Team ups

[wantwhatiwant]

Who| Ian Gallagher, Blaine and open
What| Team up! Then anyone who wants to come hang out/be chased away/other shenanigans of week one (if you want to have a thread with them just jump in a new thread and the two of them will find you.)
Where| The jungle
When| About a day after Cornucopia
Warnings/Notes| None yet

If Ian wasn't sore and freezing from the downpour he had just been caught in he would have laughed at how badly he was doing in this arena. He hadn't thought it could go worse than the last where he had been poisoned and died within half an hour, but somehow it had.

He had managed to get nothing but a couple of rotten apples, which he had kept just in case, and an equally rotten piece of wood, which he had also kept, it could be a weapon, who said Gallagher's weren't resourceful?

He had thought that he wouldn't need the apples seeing all the fruit and animals around in the jungle. But trying some fruit had given him stomach cramps that had all but made him a sitting duck if anyone had found his hiding place, as it was he had had to fight off vines, and had luckily been able to climb a tree.

So the food was out. Two rotten apples and a piece of wood it was. Ian moved through jungle not staying still wondering if there was any end to it. A noise made him pause, and he lifted the piece of wood, ready.

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[wantwhatiwant]

"You did?" Ian swung round to face him. "Yeah." He admitted sheepishly. "I managed to get two apples, and they were rotten." He's rather embarrassed about that.

[mediumdrip]

"That sucks," Blaine said as he opened his pack. "And not very fair. Why would they put rotten apples in with the good stuff?" He took out a potato and a can of tuna, as well as the drink that reminded him a lot of Gatorade. He had to hand the food to Ian in order to balance on the branch.

"Do you mind eating the potato raw? I don't think there's a way for us to cook it up here."

[wantwhatiwant]

Ian held it whilst Blaine got his balance and grinned, "Looks like a feast." He broke off a branch to try and use the sharp end to open the can.

"Yeah, raw potatoes aren't that bad." He tried to stay cheerful, after all no use wallowing in misery. "When we were younger, before Fiona became as brilliant as she is now our power got shut off a lot." He explained as he broke the potato in half with the stick and handed half to Blaine.

[mediumdrip]

Blaine took a half and smiled a bit. "Well, at least that means they won't make us sick," he offered. He tried to help get the can open so that they could have some protein too.

"I have a tent too," he said. "It's small and will only really fit one person comfortably, but we've shared a sleeping bag before, right?" he suggested. "We'd have to find a good place to use it first..." He looked down towards the ground, frowning just a bit."

[wantwhatiwant]

They succeeded at prying the lid off at least and Ian handed it over so Blaine could help himself, it was his tuna after all.

"Yeah, don't want to take chances with those vines. The jungle must end somewhere..." Hopefully. Maybe not, who knew.

[mediumdrip]

Blaine ate a bit of the tuna with his hands. It wasn't exactly clean, but it was food. Real food.

He handed it over with more than half of it left and then looked around as he cleaned his fingers with his mouth and shirt. "I wonder if we can get higher and take a look?"

[wantwhatiwant]

Ian ate hungrily, also glad at the fact it was food, and good food at that even cold and uncooked.

"I'm sure we can, the branches should hold our weight for a bit higher yet."

[mediumdrip]

Blaine felt relieved watching Ian eat, because he knew that his friend was going to have strength for whatever else the day tossed at them. He nodded a bit. "After we eat and get this stuff packed up again we can check it out."

[wantwhatiwant]

Ian nodded, devouring the last pieces of potato and tuna in silence. "It'll be nice to see if this jungle ever fucking ends." He sighed, licking the last of the tuna from his fingers, not willing to let a scrap of it go to waste.

"Ready?"

[mediumdrip]

Blaine packed everything up neatly again as he waited. When Ian was done he nodded and put it back on. "You want to go first? I'll spot you?"

[wantwhatiwant]

"Can you climb well?" Because Ian wasn't likely to fall. At least if he did it would have been a waste of all that training he had done over the last few years, and if Blaine was a bit less steady he would rather he went first. Better they both survived.

[mediumdrip]

"Probably not as well as I need to," he admitted after a moment, frowning a bit.

[wantwhatiwant]

"Then you go first. I'll spot you." He told him, waving him up. "I'm good at climbing."

[mediumdrip]

Blaine grinned a bit. "You're just better at all of the physical stuff," he admitted, though he didn't seem to mind being around someone who was better than him at something. It would probably have bothered him if they were comparing singing voices though, even if that kind of petty need to outshine others seemed pretty silly now.

He pushed up, moving carefully to get a better footing to climb up.

[wantwhatiwant]

Ian shrugged though he did grin, apart from his fighting; which he tried to not show off at all at home because he was scared of losing control, of letting all the anger out and ending up in jail, he was quite proud of his abilities.

"You'll get better with practice." He told him, beginning to climb behind him, "In my family you learn to survive quick and stuff like climbing and running is useful." Amazing how police wouldn't bother bolting over walls after you for the sake of stolen milk or cheese.

[mediumdrip]

Blaine smiled a bit. "The most that I've learned is how to dance," he said. "If we have a dance themed Arena, I'm set."

[wantwhatiwant]

"Well then I'll be relying on you." Ian winced, "I'll be screwed."

[mediumdrip]

"Yeah probably," Blaine agreed, chuckling just a bit. "At least I'd help you look good?"

[wantwhatiwant]

"I'd need all the help I could get with that." He grinned, scanning the next part of the tree for a way up.

[mediumdrip]

Blaine looked over Ian's body, "You don't look too bad," he promised.

He was careful not to make that sound too flirtatious, especially since he knew it was possible that people were watching. He adopted that platonic tone he used when he complimented Tina or one of his other friends from home.

[wantwhatiwant]

"Thanks." He grinned, probably making the entire exchange look more flirty than Blaine intended, but he can't help it. He swung up onto another branch.

"High enough? Or shall we go up a bit more?"

[mediumdrip]

"I think we should be safe here," Blaine said after a moment. "Unless you want to go higher?"

[wantwhatiwant]

"Should be fine." He nodded and began plotting a path through the trees. "Might as well keep moving."

[mediumdrip]

Blaine chuckled a bit. "Okay, okay," he said, teasing a bit. "Lead the way."

[wantwhatiwant]

Ian gave a mock salute and began moving through the trees, he figured all those pull ups were coming in handy as more than a way to show off.

[mediumdrip]

Blaine moved after him, still keeping an eye on him. He felt better being in this place with Ian, even if he knew it wouldn't really save him in the end.

Good end?

[wantwhatiwant]

Yes! <3

[mediumdrip]