∞She came without a warning∞ Hetalia Hunger Games Roleplay

[NoisyBirds]

((Burma mabey?))

[KumyaKuma]

"What doesn't kill you makes you stronger
Stand a little Taller
Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm ålønë
What doesn't kill you makes a fighter
Föötstêp§ even lighter."

|Surda|

"Mmrg!" 'Damn you for hurtin' my partner!' I swore at him, hearing his little grunt of pain. Siknonia's expression was blank as always, but I couks tell that he was hurting from that little sound he had made.
"Is that what you think of the best magic user in Surda? Oh, I bet you'll say something along the lines of, 'The magicians in your country at that weak that you are the best? My, my, I pity you fer thinkin' how wonderful you are at doing magic.' " I sneered at him, letting him know that I would not forgive him for the cut he gave Siknonia. "Ah, well your fault. Many have died from the simple mistake you just made. Oh well, I suppose I should show you some of my power, eh?" I held out my arms infront of me, my face going expressionless and dark. "Get outta 'ere. I'll catch up ta ya in a moment." I hissed to Siknonia, right before casting my magic at Farland again. "Grow." I simply said, twisting my hands around before making an upward thrusting motion. I pointed at his feet, my face stony and cold. Immediately, the roots of the trees sprung forth from the ground, moving all there own, wrapping around his feet and ankles. I smiled coldly, my head tilted downwards with my hair overshadowing my face.
That should keep him busy for away, I had put another spell on the roots. Once he had sliced through the roots with his claws, five more sets of roots will regrow, each as strong as the first. That will buy as time..
I ran past him, my short hair flying behind me in the wind. Even a fool knew it was time to stop fighting and get away now.
I could see Siknonia quite far away, even with his wound he was still going strong. A ghost of a smile hovered on my lips as I looked up into the forest, pine tree's and some others already starting where I was at.
Like greased lightning I scurried into the trees, jumping through them as if I could fly, my feet just touching the branches before I launched into a flip of summer sault to the next one.
This was quite fun, despite the fact that I knew what dire situation we were ins.

[NoisyBirds]

Farland simply smirked and before the roots could even wrap around him he snapped his fingers, muttered something in a rough, throughty language and they withered and died. He moved to collect the supplies he wanted from the cornicopia, staying wary. He grabbed a hunting knife, a wooden staff and a backpack. He stifles the backpack with a peice of bread, a sleeping bag, bandages, vial of poision, wire, some fabric and rope before run ing to the trees.

[Zelda Prouvaire]

Norway had managed to stay out of the fray for the most part, being able to secure a small knife and a pack of food. He figured he would return once the others had mostly left, and see what else he could scavenge. For now, however, he caught up to Farland, a fellow Nordic.
"Hello, onii-chan," he greeted him, smirking slightly. "Not even an hour into the Games and you've already made some enemies. Impressive."


Canada continued to navigate through the woods, making sure not to lose his grip on Rhyme's hand. He could hear the sounds of battle faded as they traveled further and further from the Cornucopia.
"We're lucky to have gotten away from there in good condition," he commented. "Now, we need to find a place to set up a camp...somewhere not easily accessible, somewhere easily concealed..." Matthew glanced around him, trying to locate a place that met up to those qualifications. Finding none at the moment, he finally stopped at a tall tree, with many branches that seemed fairly easy to climb. "How about we just rest up here for the night, see if we could find something to treat your nose." He smiled again, just glad that they had survived the first major battle of the Games.

(Can I have Latvia team up with some people? I don't want him to be a loner...he'd probably get killed that way.)

[NoisyBirds]

Farland gave a grin, his elongated canines glinting. "Well, I did manage to get a good amount of supplies. Here." he said, passing Norway a spear he snagged. "I find it amusing that after so long of staying away from the human community, other countries don't even know what I'm capible of." he said, hefting his heavy pack over his shoulder. "I grabbed a hunting knife, a blanket, some bandages, some food a tarp, wire, fabric and rope. "I only found one sleeping bag, but we're brothers, we can share." he said, giving a smile.

[pappuppy]

Rhyme felt them stop running, and she weakly moved towards the tree, squeezing her eyes shut and pressing up against the bark wall. She listened as Matthew discussed the camp with himself, but she couldn't provide any helpful insight. She was still holding his hand, and slowly she opened her eyes, and looked up at him.
"S-sorry Matt, I-I'm not a very fast runner." She wheezed, still catching breath as blood trickled down the bridge of her nose, and she reach up, touching it feebly and drawing back to see it,"My nose is fine, really, it's just a little scratch, nothing to fuss over."
Rhyme then looked to the top of the tree and blinked momentarily before she nodded to Matthew. She then looked to him.
"You can climb up first, and I can pass the bags up to you. Okay?" She suggested.

[Zelda Prouvaire]

"Well, it's still bleeding, and if we can fix it, we will," Canada decided of her nose before mentally scaling the tree in his mind. Although it wouldn't appear so to most, climbing was actually one of his strong suits. He turned back to Rhyme before refusing her offer. "No, you can go before me. Ladies first, after all!" He gestured to the branch closest to the ground, stepping back as if holding open a door. If these were their last days, they might as well have some humor! "This way, my dear!"

"Only if necessary," Norway pointed out, nodding in thanks when accepting the spear. "Besides, if we're forming a temporary alliance, it would be best if we slept in shifts. After all, everyone else is working against us. We can only trust in each other now, and even that is for a short while." He glanced at Farland's supplies, raising his eyebrows slightly. "Hm, those will come in handy. We're lucky you were able to pick up so much just after being confronted. Speaking of which, did you see what happened to those two you were fighting? It would help to know the location of our enemies, wouldn't it?"

[NoisyBirds]

"I slashed that guys back up and they left." Farland said, thinking back "They are on the opposite side of the arena." he said, remembering where they went. The country put his hand on his hip, onl to pull it away wet and red. "W-when did this happen?" he said, suprised. He shrugged off his coat and pulled up his shirt to expose a not-so-nice jagged cut along his hipbone. He felt around the area and winced when he began to feel the wound. "Well that's not so pleasant."

[pappuppy]

Rhyme blinked at Cananda in surprise as he made a joke of their posoition and told her to go ahead of him. A smile came and she nodded, a giggle escaping her. She then turned to the tree and started to scale it with ease, her small framed body giving her better agility in moving about the branches. She made it to a higher branch before she looked down at him and smiled. She couldn't blieve that he'd be the one making jokes, but she was glad he was still there. She smiled sweetly down at him and waved a little.
"Okay Matt,"She called down, voice extremely soft as she leaned down slightly,"Throw them up!" She called, ready to catch.

[KumyaKuma]

[Zelda, I suppose Latvia could team up with Surda and Siknonia. They won't mind. ^;^']

'Ah, sh**! That idiot cut me! D***, it really hurts. Where the heck is Surda?! Probally swinging on those trees like a monkey.' Siknonia darkly thought, graving an evil glare to a rock. His fut really did hurt, it wasn't deep at all, but it was long, about a good six or seven inches. He gritted his teeth, feeling his blood trickle down his back. 'I need to bandage that up, or atleast clean it. D***,I have to wait for her to come, I can't comfortably reach my wound without inflicted anymore pain on me. Where is she?!! Gosh Surda, just hurry up already!' He rather impatiently yelled in his mind. However, his outward appearance was one of calmness and an almost bored look. He reduced his running to a jog, taking long steps everytime. All of his senses were sharp as can be, nothing would get past him without his knowledge. The sharp sound of pine needles being crushed alerted him. He spun around, a snarl on his face with three darts in his right hand, sticking out from inbetween his knuckles. He tossed them at his watcher, just as the jumped down from the tree, doing a straight back flip off of it. His aim was perfect.

"What doesn't kill you makes you stronger
Stand a little Taller
Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm ålønë
What doesn't kill you makes a fighter
Föötstêp§ even lighter."

|Surda|

"AAAAH! What the h€ll ar ya think', Siknonia?!!" I shouted at him, being pinned to the ground by my shoes and by the sleeve of my left arm once I jumped down free the tree. "Oh, sorry." He simply said, walking over to me and taking his darts back. I gave him a Look, unamused by the fact I nearly got skewered by my partner. "Ugh!" He suddenly cried out, a look on pain on his face before he quickly erased it. "Gawsh! I fergot 'bout yer wound! Shirt off!" I demanded to him, a haughty look on my face. Siknonia rolled his eyes, but obeyed me, knowing that I was about to fix him up. "M'kay. Can ya get on yer knees or somethin' Ya just happen ta be a good three or four inches taller than me." He nodded, getting down on his knees so I could reach his cut better. "Yech! That's sure sis button ugly! Haha! Look at all of thee blood!" I pulled water out of the air again, and tore a bit of my shirt of. I used the rag and water to clean his wound before I healed it with magic. I didn't want to seal it up with any dangerous bacteria trapped in. "Waheil," I whispered, placing my hand on the tear flesh, blood already dripping down. I watched the wound close intill only a white mark was left. "Thanks." He grunted to me, nodding a bit. "Now what?" "We make camp. Ev'erybody ish bound ta be up in thee trees, it's good but way too overused. So, how do ya feel about tunnels and thee underground?" I grinned, pointing at the dirt with a bright light in ky eyes.