thearena | Camping trip!

Who| Pruna, Sandy and open
What| Sandy gets a tent, the girls go on an adventure. Come meet them!
Where| Candy arena, all places (they are traveling around)
When| Week 3
Warnings/Notes| Let us know if you want both girls, just Sandy or just Pruna in your subject line! Also if she doesn't know you Pruna may attack so let us know if that's okay/if you want your character to be injured

[At the gingerbread house] Pruna stabbed another doki doki and threw it as far as she could, watching as the others ran after it leaving the path to the house clear. It was becomming annoying, they were attracting more doki doki than they could eat.

And almost more than they could handle. She went to open the door when she saw a parachute attached to a larger than usual package, and a second one with a smaller package. Picking them up she saw that they were both for Sandy. She burst into the house with a grin.

"Someone do be liking you." She threw them over.

[Throughout the week, anywhere] The tent is a small fit, and difficult to carry when Pruna was still mostly carrying Sandy, but it meant they could leave the house.

It was strange that night and day were so short, and the noise was starting to drive Pruna crazy even though they took turns using the ear plugs she had got in the package she had grabbed at the Cornucopia.

But still, moving around and seeing more of the arena, it made Pruna feel like she was doing something.

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She continued sneaking forwards, knife in hand. The water would be useful; even if Pruna was of the age that living off milkshake was not a problem, and the weapons. Even though she had a knife, and a sword the more she had the better. And it meant less armed opponents.

She glanced back to check that Sandy was hidden, before leaping from her hide out, knife aimed at his kidney, roughly. He was big and looked like he could fight, so her best bet was to kill him before he realised what was going on and take his stuff.

Sandy winced but managed to keep her mouth shut. Just watching the attack made her hurt. Her leg gave a hot throb sending a wave of pain through her but she did her best to focus on Pruna in case she needed help.

Sandy was almost positive she wouldn't need help.

Sandy really hoped she wouldn't need help.

He could definitely fight, and he spotted her just as she leapt out, Not as soon as he'd have liked, and he knew that was down to a number of things, but soon enough to bring up an arm to block her knife as he jumped back and drew his own sword.

"Listen, kid, I don't wanna kill you, but if it's you or me, I know who I'm gonna pick."

Normally, he'd pick the kid, but he had other people to think of now.

When her knife was blocked she jumped back into a crouch, watching the sword warily, knife ready.

"Just be giving me everything you do be having and there will be being no killing today." She told him, teeth bared.

The odds were getting steadily worse every second. Now he was aware of her. Now he had a sword and she still only had a dagger.

Sandy nervously wrung her hands on the handle to the umbrella and wondered if somehow she could hobble her way behind him. She couldn't imagine him NOT noticing her approach unless she crawled while Pruna kept him busy. But his back would have to be to her and even then it was a long shot.

Hunkering down in her hiding place to watch she once again thanked whatever luck she had to be on the same side as Pruna, and hoped her rotten luck wouldn't rub off on the little assassin.

He settled into a defensive stance himself, keeping his eyes on her, checking his peripherals for anybody she might have brought with her.

"Yeah, that's not gonna happen, sweetheart. I'll make you a deal, though. You go on your merry way, and I'll go on mine, and we can forget this whole thing ever happened."

And maybe he could ignore the itching in his fingers encouraging him to perpetrate violence on somebody for the way they kept killing off his people. At least until he had somebody to perpetrate it on who wasn't a kid.

"I do no be being a sweetheart and why should I be accepting your deal?" She glared at him, doing much the same, checking to make sure he had no friends ready to back him up.

She didn't trust him though, he knew where they were and there was nothing to stop him turning on them once they agreed to his deal.

Sandy felt somewhat the same way. The only thing that might save them from betrayal was being children, and the fact that she was a child more then willing to kill him meant that whoever this guy was would have to have ALOT more tolerance and will then most grown ups she knew.

She crossed her fingers and hoped that whatever happened she wouldn't lose her best friend.

"Because your other option is getting out of this dead or close to it," he said, shifting his stance slightly. It was clear from the way he moved, the way he held his sword, that he was an expert in this, glittering handle or not.

Pruna wrinkled her nose, taking in his stance and glancing back at Sandy behind her. She could fight, she wanted to fight but if she got injured no one could protect Sandy.

It was stupid but it was the way things were, and there was no shame from stepping away, not when it gave her an advantage, his stuff was probably rubbish anyways.

"Okay. Deal, but if I do be seeing you again you will be dying. I do be promising."

Sandy said nothing, but she felt her stomach fall out in the bottom as she realized the truth.

She was holding Pruna back.

She had been able to lie to herself up to this point that she was helping with ideas and support but really...Pruna was doing all the work.

And Sandy was a weight dragging her down.

It was a depressing thought made better only by the fact that the fight seemed to be...for the moment, averted.

He held his stance, keeping his eyes both on the girl in front of him and what he could see of her friend in the background. "You're more than welcome to try, kid. Wouldn't be the first time."

He wasn't sure he could actually bring himself to kill a kid. What if she didn't come back? That Draco guy hadn't. The possibility existed, and he wouldn't want that on his head. The others wouldn't thank him, either, if he had to kill a kid to keep them alive.

Still, at the moment, survival was foremost on his mind.

"I will be." She backed away, not taking her eyes off him though, waiting for him to move on, not trusting him not to turn and attack them anyways.

Sandy remained stone still watching as the metaphorical dust settled. Just one of many clashes that she presumed would leave the audience wanting.

Waiting for another death, and feeling cheated by the girls and that man for having denied them the thrill.

There wouldn't be any rewards for this little skirmish. But they were still alive, and that was a good start.

Clint wasn't about to turn his back on her either, and considering she was the one who attacked, he kind of thought he had better reason for that. He backed away himself, keeping his eyes on her the whole time.

Once Pruna had backed up to Sandy she reached out to help her to her feet. "Be coming, we do be leaving." She continued looking behind her, to make sure they weren't being followed.

Sandy accepted the help graciously and took her position at Pruna's back once more.

"You have any idea how totally awesome you are facing down guys like him?"

Sandy may have been worried when it happened, but Pruna was nothing if not impressive.

Pruna grinned and looked down, embarrassed at the compliment, not really knowing what to do with it. Especially since she had not really done anything, and backed away from a fight.

"I will be killing him next time." She muttered over her shoulder.

Camping trip!

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Annnd another thread wrapped up. Pruna is doing very well this arena

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