Hunger Games, the seventy fifth

[Loch Ness]

Aran gently adjusted his clothes, carefully zipping his pants pocket to protect his paintbrush. This outfit was passably fashionable. Unfortunately, he'd have to camouflage it once he got into the arena. He smiled sadly. He couldn't believe he was thinking of fashion just before the Hunger Games. He ran through what Kylane had told him about the arena. Hourglass, four quadrants, different danger in each quadrant at different times. He kept running through it, even as he stepped onto the metal plate that lifted him into the arena. As the sunlight hit him, he squinted, orienting himself with the outer ring. He looked around at the different tributes, finding Kylane. He'd follow her wherever she went.

Cearul popped his collar in a cocky fashion. He smirked as the metal plate came into view. Finally, he could put all his training to good use. Fighting and killing, but most importantly, winning. It was what he was born to do. He flexed in anticipation as the plate rose. Moving into position, he prepared to sprint for the Cornucopia when the countdown finished. Careers always banded together at the bloodbath.

[snow i]

"17"
"16"
"15"
"14"
"13"
"12"
"11"
"10"

[Baelixx]

Kylane
she gulped as she stood out in the sun. Her eyes met Aaron's and she gave a shy smile before nodding her head toward the desert... she would get some things from the cornucopia and would meet him there.

[snow i]

Kinkaide looked for scarlet and mark. Once she had pinpointed their location she set her eyes on the cornucopia. There it was. A long metal rod about 3 feet long protruding from a pile of backpacks just opposite her pedestal. But in her way was about 10 yards of land and a bunch of angry tributes.
"9"
"8"
"7"
"6"

[Baelixx]

Kylane
she bit her lip and her eyes set on a couple back packs, not in the cornucopia but around it. Everyone else would go for the heavy weapons, not things that could help them survive. She then closed her eyes momentarily, her heart racing.

[snow i]

5

[Loch Ness]

Aran smiled sadly back, following her gaze, then nodding slightly. He saw a backpack directly in his path to the desert, and decided to grab it on his way. He moved into a position that would give him the most power to just sprint straight out towards the desert.

Cearul glanced around, pinpointing the locations of the other careers. He smirked slightly. They were a powerful group this year.

"4"

[Baelixx]

Kylane
She smiled softly and wiped at her tearing eyes. She hoped her father was watching, she hoped he would actually care, just a little bit, that she was about to die for all of Panem to see.
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[Frostbite18]

Nyra narrowed her eyes, focusing on the Cornucopia. She could run fast, so she would grab a weapon and then kill any in her way as she sprinted for the woods.

Zafrina looked about, her eyes with horror. She was going to die, die, die. The same thought kept rushing through her mind, soon the ground in front of her would be a bloody mess of dead tributes, she felt sick.

2

[trees |-/]

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