Closed to Ian and Orc

[splendid_roman]

Who| Ian and Orc
What| Socialising
Where| Desert arena
When| Night
Warnings/Notes| None

Ian had spent most of his time in the arena so far hiding. It was boring, but it wouldn't get him killed. However, he knew he wouldn't keep getting food and water from sponsors forever if he didn't work for it. Besides, he was cold and perhaps moving around some more would help, even if it was out in the open.

When he emerged, he shivered and put his arms around himself. He'd got thinner due to not having enough to eat or drink and not exercising much. And he'd managed to pick a time when there was a rock monster around. Unsure he'd be able to run, Ian went for getting the monster on his side instead.

"Hello," he said, smiling. "I haven't seen you around here before."

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[paidinbeer]

"Yeah...lucky me." But Orc didn't sound so pleased to be alive let alone granted such an advantage.

"Some people are better off dead." He muttered looking down with a sigh. He had wanted to die for so long he could hardly feel relief for being such a sturdy powerful creature. He was trapped in a prison of stone that came with him wherever he went.

[splendid_roman]

Ian shook his head. "That's not for us to decide. No one's better off dead," he said softly. "There's always hope, even with the worst torture."

[paidinbeer]

Orc gave him a sideways glance. "Yeah, it's for the capitol to decide...jerks"

The desert sands caught up in a breeze and whipped against Orc's back. His position shielded Ian from the worst of it.

"How is there hope?" He urged daring to consider for a moment that Ian might know more then him. He was an adult after all.

[splendid_roman]

Ian still turned a little, to stop any of the sand getting in his eyes. It had stung enough the first time.

"There's hope of rescue." He still thought that if the Doctor found a way here he'd get them all out. "And there's hope that we'll be able to find a way out of here one day. As long as you're alive there's always a chance things can get better."

[paidinbeer]

Orc grunted feeling tired trying to agree with Ian and unable to find even a shred of hope.

"I hope you're right." That was the closest he could come for now.

[splendid_roman]

"So do I," Ian admitted, because the longer this all went on the less hope there was.


((OOC: That seems like a good place to end the thread))

[paidinbeer]

[[OOC: Sounds good to me, btw I finally saw some of Ian on a documentary type thing about older episodes of Dr. Who. So I finally got to see that you have a solid handle of him. Well done :) ]

[splendid_roman]

((OOC Thanks!))