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Post by Seryna on May 29, 2012 23:06:12 GMT -5
Pearl, Jasmine, Tank, Rachel, Rory and Rowan stare towards the sounds of bird calls and screaming girls. At thier backs; Jace and Lallek are moving to the long path that leads around the confrontation towards the Lake. It was impossible not to hear the cries of pain and fright that the females from district nine were making. The crows sounded almost gleeful in thier harrassmment; constantly berating the girls with 'CAW CAW' at every vocalization.
"Well."[/b] Rowan adjusts her grip on her sword, glancing skyward towards Rory and Jasmine. "Don't think this baby will be able to reach them most of the time..."[/b]
She stoops and grabs a fist sized rock; then searches out another. She tucks one in a side pouch of her pack; carrying the other in her hand as she approaches the noisy confrontation. Pearl hobbles after her; sword in hand. Rachel stands in place; staring adter the two girls. Sensing her absence, Pearl turns and glances back at her.
"Rachel." [/b]She gestures for the girl to join her. Rachel stares at Pearl, her wide blue eyes straining and filling with unshed tears. Pearl frowns, leaning her weight on her good leg. She half turns, watching Rowan's advance. Pearl makes an impatient gesture at Rachel.
"They need us." [/b]
"I'm sorry."[/b] Rachel takes a step back in the direction that Lallek and Jace are walking.
"Rachel." [/b]Pearl chastices, her expression incredoulous.
Rachel turns and without meeting Tank, Rory or Jasmine's eyes; moves quickly after Jace and Lallek. "I - I just can't!" The girl sobs as she departs. Pearl closes her mouth and turns back around, mustering her own courage. She sets her jaw and takes a step forward; hurrying as best she can after Rowan.
Hurrying twenty or so feet forward the tributes come to two massive trees with wide boughs. The leaves allow only a little light to filter through; making the area gloomy. One of the girls lies on her stomach by the trunk of one of the trees, covering her head with her hands. Blood is welling on her hand and clings to her shoulder where a tear in her shirt is soaked with blood. She is unmoving, her slight form still.
The older girl, Micha, swings a hatchet at one of the crows harrassing her. She has a shallow cut on her cheek and a more worrisome blood soaked sleeve at her left shoulder. Micha makes a wordless scream as she attempts another blow. The crow flaps its way clear; the claws of its feet slashing at her. Micha ducks back, but not before the claws make another score down her forehead. The second takes advantage of Micha facing the first crow and swoops forward, its claws clutching at Micha's back. Micha cries out in pain as th the crow beats its wings, creating a buffet of wind and throwing Micha off balance. The girl falls to her knees as the crows clambor back up for altitude. Those beady little eyes tick back - and land on the new arrivals.
The first bird tucks its wings and hurtles towards Rowan with a murderous cry.
Cannon! Cannon!
The cannon blasts signaled the deaths of two more tributes... yet whom would not be known until the Anthem that evening.
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Post by Kulvar on May 30, 2012 6:40:58 GMT -5
Jasmine Coverfield, District 11 Female[/u] Jasmine silently watched Lallek and Jace leave. She couldn't blame them, but silently wished they'd at least made it look difficult to walk away from the rest of them... from the girls being attacked. By now, Jasmine was fairly certain those two under the pelting of the crows weren't part of the career pack, which made saving them dangerous and killing them hard. She turned away, listening to Rowan, Pearl, and Rachel. She, again, couldn't blame Rachel when she turned and left after Lallek and Jace. Muttations were dangerous, and the big alliance was about to, likely, seriously piss off the large crow muttations. Jasmine stood up on her branch, even moved a couple closer as Rowan and Pearl moved toward the screaming girls and crows. She lifted her bow, getting as close as she intended for the moment, which wasn't quite as close as she'd gotten in her scouting, and drew her third arrow of the games back to her cheek, watching the others and waiting for her moment to shoot. 6,9,5,10,8,5,4,4,1,8,2,9 (5 successes) As the first crow dove for Rowan, Jasmine jerked at the sound of the Cannon going off, not once but twice, and released her arrow. If she could help it, right now she wasn't going to let another member of her alliance get injured. 7,4,3,10,6,5,7,5 (1 successes) Jasmine's arrow clipped the crow, rather than hitting solidly, and skittered among the rocks. She hoped it could be recovered. Breathe, Jasmine. Take your time like in training. The cannon wasn't Femra or Sorrel or Odin, just focus on protecting these before you, she told herself as she drew another arrow and nocked it.
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Post by Aeon The Phoenix on May 30, 2012 17:30:07 GMT -5
Scooping up one of the fist-sized rocks, Tank promptly flung it in the nearest crow's direction with a mighty heave. Tank rolled 4 dice to "Rock Throw!" 1,5,7,9 (1 success) As it struck the bird while in mid-flight, Tank couldn't help but grin with satisfaction.
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Post by CuteLikeMurder on May 30, 2012 18:43:05 GMT -5
Rory Noland: District 7And then there were five...[/color] Rory thinks as she watches three of her Alliance mates walk away from the fray. She is disappointed in Jace. She truly expected better from him. Rory isn't going to make that mistake again. She glances at Jasmine. Maybe she'd break her heart before this was all over. Maybe Rowan will stab Rory in the back. Suddenly everything gets very real for Rory. Win or lose, I'm playing this my way.[/color] She tells herself. "If it was me I'd want someone to help," Rory whispers to Jasmine, right before she takes off in the trees. For now she'll have to rely on Rowan, Tank, and Jasmine. Rory Noland rolled 7 dice to "Moving through the trees" 8,4,10,1,5,6,5,7 (2 successes) Rory moves through the trees fine, not great. But not catlike. She stops as she gets the crows in her sights. Rory plants herself, unclips an axe from her belt and fires one at the crow holding the knife. Rory Noland rolled 6 dice to "Attack Crow" 3,7,3,9,7,10,7,8,8 (4 successes) It hits it's mark but Rory doesn't relish in the hit. Her expression is neutral. The battle has begun... again. I only have eight...[/color] She reminds herself before grabbing another axe.
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Post by Seryna on May 30, 2012 18:49:00 GMT -5
Rowan stood her ground as the crow advanced, hurtling her rock towards the one advancing at her. It struck a glancing blow to the crow's wing, but it kept on coming. "Uhoh."[/b] Rowan rolled 4 dice to "Throwing rocks at crow" 7,4,2,9 (1 successes) Pearl stopped hobbling when she was about a foot behind Rowan, winding her arm for her own throw. She kept her balance find, sending a rock hurtling towards the same crow that was headed for Rowan. Pearl's rock also managed just to nick the crow, who seemed undeterred. Pearl rolled 3 dice to "Throwing rocks at crow" 1,9,7 (1 successes) The crow reached Rowan with a blood curdling screech. Its talons extended outwards, raking across Rowan's face. Rowan screamed, one hand covering her face as she turned from the crow. The second crow bearing the knife swooped through the trees, hurtling itself towards Tank. The knife brushed by Tank's arm, but Tank was unscathed. The crow beat its wings, gaining altitude once more for another attack... Beast rolled 4 dice to "Raking (claws) (Rowan)" 9,6,8,8 (3 successes) Beast rolled 3 dice to "Knife (Tank)" 3,7,2 (0 successes
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Post by Kulvar on May 30, 2012 18:59:12 GMT -5
Jasmine Coverfield, District 11 Female[/u] Jasmine drew a breath as she pulled the arrow back in her bow and watched the crow swoop on Rowan and draw blood. Need to end this quickly, she thought. She waited for the crow to wheel away from the District 7 Tribute before loosing her arrow to only slightly better results than her first shot. 7,4,3,10,6,5,7,5 (1 successes) Little time to think, she drew a fresh arrow, 6 she thought, and nocked it getting it ready for her next shot. She let out a soft gasp as the crow with the knife lashed out with it at Tank. She wouldn't be deterred though, keeping the majority of her focus on the unarmed crow.
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Post by Aeon The Phoenix on May 30, 2012 19:34:30 GMT -5
Tank dashed over to Rowan's position, sword drawn as he kept his eyes peeled for any descending crows that might attack either of them. Let them come, he was waiting...
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Post by CuteLikeMurder on May 30, 2012 19:44:15 GMT -5
Rory Noland: District 7"No..." Rory whispers just as the crows descend on Tank and Rowan. She takes a breath and fires at the one with the knife. This one had to go. Rory Noland rolled 8 dice to "Attack Crow" 10,2,1,1,4,4,8,1,10,6 (3 successes) Seven...[/color] She tells herself taking another axe.
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Post by Seryna on May 31, 2012 17:01:52 GMT -5
The birds swooped down, those beady black eyes shining with ill intentions. The first flies over Rowan, flapping up to the trees. It soars towards Rory, the mutation's claws slicing out for the axe wielding girl. It flutters in front of her, preparing for another attack. Its beak opens and it screams a wordless, blood curdling screech. Its differnt than before and you only hope more murderous birds won't answer its call... Beast rolled 3 dice to "attacking Rory (knife)" 4,2,8 (1 successes) The knife wielding bird glides over Rowan; focussing on the taller; more accessible tribute. Its claws manipulate the blade's hilt, causing a long gash down Tank's collarbone. The bird makes a short cry that you swear sounds like gloating. Those black eyes get a good look at Tank as it begins to flap to gain more altitude. As Tank is buffeted by the wind from the bird's wings, he has a chance to attack the bird. Beast rolled 4 dice to "Attacking Tank" 8,5,10,1,6 (2 successes) Due to the bird's proximity, you gain a +1 to your attack] Micha has recovered from the bird's earlier attack and charges towards the bird in front of Tank. She swings her hatchet at the bird, knocking some black feathers loose and thankfully scoring a bloody gash down one wing... Micha rolled 4 dice to "Attacking Bird 1 " 2,3,10,8,4 (2 successes)
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Post by Aeon The Phoenix on Jun 1, 2012 1:08:11 GMT -5
Tank endured the pain from the knife, more bothered with the fact the stupid crow was now in reach for... THIS! Tank rolled 6 dice to "Slash!" 1,4,3,8,6,7 (1 success) As Micha dove past him to hack into the bird herself, Tank narrowly avoided hitting her with the blade. Unfortunately as a result, the blow wasn't as fierce as Tank was going for... hopefully it was enough.
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Post by CuteLikeMurder on Jun 1, 2012 13:47:47 GMT -5
Rory Noland: District 7We might be able to beat them...[/color] Everything's happening so fast she barely even registers the crow clawing at her, until it screams in her face. Fear settles into her gut. This is starting to look like a bad idea. Rory Noland rolled 7 dice to "Moving through the trees away from the crow" 9,6,5,10,2,8,9,2 (4 successes) Rory whips around and flings an axe toward the crow that attacked her. Rory Noland rolled 6 dice to "Attack Crow" 2,1,1,5, 10,5,4,10,9,4 (3 successes) "We have to go!"[/color] She calls to her people before grabbing another axe.
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Post by Seryna on Jun 1, 2012 14:13:43 GMT -5
The first bird makes a surprised squawk as Tank's blade sliced across its abdomen. A foul stench assaults Tank as red blood pours out, following by pink slimy entrails that spool out as the bird plummets to the ground. Rory's axe soars through the air, taking the crow in the neck. Its squaw dies in its throat as it pitches; hurtling down to the Forrest floor. The bird strikes the dirt and remains still. One moment passes. Another. The bird is truly dead, the girl's knife laying beside its' corpse.
Micha lowers her hatchet, surveying the two crows warily. Sweat beads her forehead and she is panting from exertion. The girl hurries to crouch next to the small form of Abigail; who has remained motionless all this time. Micha turns the girl over onto her back, cradling her in her arms.
"Abby?"[/b] The slim girl whispers, fear making her voice croak.
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Post by Aeon The Phoenix on Jun 1, 2012 14:51:52 GMT -5
With the crows down for the count, Tank strode towards Micha and the motionless Abby with sword in hand... and promptly planted it into the ground blade first before he squatted down to Micha's level, inspecting Abby for any signs of life and assessing her injuries.
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Post by CuteLikeMurder on Jun 1, 2012 15:07:22 GMT -5
Rory Noland: District 7Guess not...[/color] Rory thinks as she descends the tree just ahead of the group. Breathing hard, she jogs over to Rowan, Tank, Abby, and Micha. Her face sinks when she sees Abigail. Dead... She's dead...[/color] Her eyes well up with tears, but Rory blinks, wiping them away. She promises herself to mourn at night, away from the others. Rory knows she supposed to be the rock. The one that everyone looks to. It is a heavy load to bear, but the way Rory sees it is that it's a role she is destiny to fill. Because if not her, then who? "Rowan, we're taking the crows with us. If I can build us a fire, we'll have a hot meal." Rory says to her district mate. As she passes one of the dead crows, she picks up Abby's knife. Then takes a moment to survey her surroundings, looking for her axes. She'll need them in the hours to come. Rory Noland rolled 6 dice to "Perception Check/Looking for her axes" 6,10,2,5,10,9,10,10,6,8 (6 successes) She picks up whatever axes she can find and briefly looks toward the lake. She looking for any other challenge in their way. Rory Noland rolled 6 dice to "Perception Check/Scouting Ahead" 5,8,10,3,5,5,7 (2 successes) Rory curses quietly, wishing she is back in the trees again. She'll get back up there soon enough. Micha and Abby needed them first. "Micha... You have to let Tank look at her. He's good at healing people." Rory told the scared little girl. Some where in the back of her mind she knows that Jace should have been here. And she feels nothing but contempt that he isn't. Jace wasn't one of mine...[/color]
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Post by Aeon The Phoenix on Jun 1, 2012 15:11:21 GMT -5
"If anyone's got a medkit, hand it over." Tank stated. His tone made it plain he wasn't in the mood for arguments.
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Post by Seryna on Jun 1, 2012 15:55:03 GMT -5
Tank was hampered by not having medical supplies, but as he began the examination of Abigail he quickly found the problem. The little girl's head had a nasty bump, blood had been seeping onto the forrest floor for some time now. The girl's breathing was already slowing, her chest barely rising. She looked small and fragile; moreso for being beside Tank's large frame. Tank and the others watching her quickly realized that this was irreversible. The child slipped away under thier watchful gaze; never waking. Perhaps her last dream had not been of terror; but something resembling peace. Abigail of district nine passed away with the startling loud cannon blast. Please continue to the Forrest. After one round of posting, you can post arriving at the Lake.
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