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[Toma.]

(Ohhh, yayay! You could have him tell her about Jace as well if you like.. >:) )

[GoldleafOG]

Mason blinked when Blaze pulled her away, becoming worried when she didn't come back. He tensed slightly but forced himself to relax, waiting.

[jet pack blues]

(I gots an idear!
Imma need Jace, doe. If Mason wants to come then he can follow em or something )

Ruby was even more confused as Blaze took another random turn and they ended up back at the tribute hall. He opened up Jace's door and stepped in, his green gaze zeroing in on the alcohol by his bed. "No," he told the boy firmly as he dumped its contents out in the nearby toilet. He glanced behind him, seeing that it was just Ruby. He was relieved as he began to help the IV needle out of Jace's body. (Ew ew ew ew ew ew...) "C'mon," he said, waving him over to the door. "We need to get out for a little while."

[Toma.]

Jace slowly awoke, his mind unable to realize exactly what was going on. However, he went with it. After Blaze removed his IV he sat up with his legs off the bed. When the door opened and Blaze told him to follow he did so. He waited until the three of them where out of the tribute hall to ask questions. "Where are we going Blaze?" He finally spoke.

[jet pack blues]

Blaze led the two kids down the back hallways which were basically empty aside from lanterns that lit up the cavernous corridors. "You'll see," he repeated to Jace as his voice broke the still silence. Ruby followed close behind the two of them, trying to figure out different ways to kill either of them if they were to attack. It was almost like a sort of entertainment to Ruby, though she hated it. She watched as Blaze turned a few more times before pushing open a large door. There was a chain that seemed to have been locked before someone cut it open. Bright sunlight poured onto their vitamin D deprived skin and Ruby squinted her eyes to compensate. She hadn't been outside since the games. "We're here," Blaze announced as he ushered both of them out the door. There was a vast meadow surrounded by a line of thick woods. As soon as Ruby realized where they were a vast grin seeped onto her pale face. If she hadn't just been plotting his death, she would have hugged Blaze.

[GoldleafOG]

(Well wonderful. Your letting them out and left Mason. XD)

Mason was starting to get antsy, pacing his cell. They should be back by now...

[jet pack blues]

(I said if Mason wanted to come he could follow or something.
Just have the door be still unlocked or something.)

[GoldleafOG]

(Why not? :3)

Mason slipped out of his cell, he silently followed the three, eyes narrowed. He didn't trust Blaze. When he saw the flash of sun lightly he squinted and blinked, stepping back slightly in surprise.

[igoal9]

{Fine with me.}

Paul
I stare at the ground, crunching my face into a cold frown and kneading my hands-which were now crunched into fists-against each other. I shake my head, slowly pushing myself up so I was standing. I pace the small area slowly, my feet moving quietly over the floor in habit. I sigh, stopping and turning to her. "It's worthless... Yet.... The most sad seem to be the most determined. We have the worst thoughts, but we mask them the most if we don't destroy ourselves."

Jax nodded, her eyes closed before reopening them. "Let's get out of here, I can't stand these cells." She mutters softly, looking at Paul. "Are you hungry? We can go to the mess hall, or we can go to the gym if you'd like." Jax says, her voice emotionless and monotone once again. She hated it in the cells, it made her feel claustrophobic, she had been trapped in a small space during her games which made her become slightly claustrophobic.

[shade.]

Paul
I look up at her, my voice following her emotionless, flat one. "I'm allowed to leave?" I ask, slightly confused. "If so..... Is there like, a training room? Would they let me throw a-a-" my voice breaks and I whisper the words, "a knife?" I fix my gaze on her, hopefully. I knew I would deflate if she said no, but I also knew she had to say no, she was going to say no. I make my voice emotionless again, "Or just a gym..." My voice betrays my hopefulness of the knifes. I felt terrified to use a knife again, but I really wanted to, all the same. I didn't feel safe here, and I wanted to keep my touch.