Camping trip!

[knifewithnoname]

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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[knifewithnoname]

"Because if you do no be we will be killing you." She looked deadly serious, and though she was much smaller than Diana she held the knife like she knew how to use it and there was very little emotion in her eyes.

She did spare a glance for Sandy, worried about her, maybe she should have let her down a little less violently.

[justoutrunyou]

Sandy to her credit managed not to cry or linger on the splitting pain in her leg. Instead she lowered the umbrella to dig it into the ground and prop herself up better.

"She'll do it. She's been looking for a reason." She warned. She wasn't sure if that still bothered her how willing Pruna was to play the game that way. But it sure made her life easier so there was no sense in fighting it. Pruna got her hands dirty so Sandy didn't have to.

[keep_surviving]

Her expression is one of bafflement at Pruna's way of speaking.

"Well, that's a little harsh." Diana puts on a pout, her hands on her hips. "Especially coming from someone who sounds like they're having a stroke."

[knifewithnoname]

Pruna stepped forward, knife held menacingly. "What do you be meaning by that?" She glared at the girl, ready to attack, knife glinting in the candy reflected light.

[justoutrunyou]

Sandy felt a tension in her chest as she could feel the potential threshold for violence rising with each passing second. She wanted to warn the girl again to think very carefully about whatever she was about to say but the moment seemed to be passing too quickly and she couldn't form the words without feeling like she was inviting the violence on herself.

So she remained tense, fingers gripping tight till the knuckles turned white on her umbrella and she hoped that if Pruna decided to end this girl, she would do it quick.

[keep_surviving]

"That." Diana replies, trying to step back. "What you just said, that's what I mean."

She hopes talking will be enough of a distraction for now.

[knifewithnoname]

Unfortunately Pruna was mad, and when she was mad distractions didn't really work. She moved suddenly, leaping at the other girl teeth bared and knife aimed at her throat. She didn't try for subtlety, she just wanted to kill the older girl so she would shut up.

[justoutrunyou]

Feeling her stomach drop into her feet Sandy fought the urge to shout out a warning to Diana. It was still so unsettling to her, seeing Pruna lash out or strike to kill. She told herself she should watch and learn from the skilled assassins actions but...she couldn't. And so she turned away flinching, waiting for the inevitable screams and cursing. She'd look back in a moment to make sure Pruna was OK.

But the first strike always was hard for Sandy.

[keep_surviving]

Diana barely had time to see the knife coming and acted on instinct, throwing her hands up and trying to move out of range. But this was no terrified fumbling child from the FAYZ. It was Pruna who had aimed for her neck and Pruna knew what she was doing.

It was only Diana's cruel luck that saved her.

Her movement made the blade knock against her collar bone and knick at the bottom of her forearm. She scrambles backwards, blood already staining her white costume. "What the hell is your problem?!"

[knifewithnoname]

"Be fucking shutting up." She snarled back, pressing forwards, aiming for her side this time angry that her first strike had missed the neck.

[justoutrunyou]

Sandy had yet to truly see Pruna's savage nature. Time and time again they had gotten into fights with other tributes but Pruna did not always draw blood. In this case Sandy couldn't help but feel Diana was not the most difficult of targets for Pruna to lash out at.

And yet she was still alive so that was something.

She wanted to stop her. Wanted to tell Pruna to leave her alone but it flew in the face of everything the capitol wanted.

The rebellious part of Sandy took hold of that and urged her to speak up, to save Diana and risk her friendship with Pruna on the simple basis of right and wrong.

But...if Diana would just wake up in the capitol was it still so wrong?

Yes! Of course it was! It was murder even if the consequences were temporary!

But if she acted rashly now what would it mean in the long run?

Gridlocked by these questions Sandy did not in fact speak up just yet.

[keep_surviving]

Diana desperately tried to move back out of reach but couldn't avoid Pruna's advancement. Her luck held out and she stumbled perfectly out of the way of the blade.

She should have used that to turn and run. Head back into that bright forest where she'd stick out like a sore thumb. Or get a knife in her back before she reached the treeline.

Yeh, not likely.

Instead she used the space the trip had given her to move past Pruna and towards Sandy. Dumbstuck Sandy, who she grabbed roughly by the hair and stood above.

She brought her foot to rest on the young girls bloodied leg, her knee bent, ready put her full body weight down into the injury.

"Don't you dare step any closer!" She clutched at the bleeding skin of her neck, panicked eyes glaring at Pruna. "Don't think I won't do it!"

[knifewithnoname]

"Fuck." Pruna span as she lost Dana and chased after her to see her grab Sandy. Pruna skidded to a stop on the candy and glared at her, knife still in her hand.

"Be letting go of her you asshole. Or you will be regretting it, I will be ripping you apart and making you be wishing you did be being dead." Her eyes glinted dangerously, wondering if she could throw a knife accurately enough yet, to kill her in one and keep Sandy out of danger.

[justoutrunyou]

Well...this had gotten out of hand quickly.

She yelped feeling pain in the roots of her hair and even the slightest touch on her leg had her shaking. Tears in her eyes. She had gotten so used to feeling helpless all on her own she'd forgotten what it felt like to be at the mercy of someone who wasn't Pruna.

Trying to control her ragged breathing but aware of how much pain was about to be brought down upon her she found it difficult to focus on anything but making pathetic fearful noises and holding as still as possible.

She hoped Pruna knew what she was doing. She hoped Diana wasn't as cruel as all that.

She hoped that the pain would make her pass out if Diana was that cruel.

[keep_surviving]

Diana's jaw tightens and she starts to apply pressure to Sandys leg. "No, 'you be letting me go', asshole."

Her tone was caught between mockery and anger as she shot Prunas words and insult back at her.

She can see Pruna concentrating and she uses her grip on Sandy hair to pull the girl's upper body infront of her like a shield. "Now."

[knifewithnoname]

Pruna's eyes flashed anger again but she flipped the dagger, the blade pointing up her arm instead of towards her, her arm dropped to her side.

"I will no be harming you, but if you do no be giving her back right now I will be taking your fucking eyes."

[justoutrunyou]

Sandy let out a hiss and whimper as the pressure was applied that turned into a full wail as Diana pulled on her hair.

"LEMMEGOLEMMEGOLEMMEGOHOHOOOOOO!" She begged clawing feebly at Diana's wrist with her chewed on fingernails. It was a bad habit of Sandy's that in this moment she regretted. Claws would be much more useful right now.

The pain in her leg was like shards of glass being dug into her nerves and it was all she could do to keep from wetting herself as Diana threatened to make it so much worse.

[keep_surviving]

Diana's stomach knotted and twisted at Sandys crying. She didn't want to hear this kind of thing. Not ever again.

And why did she have to do this? Why was she suddenly the bad guy? Wasn't the other chick the one waving a knife around? She wasn't doing this because she wanted to.

It made her angry. She tugged at Sandys hair again, wishing she'd shut up.

"Not until that thing is out of your reach." She nods her head at the knife, then towards the left of them. "Toss it."

[knifewithnoname]

Pruna's eyes just glinted, she couldn't think when Sandy was crying like that. She really needed to learn to not be such a baby!

"Be letting her go." She tossed the knife, away from herself but away from Diana as well.

[justoutrunyou]

And it was at that moment where something in Sandy clicked and as she continued to sob and try to stop feeling the pain her leg kicked out in desperation aiming for Diana's throwing behind it force based on how painful her leg was and how badly she wanted it to stop.

[keep_surviving]

Diana winced a little at the kick but refused to take her eyes off Pruna.

"Be catching her." She mockingly replied before yanking Sandys head back roughly then shoving her forward further onto the ground.

With that Diana made an immediate turn and dashed for the tree line without looking back.

[knifewithnoname]

Pruna dashed forward, reaching out to catch Sandy before she hit the floor. Proud of her for kicking, for fighting back.

"Bitch." She shouted in Diana's direction. "Cocksucking motherfucking cumdumpster," She used one of the curses Howard had taught her. "I will be taking your eyes, and killing you slowly. You will be begging to be dying." Her eyes glinted as she checked Sandy for injuries.

[justoutrunyou]

Sandy was shaking like a leaf from the pain that had subsided but was throbbing now with heat and swelling spreading from her broken bone.

"S-sorry." She groaned and buried her tear stained face in Pruna's shoulder clutching desperately at her friend. Her hero. The only reason she was still here.

"I'm so sorry"

[knifewithnoname]

Pruna shook her slightly. "Be stopping that." She snapped, "Your face do be leaking again."

She poked Sandy's cheek. "I should have been killing her, so she could have no been hurting you." She wrinkled her nose and rummaged through the bag to look for the first aid kit.

[justoutrunyou]

"My fault." She muttered "My fault...I should have gotten out of the way." She tried rubbing the tears out of her eyes.

"you'll get her next time..." She added already trying to make her friend feel better about the setback.