🦋 The 20th Hunger Games ➵ Victor: Penny

[MrNewYorkChef]

☭ 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚊 𝚂𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚡 ☭
District 2 || Career || Male || Eighteen || The Mad Dog

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☭ Location: Eastern Quadrant
☭ Tags: Caspia, Gloria
☭ Mood: Focused
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As Caspia skidded to a halt next to him Chaska peered at her with confusion at her cursing. He hadn't actually heard her curse like that before so it had to be something important. However when she apologized he couldn't help the slight frown, he had no idea why she was sorry. Sure it sucked being stabbed but it wasn't like he hadn't been stabbed before. He glanced over at Gloria in a confused way, as though asking what was happening. His expression cleared and turned into a much more thoughtful one at her comment. It was a good idea, if it wasn't so painful he could see how it would freak someone out. He nodded slightly at the idea. "It would make for a good sheath, if it wasn't so painful that is" he hummed in agreement. What he didn't know what she wasn't being all that serious, while he honestly was thinking it over. Turning his attention back to Caspia he gave her a tiny shake of his head. "This is hardly the worst injury I have ever had, in fact it is probably one of my more minor ones" he said with a shrug. As he spoke he went about inspecting the wound, it was hard to tell the full damage with the dagger still stuck in him but it wouldn't be good to rip it out. Pulling up his shirt revealed what could only be described as a collage of scars. Crisscrossing across his hip and snaking up and disappearing behind his clothes. Scars to in abundance that he didn't know would be shocking. Thankfully it was only a tiny glimpse since he deemed the wound well enough to travel with and let his shirt fall back down. The cuts on his thighs weren't nearly as bad, but they would be irritating while they healed. With that he motioned towards where he thought camp was. "I'll be okay for the walk Caspia. I won't be collapsing on you any time soon" he said in his best reassuring voice.

[Runnersback]

➵Sienna Mach-North| D7 |17|Tags:Moses,Jay,Eden & careers| loc:career camp
Sienna has noticed his flustery redness and well she thought it was quite adorable he had gotten a reaction like that from a simple sweet gesture. She softly shook her head before turning to Moses and pulling out wipes as she kneeled down next to him. Before hopping up and setting her pack and axe with the bow and arrows next to the tent sweet Jay had put up.Soon she returned to her trembling district partner, she was terrified of what Moses had become and is becoming. She just hoped he would snap out of it all in the matter of days. Sienna needed him and so did Jay. So she just kept a few small bandages and alcohol wipes for Moses and Jay to use in moments before getting up and heading over to Eden and Jay letting them have there moment.“I just wanted to return this and Jay there is trail mix in my bag,a blanket for you to snuggle with, and some fish I’ll gut and scale to the best of my ability later.After I handle Moses,I’ll bandage you up if you need it.” She said softly and giving a fractured smile to the both of them before whispering to Eden.“If Moses dies or starts dying would you take Jay on a walk so he doesn’t have to witness his last minutes. He doesn’t need this too.Take a comforting ally with you to also keep him distracted.” Sienna said softly trying not think like that but ultimately knowing Moses wouldn’t be making it out of the games in a crown. Soon she headed back in silence to go clean Moses’s wounds to the best of her ability.

➵Moses Grandy| D7 |18|Tags:Sienna,Jay,careers| loc: career camp
Moses swore he was hearing Rieka’s voice at the moment as he blinked his tired eyes he just stared at Sienna. It wasn’t Rieka.... That thought replayed in his mind even more so, it became a new broken record to the redhead. His lips twitched as he felt a coldness on his cheek. It was refreshing and annoying. Moses wanted to lash out and he did he managed slap Sienna’s hand away before he started sobbing his eyes out.“I’m sorry...” He sullenly wailed out to the person who was treating him but it wasn’t really for them.The apology was for Rieka. His mind just wasn’t accepting or registering reality for the life of him.Moses was going insane as he trembled more and aggressively wiped at his tears. He soon threw his jacket at Sienna as she tried to treat him but ultimately failed when she caught it and only managed to get his scratches cleaned before backing off and heading to the small tent for the tributes.

[a b c d e]

➵Zoe Marius of District 11
➵Tags: Demitra
➵Location: Cornucopia

Zoe felt so happy with the comforting sickle in her hand that she almost didn't register her ally's words. She noted that she was walking side by side with her, not in front of her, like a leader would. Zoe's heart was warmed by it. She already considered her an ally. Although the sickle might have had something to do with it. Demitra started angrily talking about how much she hated Careers. Zoe listened patiently: she didn't hate the Careers per se, but the way Careers were trained unfairly was pretty irritating. Eventually, Demitra seemed to calm, and she looked uncomfortable as they waded into the lake towards the shining Cornucopia. Then Demitra turned stiffly to face Zoe. "Zoe, I have to tell you something," she said. Zoe stopped and looked to her. She had to look down a little bit, but she thought it would be rude to kneel or bend down. "Yeah?" Zoe asked. She hoped it wasn't anything bad.

[Pistol Annie #1 NPC]

➵ Demitra Sparks
Demitra took a breath. No matter how she said this, it would inflict unimaginable pain on the kid who'd watched her alliance fall before her very eyes. Best to rip it off like an old bandage. She took out her throwing knives from where she'd stashed them in her jacket. Five knives in total; she'd sacrificed the sixth to kill Zoe's ally. After gathering all her blades, Demitra dropped them harmlessly in the grass.
"This is to show I have no intentions of attacking you," She told Zoe in a too-calm voice, almost creepy, like some emotionless Career Tributes she'd watched in the past. "But with what I'm about to say, I won't blame you if you attack me."
She tilted her head up a little, looking Zoe in the eye. "As a solo tribute, everyone was fair game for me. But I am no Career. It would be foolish of me to face my competition head-on. So I hid in the shadows, picking off tributes from a distance. At the time, it was nothing personal, but now that we are allies I need to come clean about who exactly I killed. It was your ally. It was almost you."
Although what she did was horrible, she felt a weight lifted off her chest at telling Zoe the truth.
"I understand if you hate me or want revenge," Demitra said, "but if you still wish to stay, I can assure you I have no plans of harming an ally. I may be a murderer, but I am not a backstabber. You have my word if you want to accept it."


➵ Eden Beauregard of District One
➵ Location: Careers' camp
➵ Tagged: Sienna, Moses, Jay, Killick, Madeline
Turning his head, Eden watched in worry as his friend tended to her injured district partner. Moses seemed to be in terrible condition in terms of both physical and mental health, and Eden wondered what he could do to help. Desperation tightened his throat and squeezed at his already-aching heart. It would shatter these poor souls to lose yet another friend, but what could be done?
Sienna soon returned to his side, returning the first-aid kit before addressing little Jay. Eden's shoulders slumped in relief. He hoped the presence of a trusted ally would comfort the child, at least better than a scary six-foot-tall Career could.
"Thank you, Sienna," He murmured and then leaned in to hear what else she had to say. Her request broke his heart, but he nodded solemnly. "I'll do that. Would you come, too? It might help Jay to have someone he trusts. I promise, Moses will be in good hands." If Moses's condition worsened, Eden assumed his allies would make him comfortable even in his absence. At least he trusted Chaska, Caspia, and Killick to show kindness. The other two could be a tad callous, but they wouldn't go out of their way to torture the poor fellow.
Eden stayed put, just in case Jay did want a hug from him. He just watched from afar as Sienna continued to treat Moses' wounds. Something was dreadfully wrong with the boy from District Seven, and Eden was starting to wonder if recovery was even an option or if dragging this out would only prolong the torment. He shook away the morbid thought as Moses got up and left. The Career's eyes were soft, almost pleading as he met Sienna's gaze, wordlessly telling her he was there for her if she needed to talk. Or just a hug.

[honeybee.]

Caspia Searobin | District 4 | Location: East Camp | Tags: Chaska, Gloria | Is District Two Okay?
Caspia was relieved to find that Chaska seemed perfectly alright with his injury, but she was also slightly concerned for District 2. The pair’s responses suggested stabbing was common back home. Gloria seemed entertained and Chaska dismissed it as one of his kinder injuries. “You have the entire blade of a dagger inside you, and that’s a minor injury?” Out of her friends back in Four, Caspia was supposedly the one who under-reacted to injuries, yet now it appeared she was overreacting. She tried her best to hide her surprise at the sheer number of scars already surrounding Chaska’s stab wounds, apparently District 2 training was hardcore. She nodded at Chaska’s gesture back towards camp, grateful for the reassurance that she didn’t need to worry for him. “So.. wait. In Two you guys genuinely stab each other during training or something?”
In Four it was generally considered rude to stab someone, even during a spar. Fights would be carried out using blunted weapons, or those to first blood would prioritise slashing attacks rather than stabbing ones. Caspia’s main experiences of being stabbed was from missing fish with her trident and catching her foot instead.

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Felix Prestman | District 12 | Location: Heading West | Tags: Penny | Wishing for Some Stairs
Penny agreed with his plan of moving on, but unfortunately it seemed it was going to be a little more difficult that simply leaving the valley. Any attempts to go up the steep cliff face ended with him simply sliding back down to the bottom once more, and she didn’t seem to be doing any better.
“We could just walk along the stream for a while?” Surely the walls of the valley couldn’t be this steep the whole way along. “Maybe we’ll even find a cave to stay the night? It would be the ideal shelter if we could find somewhere with a water source right outside. I’m just not sure which direction we should go.” He had no way of knowing which way might lead them towards other tributes and which would keep them safe.

[a b c d e]

➵Zoe Marius of District 11
➵Tags: Demitra
➵Location: Cornucopia

Zoe watched as her ally took five knives out of her jacket and laid them on the ground. Although her mind was racing to conclusions, a reasonable one was hard to find. What was she doing? She listened as Demitra admitted to trying to murder her... but killing Colby instead. At these words, she stepped back instinctively. "I-..." she started. Her lip started to wobble and she was quiet for a few moments, trying to calm herself down. Then she looked up, a sad, tiny, smile on her face. "I understand, Demitra. I..." she looked away. "I'd never want to get revenge on you. You practically rescued me from Reyna and them, and even if Colby... Colby hadn't died... I was separate from my old allies anyways. They never would have truly accepted me as theirs. The three of them were too close." She looked at Demitra and smiled. "I don't blame you. It seems like I've had a target on my back for the whole Games..." she sighed wryly, shuffling her feet, and then went forward and hugged her. "You're my ally now. It's in the past."

[rose petals.]

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Gloria wondered if Chaska actually thought that she was being serious. Oh well, it didn't really matter. Of course, Gloria didn't have merely the same amount of stab wounds as Chaska did, and she remembered once when fighting her opponent stabbed her in the side. Gloria had shrieked because he got her blood all over one of her best purple ruffly blouses. After that Gloria went totally insane and beat the night and day out of the kid, earning compliments from their trainer. All Gloria had said was: "If I wanted a red blouse I would've bought a red blouse." Blinking out of the memory, she turned back to Caspia. Beginning the trek back, Gloria wasn't looking forward to the addition of three new people to her their camp. There was no way she'd give them her tent spot. They could sleep in the dirt were they belonged. "Naturally." Gloria said with a smirk. "Otherwise a fight is just plain boring." Maybe this would make Caspia think twice about being rude to her. Gloria still didn't realize that she herself was the one being rude.

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Penny yelped as she slid down from the wall, luckily she landed on her feet and didn't really hurt herself. She was just embarrassed. "Yeah that sounds like a safer plan." She said with a small laugh, although in the back of her mind she wondered if the capitol was laughing at them. It would be great to find a cave, in fact, although Penny wondered if they could even be so hopeful. "That would be nice!" She said, and looked in either direction, two directions, two of them. But Penny was not about to suggest that they split up. "Maybe try this way?" she said with a shrug, gesturing towards her right.

[MrNewYorkChef]

☭ 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚊 𝚂𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚡 ☭
District 2 || Career || Male || Eighteen || The Mad Dog

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☭ Location: Eastern Quadrant
☭ Tags: Caspia, Gloria
☭ Mood: Focused
☭ D2 might need some help..
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Chaska wasn't sure how to react to Caspia's disbelief at the idea that a stab was only a minor injury. After a moment he nodded and started to reach out to offer her a pat of reassurance, however as he did he noticed the blood covering his hand. So instead he let his hand fall back and he stood there awkwardly, despite it being a minor wound he was loosing blood, so it would be smart to make their way towards the camp. He nodded in agreement with Gloria, he didn't realize that it could come across as rude. He just didn't realize that there were fights that could be fun without drawing blood. As they started heading back to camp he pondered Caspia's question. "It doesn't always end with stabbing, but if we get stabbed in training it isn't a big deal unless it is a bad injury" he said, attempting to explain. For reasons even unknown to him, he didn't mention the training with his father. That kind of training was very different. "What do the fights in four look like? I thought all the mock fights were the same" he asked curiously. At some point in their walk his hand had found it's way to put pressure on his wound, he wasn't about to bleed to death. However he wasn't really fully aware of what he was doing, it was less a thought and more like something that had been trained into him.

[Pistol Annie #1 NPC]

➵ Demitra Sparks
Demitra was at a loss for words. She'd never been an expert on handling emotions, especially other people's emotions. There was no way for her to understand how Zoe must feel. Was she shocked, betrayed, angry? Demitra watched patiently as the younger girl stepped back, her lip trembling. Maybe the callous District Three tribute had been too forward with her words.
To Demitra's surprise, Zoe responded with calmness and understanding. And was that a smile? Bewildered, Demitra could do nothing but listen in silence. She tensed up as warm arms wrapped around her in a hug, but gradually relaxed and sunk into her ally's embrace. Her mind swam with confusion. Zoe took this so optimistically, even forgiving her, and it broke her heart even more.
"Despite everything, you still..." Demitra's voice cracked just a little, and so did her cold demeanor. "Thank you."
Her rage flared a little at the thought that others were targeting this kid. Why? Demitra could understand tributes' hatred being directed towards the Careers - all horrid murderers in her eyes - or even people like Reyna or Sharnaz. But not this kid.
"It's not your fault," Demitra assured her almost sternly. "It's because you're fourteen - young enough for tributes to underestimate you, old enough for them to treat you callously. But I won't let you be alone again as long as I'm alive. Promise."
She almost didn't want to pull away from the hug, but she had to. Demitra detached herself and gazed out at the now-flooded lake.
"Come on, we better start swimming before it gets dark."

[Runnersback]

➵Sienna Mach-North|D7|17|Tags:Jay,Eden & careers|loc:career camp

His gaze had bore straight into her soul and well it made her heart flutter a little before she walked back over to Jay and Eden. While she had tended to the angry Moses who was wallowing himself to agony. She felt the safe comfort of the male guardian angel from one. Well he may just be a teenage human boy but without him Sienna would have just lost it all within the first five minutes of being in that camp. But he was her angel. She softly folded the jacket it up and placed it in the tent little Jay had did a wonderful job with. Her gaze softened as she took both of Eden’s hands.“Thank you for taking us in and for loving on Jay... And I’ve made a decision I’ll come with you and Jay but I just want to say goodbye first.” Sienna whispered softly and squeezed both of his hands for comfort. She definitely could use a scary career hug at the moment but she was too worried to ask.