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[personal profile] khiluz2014-06-15 12:56 am
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( open ) Down on my luck

Who| Fíli and Nasir; Fíli and Kíli
What| Fíli gets seriously injured during a fight, dies from the wounds.
Where| The orchards; later on a hideout
When| Week 4
Warnings/Notes| Well, death. And it's Nasir so I expect some good amount of blood. Lovely things.

Breathing my last. )
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When all of our friends are dead and just a memory; {closed}

Who | Kili and Fili
What | Kili and Fili run into each other at long last
Where | Another random run down house!
When | Backdated during hellrena once more, after the fight with Shepard.
Warning/Notes | Blood, violence, dwarves, etc. Will update as necessary!

And we're side by side it's always been just you and me. )
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ARENA 10-Placid Hollow

The Tributes are taken early in the morning, most of their support teams seeming in good cheer as they dress them in warm clothes, getting them to their tubes. There is obvious comfort in the familiar for the prep teams, and they chatter with, or in some cases, over the heads of their Tributes as they get them ready and load them up.

20

19

18…


If the Tributes could see the area they are passed up into, they would see a deeply overgrown, dilapidated town green, with a large bandstand rotting away in the middle. The spoils of the cornucopia are not gathered in one spot, instead scattered throughout the thigh high grass and weeds around the town green.

Around the edge of the green, the old business stand a silent sentry, looming out of the fog as it thins and winds into them, providing much desired cover.

8

7

6…


But the Tributes cannot see the ground around them. The fog, thicker even than it will be in the rest of the arena, makes the world small around them. The sound of the count down echoes strangely, the tributes seeming too close as the fog brings sounds of their breath, their coughing, the snap of twigs under their feet right to ears of the other Tributes. But with the fog bringing visibility down to only a few feet, it's hard to tell what is a true danger, and what is only the fog playing tricks on them,.

3

2

1


The gong rings out, and the countdown's voice announces "the Arena is now open". The Games have begun.