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Post by Seryna on Apr 5, 2012 23:14:37 GMT -5
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Post by Aeon The Phoenix on Jun 30, 2012 2:49:03 GMT -5
Forest soon gave way to snowbanks, frost and icy cold winds as Tank fled into the Tundra as per Jasmine's request. The tributes had been going in a straight line since the birds, so hopefully he was still easy enough for the others to find and catch up with.
In a small stroke of rare luck, Tank was still wearing his thermal gear from the night's sleep - a fact that now paid off as his clothes served to take the bite out of the chill factor.
"Think we stop... wait for others." Tank said to Klo, seeing if the blind girl had any objections. This was the place she originally wanted to die in... how strong was her resolve to do so? Tank wasn't going to influence her decision though - with her sight stolen from her Klo deserved to at least keep what dignity and choices she had remaining to her.
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Post by grrbot on Jun 30, 2012 12:13:59 GMT -5
"Thanks." Klo mustered a smile. She immediately felt the frigid air whip at her air but thankfully she wore her thermal underwear that Rory had allowed her to change into before she tied her up. Klo slid her backpack onto the frosty ground and rummaged for her gloves until she found a material that resembled that of a pair of gloves and traced the outline. Sure enough it was a pair of gloves and she slid them on. Klo wiped a tear forming in her eyes. She couldn't help but feel sorry for the tributes back at the lake. She felt as though she had caused it.
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Post by Seryna on Jun 30, 2012 19:03:31 GMT -5
The first thing that you notice is the chill. The weather at the Forrest and the Lake had been a pleasnat 70 degrees in the day; 50 at night. The Tundra; however; had no warmth. Your breath puffs out in front of you with icy crystals. The mild perspiration Tank had worked up at the Lake chilled his skin now; causing him to shiver. The best option seemed to be to change into the extra pair of under clothes, don the orange fleece jackets and zip up the grey winter jackets. As Tank glances around; he sees a cluster of three thin, bare trees ten feet ahead of them. Perhaps that could be a wind break from the biting wind that made ones' eyes water and brought the sting of cold to your face.
Klo could feel the crunch of snow under her feet as she stood; donning her gloves. Locating her fleece jacket and winter jacket should be the next priority. She could not see the tundra; but she could hear the howling wind whipping around her.
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Post by Kulvar on Jun 30, 2012 23:31:26 GMT -5
Jasmine Coverfield, District 11 Female[/u]
Jasmine shivered as she broke from the tree cover and into the tundra. She spotted the alliance a short distance off, with Rory a few steps ahead of her. As the adrenaline drained out of her system, and the cold hit her a little harder, she slowed down. She shivered again, limp becoming more prominent as she moved closer. She adjusted her bow, pulled her pack around to the front and started pulling her extra winter clothing out.
She shed her pack and bows, and quiver as she got up next to Tank and company, panting lightly. She tossed her winter gear over her shoulder. She let herself drop down onto the snow and looked closer at her slashed and bitten leg. It hurt, and hurt badly, blood still welling up from her wounds, though not nearly as bad as when it first happened.
"Tank," she said as she looked up at the giant of a boy, "I could use some of yer expertise. An'..." she glanced to Rory, "I'm glad yuh came when you did... Ah didn't wanna fight them bird things, but won't gonna leave you b'hind."
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Post by Aeon The Phoenix on Jul 1, 2012 3:05:33 GMT -5
With the chill starting to bite into his skin, Tank hurriedly donned his spare cold clothing. Hopefully if... when the others caught up they'd have enough to deal with the bitter cold. Those trees ahead could provide some shelter...
He looked at Klo next to him, starting to shiver involuntarily from the harsh temperature as she fumbled for her gloves. Squatting down next to her, Tank rummaged in her backpack and found a fleecy jacket, pressing one of the arm holes towards her gloved hand.
"Jacket." he said, his tone gentle as he asked, "Need a hand?"
The awaited response was delayed by the arrival of Jasmine and Rory, the former's bag hitting the ground beside him resulting in Tank whirling round aggressively with axe in hand. As he saw Rory, Rowan and Jasmine, he immediately relaxed and smiled warmly at the three girls, saying their names aloud for Klo's benefit. The smile faded somewhat as he noted their injuries, and he immediately started hunting in his backpack for a medicine kit at Jasmine's request for his expertise.
"Jace and Lallek not with you?" Tank inquired.
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Post by grrbot on Jul 1, 2012 12:52:21 GMT -5
"Are you sure? I've already got a winter jacket..." Klo whispers as she pulls out the jacket from her backpack. She smiles hearing the arrival of Rory, Jasmine and Rowan. She heard tank hurry off. There was no doubt they probably had injuries. Klo was thankful tank came to the rescue. They probably would have pecked her to death.
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Post by Seryna on Jul 1, 2012 13:21:42 GMT -5
"I'm cold with only my fleece jacket." [/b]Micha replied to Klo; rummaging in her bag to pull out her winter overcoat to pull on over her fleece jacket. She echoes Tank's question; wondering. "Is Jace okay?"
"Jasmine; I have your jacket."[/b] Pearl states; shrugging out of it and handing it to the other girl. "I have one in my pack. Thank you for loaning me your jacket." [/b] She smiles; with gratitude. The girl moves into her own pack; pulling out her fresh set of thermals. Pearl quickly pulls off her set from yesterday and dons the new pair; lightning fast. She shivers until she zips up her fleece and dons her grey winter coat.
"Oh thats better."[/b] The blonde rubs her arms. "Its so cold here." [/b] She looks behind Jasmine; checking the treeline.
"Lallek...?"[/b]
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Post by Seryna on Jul 1, 2012 14:16:27 GMT -5
As the tributes recover from the grueling race from the mutations; the sun slowly climbs over the horizon.
"Good morning, tributes..." A booming voice comes from the sky of the arena. "There has been a rule change. More than one victor may be crowned if an alliance manages to locate these Victor's Bracelets that have been placed in the arena."
An image of a bracet - simple; with an emblem of the capial on the side - is projected onto the sky.
"Three maps have been placed with the location of three Victor's Bracelets. There are two stipulations
A) Only one alliance will survive. If the Bracelets are distributed amongst more than one alliance; the Games continue until one alliance is victorious.
B) Another bracelet will be placed for excellent acts of valor and determination by the dominant alliance.
There are no gaurantees how many bracelets will be in place. I suggest that you hurry, tributes. May the odds be ever in your favor."
Instead of fading; the sky projects an image. It is of the Forrest; with a shimmering, golden colored map at the top of a tree. The tree seems to tower a good twenty feet above the others; suggesting a hefty climb.
The image then changes to that of blue water. The camera dives below the surface and plummets to a dark; rocky bottom. There; a shimmering tube holds another map.
The image goes white; then pulls back to reveal swirling snow flakes. A flat, white ground is portrayed; with grey rocks evenly spaced. The camera zooms along the rocks before zooming out...
With these clues revealed; the images fade.
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Post by Aeon The Phoenix on Jul 1, 2012 14:39:48 GMT -5
Tank fished out the medicine kit he had been searching for in his backpack just in time for the announcement to occur. As he watched, what he saw made his heart leap in his chest. So that was potentially 4 bracelets? Rory, Rowan and himself could get home! But they currently had an alliance of six... Tank looked at the four remaining members of his Alliance briefly before concentrating on fixing up Jasmine's injuries. Killing Klo would be cold blooded murder... especially cowardly as she couldn't defend herself in her current state. He was healing Jasmine as he spoke... to attack her would be an affront to the skills he was currently performing. Pearl had been with them since the beginning of the Games, and they'd saved Micha from two sets of muttations now. Tank couldn't picture himself killing anyone here - not unless they forced his hand. Tank rolled 7 dice to "Medicine" 10,10,8,3,5,6,6,1,8 (4 successes)
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Post by Kulvar on Jul 1, 2012 17:32:32 GMT -5
Jasmine Coverfield, District 11 Female[/u]
Jasmine smiled, though it was pained, at Pearl as she returned her winter jacket. She'd loaned the garment to keep the little district 4 tribute warm through the night. Almost without thinking about it even. She willingly accepted it back and pulled it on as Tank began his work on her wounded leg.
"Nuh problem," she said, adding a hiss of pain to Tank's work. It was nothing, really, compared to the 10 lashings she got for stealing an apple once. She'd not ask for any of the precious painkillers in the medkit, and 'tough it out.'
As Micha and Pearl posed questions about Lallek and Jace, Jasmine shook her head. She would be perfectly happy if the boys got themselves killed. Hell, she felt they deserved it. But the girls were their district mates, and Jasmine could sympathize their concern. She shook her head... she'd been ready to kill Lallek, still was, but hadn't.
"No cannons," she said in response. "They ain't runnin' this way. But we ain't heard a cannon blast, suh, they're still alive."
She smiled as Tank finished his work on her. "Ah think yer missed yer calling, Tank. Thank you very much."
She didn't comment for a long moment after the announcement. Bracelets. Possibly four of them. They had an alliance of six. She wanted to bring home the District 7 tributes with herself... the little District 4 tribute and Jace's Districtmate... She'd helped Pearl stay warm last night without a second thought. Could she possibly slit their throats with just as little effort? A passing thought hoped that Sorrel and Odin didn't force her to make any other hard decisions. If it came down to it, she settled that she would end Micha and Pearl, if nothing else than to spare the District 7 Tributes of having to do the dark deed.
But for now, they were all for one and one for all. Burning, killing, bridges could wait until later. "Th' one in th' forest seems easiest tuh find, but it'd mean goin' back into the territory o' th'birds. Th' one in th'snow and rock could be here or th'mountains. With Tank's handy needle, I think I could get up tuh get up tuh th'top wit' Rory. Is anybody a strong swimmer?"
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Post by grrbot on Jul 1, 2012 17:40:34 GMT -5
Klo didn't hear any objections from Tank so she slid his fleece on and threw her snow coat on over top. She immediately felt warmer and grateful for Tank's generosity. When the announcement was played, Klo thought to herself that she didn't want the bracelet. She already told the alliance she was gonna die off, and make no attempt at surviving, Hell she didn't even know why they were still here. The deal was to drop Klo off at the tundra and they will probably leave. But Klo did enjoy their Company and wished they wouldn't leave her for dead. But they needed to find those bracelets and survive. "Go..." Klo whispers. "Go and find those bracelets once your done. Thank you for helping me get here but I want you to survive and that means getting those bracelets." Klo says as she wipes a tear from her face.
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Post by CuteLikeMurder on Jul 1, 2012 18:02:05 GMT -5
Rory Noland: District Seven Female Tribute
The cold hit Rory's body like a punch in the gut. She was breathing heavily, her lips drying out already. She took the winter coat out of her bag and grabbed the gloves. For a moment she was silent; her mind working out what just happened. She could hardly believe it so she went through the motions. My name is Aurora Noland. I'm from District 7. This is the 25th Hunger Games. I volunteered to save Gable's sister. These are my alliance members. It's my job to make sure they get home.[/color]
This relaxed her, got her mind focused. "Jace and Lallek ran deeper into the forest. I lost sight of them."[/color] She told Pearl and Micha. "But Jasmine is right. No cannons means they're not dead. But I don't know if they're hurt or where they are."[/color]
She wanted to say she didn't care. She wished it was true even. But Rory knew that wasn't true. She cared too much. And often and the risk of those around her.
My name is Aurora Noland. I'm from District 7. This is the 25th Hunger Games. I volunteered to save Gable's sister. These are my alliance members. It's my job to make sure they get home.[/color]
Tears welled in her eyes and froze as they trickled down her cheeks. Four bracelets. One alliance gets to go home. Rory could do this. "Pearl is from District four, so I'm betting she's a good swimmer. But the rest of us... We're a lumber district. You need a tree house we're your people. But swimming... I don't know."[/color]
Rory paused thinking about something. "I think there's a bracelet here. So we'll check here first if not, we'll move to the mountains. We don't want to be here when the sun goes down. But I think we'll need to go back to the forest. To really dominate this, we'll need at least two bracelets. It'll make us targets. But it will also ensure someone else doesn't get a bracelet. One less alliance to deal with."[/color]
She turned toward Klo, kneeling next to her. "Klo it's Rory... I'm going to touch you. I'm unarmed."[/color] Her hand rested on back of Klo's neck and Rory brought her face toward Klo until they were touching foreheads. "Klo, you don't need to die alone. But if it's still your wish, we'll leave you to it."[/color]
Rory pulled back. "Klo, I'm sorry. For everything. For these games, for us being in them. Everything."[/color]
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Post by Seryna on Jul 1, 2012 18:30:09 GMT -5
"If Pearl could reach the map because she's the tribute from district four; so could Lallek." Rowan points out pragmatically. She has pulled out her skin and drinks deeply for several moments; before lowering her skin. "We should probably prioritize. Which map do we need first? "Lallek did swim well in training center."[/b] Micha recalled. "I'd assume they may go back there." "I'm not sure I'd go right back there. Those birds are vicious." Pearl looked conflicted. "But I bet we'll see them again; trying for all of the maps."
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Post by Aeon The Phoenix on Jul 1, 2012 18:52:28 GMT -5
Tank frowned at Klo's speech. "If we're not leaving yet, no rush for that. I agree that it looked like one of those maps was hidden around here. Our district could easily nab that Forest map and I would hazard a guess we're the biggest Alliance at present... The obvious suggestion would be split up and take out two maps simultaneously, but I'm not so sure that's a good idea..."
A thought occurred to Tank as he suddenly checked the backpacks.
"We never split the gear with Jace and Lallek... if they didn't have any medkits, they'll be stupid to risk going after the Lake map with those bloodthirsty birds in their path. And speaking of medkits... are there any more injuries I can tend to?"
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Post by grrbot on Jul 1, 2012 19:56:07 GMT -5
Klo sighed. "I want you to go and live alright. That means going after the maps and I dont want you staying here tending to me. I'm already weak and helpless and i'm gonna die sooner or later. Its not like I can make a wish and magically get my vision back. Dont you understand? I have no chance at winning therefore its useless to stay here and wait for me to die. Hell it could take a couple dies and by that time the others could've taken the maps. And Rory why are you apologizing to me? Its not our faults that we were stuck in this stupid mess.... Go on. Go get those maps." Klo whispers as she wipes tears from her eyes.
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Post by CuteLikeMurder on Jul 1, 2012 20:02:20 GMT -5
Rory Noland: District Seven Female Tribute
"We didn't?"[/color] Rory asked, almost shocked. Her brow furrowed. She didn't want it to be like this. But this was the way it was. And Jace and Lallek whether she liked it or not had chosen their fate the moment Lallek lit that fire without checking with everyone first. They sealed it when he started screaming in the middle of the night. She'd kill Lallek if they crossed paths again. Jace too if he was still alive when Lallek found them again. But she wouldn't say that out loud. Not to Pearl or Micha. Maybe Jasmine. Jasmine would understand.
My name is Aurora Noland. I am the tribute from District 7. These are my alliance members. It's my job to make sure they get home.[/color]
"We need to eat first,"[/color] Rory said. "Before we do anything we need to eat first. Like a real meal. And we should fill all of the water skins. We can put them in the snow to cool the water down. But we'll need our strength. We'll have to get moving before midday. So we drink up. We eat up. We drink again and fill our water skins and head out."[/color]
She looked at everyone. She paused, with a heavy sigh. "We're here, we might as well search the tundra first. Then the mountains, then the lake. Klo you should eat too. And maybe we should gather up some food. Maybe hunt."[/color]
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Post by Kulvar on Jul 1, 2012 20:27:10 GMT -5
Jasmine Coverfield, District 11 Female
Jasmine pulled on her extra winter gear before taking out her tin of jerky and offering it around and chewing on a piece herself. She put the jerky back and put her pack back into place. Rory was right, they needed to eat and a hot meal was sounding really, really good right about now. She took a bite from the jerky, forced herself to her feet and slung her bow over her shoulder.
"I got matches, an' this 'ere wood doesn't look too bad off. We can..." she trailed off. The pot that had been boiling water was Lallek and Jace's. It had gone with them. She glanced skyward, almost as though asking her mentors to send something for them to use. Her next question was half for them and half for her alliance mates. "I dun suppose anybody's gottanother pot fer boilin' water in?"
In any case, it was a small thing. She still had the better part of two waterskins full of purified water. She still felt tired, but eating was a priority, and since her leg had been patched up, she felt at least a little bit obligated to get more food. She took out her waterproof matches.
"Tank... make the best of these," she said as she gave the matches to him. "We eat'n'then we plan how best tuh get at these maps." She swung the lightest of her waterskins around and took a drink before looking at Rory. "I'll go out wit'cha. I'm gettin' really good with meh bow."
She took a couple steps, testing her injured leg. It hurt, but it could be far worse. "We ain't gonna do nothin' to you Klo without yer say so, an' while we got spare food," she glanced at Rory. The District 7 girl was sort of their defunct leader, even though Jasmine didn't entirely agree with feeding the blinded career, "we'll give you some. Rory, while we're lookin' 'round fer game, we can keep an eye out fer th'map container tha'looked like it was 'ere in the tundra. Think th'rest o'yuh could make it all homey fer our return?"
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Post by Seryna on Jul 2, 2012 12:48:28 GMT -5
At the announcement; Rowan[/b] glanced instinctively to her district mates Rory and Tank; with an affirming nod of approval. As the Game Maker elaborated the stipulations; her eyes swept towards Jasmine. She looks Jasmine in the eyes for a beat; perhaps considering the possibilities laid forth by the Game maker. Rowan purposely seems to avoid eye contact with Pearl and Micha. As Jasmine speaks; Rowan lifts her skin and takes another drink; then closes it and shakes it.
Rowan rummaged in her bag; pulling out a tin of jerky. Checking her bag; she states. ""I still have my cooking pot."[/b] Rowan removes a piece and passes one to Micha and Pearl; who had abstained from grabbing one from Jasmine. "Three strips left."[/b] Rowan announces. "How many do you have left; Jasmine? Klo, have you eaten some jerky?"[/b]
"If we're making a fire-"[/b] She eyes the matches that Tank is receiving. "Then every one get out those wet thermals we were just wearing."[/b]
Rowan moves to the three trees; grabbing some thin lower branches; snapping them off. She steps about ten feet back from the trees and kneels; weaving four branches over and under one another. In a few minutes, she has a low 'bench' that she sets her own wet thermals on. "I'll hold this over the fire... we can change into warm ones later on..."[/b]
"How many skins do we have altogether?"[/b] She asks. "After that run; every one should drink well. We can fill our skins with snow..."[/b] She checks the side of her skin; frowning at the plastic - like material. "Need to make sure it won't freeze."[/b] Rowan lifts her fleece jacket; tucking her water skin over her thermal shirt and the waist of her pants.
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Post by grrbot on Jul 2, 2012 14:00:14 GMT -5
Klo shakes her head and Rowans question. "Haven't eaten since I was in the capital... Rory gave me some water last night though..." she whispers, licking her lips. "I have some iodine pills if we are lucky enough to find some water... We could grab some snow and melt it over the fire?" Klo suggests, backing up Rowan about filling their skins with water...
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Post by CuteLikeMurder on Jul 2, 2012 15:24:05 GMT -5
Rory Noland: District Seven Female Tribute
"I took that course in training about the edible and medicinal plants. While we're out we'll look for plants Tank could use for healing and plants we can eat,"[/color] Rory told Jasmine with an approving nod. Beyond her district mates, she trusted Jasmine. Maybe it was stupid, given what happened with Jace, Rory doubted her ability to judge character. In fact why in the heck did she get stuck with Micha and Pearl? Well, maybe stuck was too harsh of a word. But she knew beyond a doubt if she had to chose between Micha and Pearl and her district mates and Jasmine... well even if she died trying, she'd see Tank, Rowan, and Jasmine home.
She caught Rowan's eye when she looked around. They had an unspoken understanding. She knew then that Rowan would help her deal with Micha and Pearl. And Jasmine too. She killed Emerald so I didn't have to.[/color]
"We've got 12 water skins between us."[/color] Rory told the crew. "7 with everyone plus the 5 we took from Klo's alliance. We've got rolls and jerky. Also snare wire. Jasmine and I will hunt. Rowan, you've got water duty?"[/color]
Rory made it a question. She was their leader (something she both loved and despised) but she wasn't a tyrant. She knew when to yield.
Rory drank what was left in her water skin and filled it with snow, like Rowan said. Then a frown settled on her face. It was time to face the hard truth. "Klo, we can't afford to give you a proper meal. We'll give you enough to get rid of the hunger pain and we'll leave you with a water skin. But we can't do more than that, I'm sorry. And we'll only start a fire if we have to. I don't want anyone to know we're here."[/color]
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Post by Seryna on Jul 2, 2012 15:33:14 GMT -5
Rowan placed two of her jerky strips into Klo's hand. "Eat this jerky. "[/b]
Rowan secured the tin of jerky and then removed the pan from her pack. The district seven tribute glanced towards Rowan and Jasmine. "That sounds good to me. I have some idea of what we can eat out here; I could go looking when you two come back to rest and warm up. "[/b] It was clear that she was accepting Rory's leadership. She gives Rory a glance and a slight; subtle nod towards Pearl and Micha. "Probably shouldn't spread out too thin." [/b]She suggests; perhaps alluding to Pearl and Micha wern't the strongest in a fight. Her tone was calm and assertive; suggesting that the attack hadn't damaged her too badly. Rowan's face still had the angry red scratches from the crow attack; but they looked clean enough. Perhaps they'd heal without a scar. Perhaps.
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Post by Kulvar on Jul 2, 2012 17:53:28 GMT -5
Jasmine Coverfield, District 11 Female[/u]
Jasmine nodded to Rowan's suggestion, both the verbal and nonverbal. She was in it to win it with District 7, and would do the killing if it needed to be done. "When we get back, a'ight? No use givin' 'em now an' gettin' 'em all wet again..." As she spoke, she counted the jerky in her tin. Two pieces left. "I got two."
She drained the rest of one of her waterskins and offered it to Rowan. If she and Rory were out hunting, it wouldn't leave them a lot of time to purify water. "If'n you make a fire, try tuh do it the smokeless way." She knew fires could be made smokeless... she just didn't know how. She looked to Rory as her friend spoke, and back to Rowan.
"Yer right, we won't go too far." Jasmine moved to the loot collected from the career pack and replenished her quiver of arrows. She might need every shot she could get. "If'n somethin' does happen... We oughta have some sorta call that yuh can make tuh bring us back."
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Post by CuteLikeMurder on Jul 2, 2012 19:01:05 GMT -5
Rory Noland: District Seven Female Tribute
I wonder if my dad is watching...[/color] Her father would have gotten up early to go to the mill. But he probably stopped by the square to catch the highlights of last night. Rory's father was afraid for her, no doubt but proud. Her hand went to the pendant around her neck. Her aunt's district token. Dying isn't scary... just all this blasted waiting.[/color]
Rory understood Rowan perfectly. Micha and Pearl weren't fighters and as far as she knew they weren't completely loyal to their alliance. It was just as well. Nothing had changed with Rory. She'd kill them to make sure Rowan, Tank, and Jasmine got home. Even if she didn't. They would.
Rory took one of the three knives they had, the hunting knife, wire cutters, snare wire, and the work gloves. "Well be back soon."[/color] she smiled "The signal for trouble will be a loud whistle. If it's a scream, it's not us. So don't come to the rescue. And if you're going to do the fire, have a few people stand guard."[/color]
Rory looked at Jasmine and waited for her to get ready when she was, Rory spoke, "Alright let's go."[/color]
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Post by grrbot on Jul 2, 2012 19:29:27 GMT -5
Klo smiled at Rory's offering of food. "Its better than nothing." Klo whispers and starts to eat. Klo listened to their plans to head off and hunt, Klo sat silently eating her jerky. "Guess I'll just stay here and be the guard/attack dog... Yet I'll probably die if someone attacks us..." Klo laughs half heartedly. "Go get some food." Klo smiled with encouragement.
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