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Post by Aeon The Phoenix on Feb 22, 2012 19:09:31 GMT -5
Cypress smiles at Conrad's confession; turning the rabbit over so that it won't burn. The fat drips from it; popping in the fire.
"Well for now all we can do is hold our own alliance together as long as possible... I'm not so dumb that I'll lie down and be killed but as our district says, if it works, don't break it."
Conrad contemplated Cypress' worries.
"We've got a good mix at the moment... darts, knives and arrows from Singer, you and Bobbeh, then trident, sword and twin blades from Chisel, Vibrance and myself. We can deal with whatever comes our way for now, but I agree we're going to have to go hunting for tributes. Anyone smart is going to stay away from the six of us rather than face us head on."
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Post by Seryna on Feb 22, 2012 19:19:47 GMT -5
"Yeah." Cypress nodded. "Our alliance is pretty good. I like Bobbeh all right. Singer's pretty quiet..." She looks at the district one tributes, not remarking on them.
"Alexanderite looked pretty hurt when you stabbed him. It might be a good idea to go after those two first. They went to the desert though... " She frowned. "Seems like that place had nasty mutations."
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Post by Seryna on Feb 22, 2012 20:28:15 GMT -5
"That smells good." Chisel declares; moving over to where Cypress and Conrad are grilling rabbits. He stoops and selects the cooked rabbit, smelling it hungrily.
He tears off a leg and starts to eat it noisily; offering the rabbit to Vibrance. She tears off a piece and eats the tender meat. Grease runs down Chisel's chin as he looks over to where Bobbeh and Singer sit.
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Post by Aeon The Phoenix on Feb 22, 2012 20:37:05 GMT -5
"Hopefully next time we won't have a huge melee slowing up breakfast. If someone doesn't mind purchasing a few supplies, bet Cypress and I could knock up a wicked rabbit stew." Conrad suggested, giving his partner a smile.
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Post by Seryna on Feb 22, 2012 21:55:57 GMT -5
"That would be a great dinner." Cypress replied with a smile to her district mate. Soon, the rabbits were cooked and Cypress began to pass them out.
"Four rabbits and they won't keep well, so dig in." She advised with a smile. Once every one's bellies were full; so surveyed the fish. She emptied out the tin with 8 cookies that Conrad had taken from the dead tributes.
"Any one want a cookie?" She offered as she placed the cooked fish into the tin. "We need some salt to keep it. We can eat this for dinner tonight..."
As Cypress talked of needing things, silver parachutes began to drift down to the tributes at the lake. The first drifted to Chisel; who opened a backpack with tin of dried jerky, freezerpack beside fresh deli turkey, loaf of bread and block of cheese. "Sandwiches for tomorrow! Maybe you can add cheese to stew." He states to Conrad with a smile. The next parachute drifted to Chisel; its wrapping not hiding a fine trident; better than the one he had gotten from Cornucopia.
The next parachute drifted to Conrad, revealing a steaming pot of lamb stew. As he surveyed what would be a tasty dinner, another parachute bearing the twin to his current sword. A much better sword than his first one, it should be helpful in the fights to come.
The next backpack drifted to Bobbeh. As he peered within; he found supplies that would help him craft: epoxy, hack saw, file, 4 leather cords 24 inches long, measuring tape and duct tape.
Cypress received several parachutes. As she laid them around her; they revealed themselves to be a bag with 2 apples, 2 oranges, 2 bannanas, 2 days supply of water, 10 finely crafted throwing knives and a bag containing an inflatable raft with (2) plastic oars.
"We can head to the islands with the raft." Cypress realized.
Singer received several small parachutes as well, laying out 20 blow gun darts, medical kit, a tin with 10 freshly baked chocolate chip cookies and a helmet which Singer pulled onto her head. A long present confused her as she held up the rod, reading the side.
"Shark bangstick." She lowered the bangstick. "I guess that is for the things in the water." Her last present was a life vest that she tucked in her backpack.
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Post by Aeon The Phoenix on Feb 23, 2012 2:34:22 GMT -5
Conrad hurriedly resealed the lamb stew container and stowed it away in his backpack. It would make a good surprise for the others when food was next scarce. It would seem Apple was subtly telling him to maintain his Alliance at all costs - advice that would not go unheeded.
His other gift however... Conrad grinned, flourishing the twin to his former weapon. As he had suspected, the reason for having the lighter shorter swords sent to him was because they were beautifully balanced in his hands, making for easy dual-wielding. While he would keep his dagger for now, the knife would be a handy thing for Cypress to have. Not as unwieldy as a sword for her and handy to have in close quarters.
Wanting to put his blades to the test, Conrad stood up, moving through the same series of katas he performed for the Gamekeepers, almost laughing with the ease at which he could wield these twin short-swords.
"Oh yeah, this is going to help immensely if we run into that Buckley kid." Conrad grinned. "He looked like he could give someone a good challenge."
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Post by Seryna on Feb 23, 2012 12:33:09 GMT -5
"He did." Cypress agreed; somewhat darkly with more dread to her tone. She packed up her presents into her pack; standing and looking about the Meadow.
"What should we do now?" The brunette wondered.
"There's tributes to be found." Chisel said simply; storing his own presents. "We have full bellies." Singer made her observation. "Maybe we could work on finding a camp and let the other tributes worry each other like a bone."
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Post by Aeon The Phoenix on Feb 23, 2012 14:31:50 GMT -5
"I do get your point Singer and it would be easier to pick off the survivors after they've fought each other to a standstill, but believe me, sitting around doing nothing in the Games is seriously not advisable..." Conrad told her, thinking of the various muttations that could be sent their way not to mention the other traps he'd heard that the Gamekeepers had used against past tributes.
"I'm going to have to side with Chisel on this one... we need to go on the offensive and seek out the other tributes."
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Post by Seryna on Feb 23, 2012 16:10:26 GMT -5
Singer frowned; but did not reply. Her expression was a troubled one as she stood up; her pack hanging on her back. She turned her back to the Alliance, looking out over at the arena before you.
"Alexanderite and Vance went to the desert." She reminded the group. "That means we have to cross the piranha stream."
"We have the raft." Cypress reminded as well. "We can look for the ocean and row around the Cornucopia; landing wherever we see tributes."
"Can we use the raft to get across the stream?" Vibrance wonders.
"The stream is only a few feet deep at best," Chisel states. "- with six of us in it, we'd be swamped and over turned."
"If a few of us are in it; we could cross in the raft." Vibrance proposed.
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Post by Aeon The Phoenix on Feb 23, 2012 16:29:56 GMT -5
"I'm not particularly keen on crossing that stream again." Conrad stated. "I think we should scope out the Woods. Unless Alexandrite and Vance are spending every last credit on water, chances are the desert environment will kill them off by itself anyway."
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Post by Seryna on Feb 23, 2012 19:51:57 GMT -5
The others agreed with Conrad readily enough and the group crossed the Meadow, heading into the Wooded area. As they crossed their old camp ground; the blood spots on the ground were slick reminders of the violence the morning had greeted them with. Soon enough, the six tributes walked into the woods.
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