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thearena2012-08-08 07:02 am
the_marshal) wrote in thearena2012-08-08 07:02 am
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Who| Wyatt and... you?
What| Planning his next step
When| The day after the Cornucopia
Where| Let's say S4
Warnings/Notes| None
He'd survived the Cornucopia, and the subsequent swim to the next island. The cut on his arm had been dealt with (hopefully the salt water had cleaned it well enough to keep infection at bay) and the long night, spent just inside the tree line, had been uneventful if restless.
Now, with the sun already on its ascent through the startlingly blue sky, Wyatt stood in the sand, looking out at the rolling waves. Hunger was a gentle itch, scratching at the back of his gut that he could ignore for awhile yet, but thirst, well, that was going to be problem. And soon.
Mustache quirking thoughtfully, he ran a hand over his hair and sighed.
Shoud he follow the beach? Or head deeper into the trees?
What| Planning his next step
When| The day after the Cornucopia
Where| Let's say S4
Warnings/Notes| None
He'd survived the Cornucopia, and the subsequent swim to the next island. The cut on his arm had been dealt with (hopefully the salt water had cleaned it well enough to keep infection at bay) and the long night, spent just inside the tree line, had been uneventful if restless.
Now, with the sun already on its ascent through the startlingly blue sky, Wyatt stood in the sand, looking out at the rolling waves. Hunger was a gentle itch, scratching at the back of his gut that he could ignore for awhile yet, but thirst, well, that was going to be problem. And soon.
Mustache quirking thoughtfully, he ran a hand over his hair and sighed.
Shoud he follow the beach? Or head deeper into the trees?
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He honestly hadn't given much thought to winning, per say. Just surviving. Coming out of this the man he'd walked in. No more, and certainly no less.
"But then, that is just me, and by all means, it's a big beach, don't let me stop your quest for excitement." Had he his hat, he might have tipped it, but, seeing as he didn't, he just gave her a polite nod, and moved to step around her.