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thearena2013-07-04 03:40 pm
futilecycle) wrote in thearena2013-07-04 03:40 pm
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All of my plans, compromised. [OPEN]
Who | Sigma and you!
What | Sigma escapes from the Cornucopia and gets spooked by an Antlered Rabbit.
Where | The Group 2 Desert Arena, not far from 13G
When | The beginning of Week 2, at nightfall.
Warnings/Notes | Both allies and attackers are welcome! No fatal injuries unless discussed first, though, please!
After sprinting to safety from the fauna that chased him from the Cornucopia, Sigma settled on a rock some mile away to catch his breath. He'd come away with a fair bit of treasure to show for his efforts, and hugged a black chador to his chest. He wondered where Ian was, knowing the almost naked Tribute could use it.
It wasn't long until the sun went down, and Sigma watched the pale moon rise with slight nostalgia. Before he arrived, he hadn't seen the moon in Earth's sky in nearly fifty years, and it would normally have been a welcoming, reassuring sight. A sign, to him, that all was well, that its pure-white surface unpocked by buildings and construction meant he was in a time where humans could comfortably inhabit the earth. But he knew this moon was an illusion produced by the Arena's sky dome. It would bring him no comfort here.
The Doctor was tired, yet still unwilling to sleep. Instead he waited and kept his guard. Sometime into the night, Dr. Klim began to hear something quite... peculiar. Something impossible.
Drawn from the rock he'd been seated on, Sigma frantically began to search the area. He could swear on his life he could hear a baby's cry. He panicked for a moment, wondering if the Capitol would be so cruel as to throw babies into the Arena as fodder Tributes, food for their muttations. He panicked further when he wondered what he would do if he actually found it in time. But suddenly the crying stopped as Sigma met the eyes of a horned rabbit, its eyes reflecting yellow in the moonlight.
And then it screamed! Not a child's scream, this time, but with Sigma's own voice, though slightly higher pitched. Though Dr. Klim's stomach twisted, he knew it had to be a trick... he'd seen the sort of genetic manipulation the Capitol was capable of. Mimicking voices was not outside of their ability. But now he knew, for certain, his act had been seen through. Before he could draw his throwing knife out of irritation it was gone, darting ahead and leaving a cloud of dust in its wake, shouting as it went. Sigma covered his ears, gathered his resolve, and started in the other direction. Though he was considerably shaken, he knew if he wanted to survive without causing violence, keeping a level head was key...
What | Sigma escapes from the Cornucopia and gets spooked by an Antlered Rabbit.
Where | The Group 2 Desert Arena, not far from 13G
When | The beginning of Week 2, at nightfall.
Warnings/Notes | Both allies and attackers are welcome! No fatal injuries unless discussed first, though, please!
After sprinting to safety from the fauna that chased him from the Cornucopia, Sigma settled on a rock some mile away to catch his breath. He'd come away with a fair bit of treasure to show for his efforts, and hugged a black chador to his chest. He wondered where Ian was, knowing the almost naked Tribute could use it.
It wasn't long until the sun went down, and Sigma watched the pale moon rise with slight nostalgia. Before he arrived, he hadn't seen the moon in Earth's sky in nearly fifty years, and it would normally have been a welcoming, reassuring sight. A sign, to him, that all was well, that its pure-white surface unpocked by buildings and construction meant he was in a time where humans could comfortably inhabit the earth. But he knew this moon was an illusion produced by the Arena's sky dome. It would bring him no comfort here.
The Doctor was tired, yet still unwilling to sleep. Instead he waited and kept his guard. Sometime into the night, Dr. Klim began to hear something quite... peculiar. Something impossible.
Drawn from the rock he'd been seated on, Sigma frantically began to search the area. He could swear on his life he could hear a baby's cry. He panicked for a moment, wondering if the Capitol would be so cruel as to throw babies into the Arena as fodder Tributes, food for their muttations. He panicked further when he wondered what he would do if he actually found it in time. But suddenly the crying stopped as Sigma met the eyes of a horned rabbit, its eyes reflecting yellow in the moonlight.
And then it screamed! Not a child's scream, this time, but with Sigma's own voice, though slightly higher pitched. Though Dr. Klim's stomach twisted, he knew it had to be a trick... he'd seen the sort of genetic manipulation the Capitol was capable of. Mimicking voices was not outside of their ability. But now he knew, for certain, his act had been seen through. Before he could draw his throwing knife out of irritation it was gone, darting ahead and leaving a cloud of dust in its wake, shouting as it went. Sigma covered his ears, gathered his resolve, and started in the other direction. Though he was considerably shaken, he knew if he wanted to survive without causing violence, keeping a level head was key...
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"You're a doctor?" He asked thinking about how important an ally he would be for others.
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"I went to school." He started. "Then things got...weird." Which was the understatement of a life time. "Very weird." Where to go next?
"I hurt people. Failed people which got more of them hurt. People died. I should be..." But he wasn't as much as he wished otherwise.
"And now...this." He gestured at the world, there was so little that needed to be said, which was good because he had no idea how to explain the rest of the world outside of this desert.