, blinking in mild surprise only characterised by the faintest rise of her eyebrows. "I'm all right too. But thank you," she replies, lifting the can to denote that that's what she was talking about. "I'd rather leave it for when I need it badly."

Which probably won't be long, considering this heat, but she wonders if it won't drop once it's nighttime. Hence the jacket she was lucky to get - they wouldn't offer up coats like that if there wasn't a necessity for them.

But she's ready, and takes the initiative to head out slowly, checking first that the coast is clear before gesturing for them to follow.

Eliot followed Ariadne, making sure to stay where he could see both girls. He still was not convinced that the remaining supplies were anything more than a trap. If he could see them, he could protect them. He walked back into the amusement park, trying to ignore the nagging in his gut that this was a very bad idea. If anything happened to either girl because of this, it would be his fault.

Momoko follows the other two, moving ahead so that Eliot's at her back and Ariadne's in front. She feels a bit silly walking like this, holding a long board and a sealed can like they're anything close to real weapons, but she pushes it aside and focuses on the Cornucopia and survival supplies ahead.

Glancing back to make sure that she wasn't just going it alone, she realises that she does indeed have a weapon more than just herself. Arming herself with the can Eliot gave her, she made absolute sure to keep her eyes ahead of them, always scanning the immediate area.

It's a bit of a trek, but she can see the Cornucopia looming up ahead.

"How do we want to approach it?"

Eliot frowns silently for a moment. "We stay close together," he says quietly. "That way, if someone is hiding in one of the craters, we're close enough to protect each other. We need at least two bags first. Then if you two will cover me, I'm going to try to pry up the explosives under the platforms. If we can get to any more cans after that, we will."

"All right," she replies, listening carefully all the while. She hasn't seen anyone do anything with the explosives beneath the platforms short of in the videos she'd managed to get ahold of from the previous Games; it could be an interesting strategy. It would certainly create a fortress of sorts for them if they did it right. "Sounds like as good an idea as any."

Momoko just nods along with the plan. Food and weapons, it all sounds good to her, and if Eliot is being truthful about his criminal life he probably does know how to work with explosives, she figures. As the Cornucopia draws closer she eyes the spread with suspicious hope. "Do you see anything?" she asks the two much taller people.

Eliot shakes his head slightly. "Nothing," he says. That's what worries me."

She purses her mouth into a tight sort of line, frowning disapprovingly around them. It's disconcerting that they're alone; this early on, there should be someone. Or maybe no one else thought of this.

But she doubts that.

Momoko leans to the side, trying to scan what parts of the area she could see. There wasn't any sign of anyone aside from the dead, though she wasn't experienced enough to tell if the marks on the ground were from the earlier bloodbath or something more recent they'd missed, hiding out in that building. Now she was regretting leaving her perch at the window.

She couldn't see anything except the possible hiding spots, crumbling walls and pits and so on, and it was starting to make her skin crawl. "Do we just...take it then?" she ventures finally, quietly.

Eliot nods. "But carefully," he says. "Stay close together."

He walks toward the Cornucopia, scanning the surrounding area cautiously. He leaned down at the mouth of the metal storage shed and picked up a bag.

Supply... Closet?! (open)

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If anyone wants to start the melee, now would be a good time to show up...