Supply... Closet?! (open)

[jadaryl]

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."

Comments

[jadaryl]

Eliot nods. "It is," he agrees quietly. "But so is trying to get through this with nothing but your bare hands. There's worse ways to die than getting killed out right."

[implant]

Kaidan stays silent again. He has a little more tucked up his sleeve than 'bare hands' but he doesn't know where he stands with the other yet. He knows Ariadne and Momoka know about the biotics, but the other? No clue. Instead of answering outright, Kaidan offers his name. "Kaidan Alenko. And you?"

[jadaryl]

"Eliot Spencer," the hitter replies. He looks closely at the other. "Which branch of the military were you with?"

[implant]

"Alliance." He's explained this to Momoka before and that went... alright. He doesn't see this one going particularly great. "Staff Commander."

[jadaryl]

Eliot raised his eyebrows. "Alliance?" he echoed. "Not familiar with them."

Not that that was entirely surprising. If the people here, and he'd never heard of this place before, could bring him here in his sleep, who knows where else they could drag people in from. And when. No one had told him much of anything, but he was reasonably sure that this city did not exist in his own time. He'd been to just about every country in the world and he'd never heard the slightest whisper of this place.

[buildingreality]

Having been taking the time to relax, to calm herself down from the nerves still lingering from her kill and the subsequent arrival to the building where she met Momoko and Eliot, Ariadne thought to chime in then before it became too much like an interrogation. "It seems like part of the game: see how many people they can find from completely different places. I suppose it adds to the intrigue of watching. They get their entertainment, and they get to learn about new places at the same time."

[jadaryl]

Eliot ran a hand over his face. "Somehow, that doesn't surprise me," he commented, keeping his tone light. The thing that frustrated him was that he might've enjoyed coming here if the circumstances had been any different. The little bit he'd seen of the city had been... beyond beautiful.

[cowardfacinghappiness]

"It's more than just entertainment," Momoko pipes in, not really interested in their conversation but aware of the situation enough to realize that letting her attention wander too much was essentially suicide. "It's...important. Ceremonial. Historical." Horrible. Stupid. Unfair. Ever mindful of the cameras, Momoko is respectful when concerning the topic of the Games. Out loud, anyway.

[buildingreality]

Hesitation is more than enough to suggest to Ariadne - and hopefully the others - that Momoko doesn't necessarily believe that, but she nods lightly in concession all the same. "There's quite a bit it's built upon, true. Even if I wouldn't say we're good examples of it." At least when they were taking people from the districts, barbaric as it was, they could say that it was in light of the history behind the Games. "It still exists."

[jadaryl]

"It's definitely historical," Eliot agrees, for once being completely sincere about the topic. "Rather like some other countries they made us study in school. Every time they conquered a new country... Or if a slave had a particular... bent for fighting."

He shrugged. "As I said, there's a historical precedent."

Of course, he didn't mention the rebellions the Roman gladiators occasionally started in the city. Nor did he bring up how the Roman Empire had essentially rotted from the inside until it coule no longer defend itself. If the others knew of that time in history, they'd be able to get the reference.