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thearena2013-07-21 11:39 am
wantsajetpack) wrote in thearena2013-07-21 11:39 am
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Who | Pepper, Danny, and Donny
What| death by Turtle?
Where | Desert arena.
When | Week 4
Warnings/Notes | chicken or death? Sorry all out of Chicken.
Pepper had agreed to stay near the camp, she had just needed to stretch her legs a little. In fact she could still see the camp from where she was standing up on a rock ledge.
The ground trembled a little, that had been happening a lot this week, though so far nothing too dangerous. Taking a small sip from her water she decided to head back, would only be a five minute back to the camp she was sharing with Danny and the Watsons. She'd check the snares she set the night before, maybe she'd be lucky with some small animal.
Feeling like she was being watched the red head turned scanning the rocks above. Surely no one knew where the little camp was right? She had been careful to stay under the ridge line just in case. Shrugging it off she finished walking by the traps, none had been tripped. Looked like she would have to wait until later to check them again. The others were better at this than she was, then again two of them had been in arenas before.
Pepper paused outside the camp a moment, the feeling was back. Dropping the few twigs she had picked up for the fire she moved to draw her knife. "Who's out there?"
What| death by Turtle?
Where | Desert arena.
When | Week 4
Warnings/Notes | chicken or death? Sorry all out of Chicken.
Pepper had agreed to stay near the camp, she had just needed to stretch her legs a little. In fact she could still see the camp from where she was standing up on a rock ledge.
The ground trembled a little, that had been happening a lot this week, though so far nothing too dangerous. Taking a small sip from her water she decided to head back, would only be a five minute back to the camp she was sharing with Danny and the Watsons. She'd check the snares she set the night before, maybe she'd be lucky with some small animal.
Feeling like she was being watched the red head turned scanning the rocks above. Surely no one knew where the little camp was right? She had been careful to stay under the ridge line just in case. Shrugging it off she finished walking by the traps, none had been tripped. Looked like she would have to wait until later to check them again. The others were better at this than she was, then again two of them had been in arenas before.
Pepper paused outside the camp a moment, the feeling was back. Dropping the few twigs she had picked up for the fire she moved to draw her knife. "Who's out there?"
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"Wha..."
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You couldn't be in a good mood while in the arena, it just wasn't possible. But, at least in this case, Danny was sort of in a good mood.
Which quickly went the way of the dodo when he reached the camp site. Well, shit.
"Get the fuck off her!" he pulled out his machete, dropping the poor dead animals on the ground and rushing to Pepper's defense.
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He saw Danny come at him, however, and he had no problem with throwing the knife he'd just picked up at the cop. He still had several left, as well as the horn. And if it was a fight these Tributes wanted? It was a fight they'd get.
He was...maybe going to enjoy it. Maybe he already was. There wasn't much else left to do, after all.
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"I don't think he's all there right now Danny!" Hey normally they'd say something right? She tried kicking again, this time aiming for a knee.