the 35th hunger games ll open and accepting

[memichoo]

Vincent Conaro × Male × Seventeen × District 3 × Appearance
Crush:: Open ×
Location:: Forest × Tag:: Kiara

Vincent eyed her. "Eager to kill others. Eager to jump at tasks that could end your life as well." He observed, tightening his grip on the sword. He kept it pointed at her, occssionally stepping back and dodging swipes. He was a great dodger; At home, he had a family filled with two other brothers. Vince was the youngest. When they had free time, they play fought. Since he was the youngest, he was almost always on defense. That led to him being able to reflect fast. Attacking was a different matter though. The tribute swiped at her, always keeping the sword pointed at her throat, face, or chest. If he stabbed her stomach, vital organs would leak fluids. That would be useful, but it would be just as fatal, and more quick, if he stabbed her throat.

Natasha Corenso • Female • Fifteen • District 12 • Appearance
Crush:: Sgorr { Later } •
Location:: Mountain • Tag:: Sgorr

Natasha froze as he spoke, sharpening her reflexes. During the climb, she had become a bit more relaxed. Now? She had no chance if she were dull. "Let's go," She murmured, keeping her eyes trained on the area the voices seem to come from. She seriously hoped that Sgorr was quiet; She wasn't worried about herself. The girl was at best full health, while he wasn't. She made sure to dodge sticks and snow, only stepping on the lairs of pine needle or the stone. The material of her soles were a nice combination with the two materials. She slowly, but silently, made her way in the direction of the cove. It wasn't too far off, now. She only then glanced back at Sgorr, cocking her head at him. Once they got to the cove, she'd have to eat a little of the food packed in the bag. Obviously, she'd have to share with him, but whatever.

[☆ jupiter]

felicity woodrow||female||17||d.5||tagged; open/no crush
Felicity trudged through the rocky valley, growing slightly more tired as her backpack pulled down on her shoulders. As more trees began to appear here and there, and more animal traces appeared by them, she took this as an indication that there was a water source nearby, and pushed on a little faster, slightly excited. When she could hear the faint roar of a river, she paused to listen, and then raced forward, and fell to her knees at the river. "Thank God," Felicity snarled to herself, and took out an empty container that was once full of dried kale, however, she ate it along the way, not just because she was hungry but it was the only thing in her backpack that was sustainable for holding water, as it was a tin container with a lid. She filled up the container with water. I'm gonna have to boil this later, she realized. She was thinking about where she would set up camp when she thought she heard noises across the river, and snapped up. Her pale green gaze darted around, but she settled down, blaming the "sound" on the pure adrenaline roaring in her ears. Maybe it was simply a rabbit.

[Blackbirds]

The pale boy's black orbs scanned the riverside, after hearing a noise. He quickly unsheathed his sword, and crept up to the sound. Placing his sword in front of him, close to the person, he said in a monotone voice, "Who are you, and why are you here?" He listen for other noises, such as teammates, before hearing the crunch of leaves by a deer.

[☆ jupiter]

felicity woodrow||female||17||d.5||tagged; Nico/no crush
Felicity looked at the tip of the blade suddenly swung in front of her, then slowly moved her gaze up at the tribute boy standing close to her. She slowly stood up, her hands slightly raised just above her shoulders, relaxed, almost a sign of surrender, until she recognized him. "Nico." She uttered softly, her pastel mint eyes giving a twitch like a doe's. "It's me. Felicity. I'm from your district." She spoke as slow as her movements were, and her gaze was fixed directly on him. "I was just fetching some water."

[Blackbirds]

"Hn" was the Di Angel's response, sheathing the black sword. "I guess you will want to team up now, right?" he asked in a voice colder than ice. In district five, he was known as the "Ice Prince" for how cold and uncaring he can be sometimes.

[☆ jupiter]

felicity woodrow||female||17||d.5||tagged; Nico/no crush
Felicity lowered her delicate yet deadly hands to her sides, pausing to just look at him for a moment; Nico was rather cold-hearted, dismissive, and as much of a loner as one could be, from what she could tell... Which is why Felicity was so fascinated by him; they were similar in ways and different in others. Nico seemed hotheaded, almost. Felicity preferred to remain stoic and observant. But his rash attributes, she concluded, could prove useful in an ally. "I don't know." She said flatly, her lulling voice a soft murmur. "We're both cunning, wise people. An alliance would be beneficial for both of us." for the first time in the whole conversation, her gaze broke away from his eyes, and followed his hands as he sheathed his sword.

[koushi.]

kiel - 15 - female - district 1 - no tags

» the district one tribute was nearing the stream when she heard voices coming from the river bank that didn't belong to any of the careers she'd met so far. kiel carefully slipped into the bushes, annoyed at how the thick bristles pulled at her thick hair. she carefully peeked through the large branches to see the two tributes from five conversing on the bank. the female she could've sworn seeing before at the start of the games. the male was very new to her.

[quote="smol snowflake"]

dia - 17 - male - district 11 - mazie

» dia quickly followed her lead, cupping his hands and bringing the cool water to his lips.he breathed a small sigh of relief before rummaging in his backpack for something to put it in and pulled out a flask. carefully and with trembling hands he scooped up a fair amount before screwing the cap back on tightly.

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[☆ jupiter]

{ bump uwu }

[apricotflyer]

KIARA
tagged; vincent

He kept dodging she tried to attack him, and she let out many frustrated cries. This kid was just not going down, and it was highly annoying. "Ugh, just die already!" she yelled at him, glaring. But she missed watching his sword, she forgot she was in a fight as she paused. And then the blade was already there, in her face, and then it heck her neck, her throat. It sliced across and she hit the ground, axe tumbling from her hand and bouncing off the earth before again reaching the ground and stopping. Kiara was no long alive.

The cannon fired.
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[memichoo]

Vincent Conaro × Male × Seventeen × District 3 × Appearance
Crush:: Open × Mood:: Disbelieving
Location:: Forest × Tag:: Kiara

Vincent flowed to a smooth stop as his blade sliced the girl's throat open. The fierce, dark fire he felt in combat died away, leaving him to gape at the girl's body. He knew the possibilities of dying and killing were very likely, but . . . It just didn't seem real. The stranger's blood gleamed on his weapon, drawing his attention. That was the blood from a fatal wound inflicted upon an girl who might've had a loving family. It was hard to digest. He quickly wiped the blood off with moss, escaping into the dark depths of the forest, only pausing to watch the hovercraft pick up the limp body, blood leaking from the sky as it flew away. He shivered inwardly and continued on, making sure to stay in the shadows and keep the shiny sword enveloped in dark moss.

Natasha Corenso • Female • Fifteen • District 12 • Appearance
Crush:: Sgorr { Later } • Mood:: Cautious
Location:: Mountain • Tag:: Sgorr

Natasha froze as he spoke, sharpening her reflexes. During the climb, she had become a bit more relaxed. Now? She had no chance if she were dull. "Let's go," She murmured, keeping her eyes trained on the area the voices seem to come from. She seriously hoped that Sgorr was quiet; She wasn't worried about herself. The girl was at best full health, while he wasn't. She made sure to dodge sticks and snow, only stepping on the lairs of pine needle or the stone. The material of her soles were a nice combination with the two materials. She slowly, but silently, made her way in the direction of the cove. It wasn't too far off, now. She only then glanced back at Sgorr, cocking her head at him. Once they got to the cove, she'd have to eat a little of the food packed in the bag. Obviously, she'd have to share with him, but whatever.