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[Spider-Man]

Name: Max
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Area: The tree were Azeala is
Items: Water bottle ( 1 ), tarp ( 1 ), plastic garbage bag ( 1 )
Stone throwing knives ( 6 ), Knife ( 1 ), bandages ( 1 ),
healing medicine ( 1 )
Food: none
Water: Water bottle - more than half - ( 1 )
Injuries: bat bites ( 2 )

" I wonder how long this is gonna last." He asks to no one but the sky. " I hope its not to long "( BTW i know how long it gonna last this is just RP wise ) He says as he passes her the healing cream and bandages for her eye. " I can do it for you. " He says as he rubs the cream gently on her eye. He than puts to bandages on them. I look at my water bottle and sigh, there is only more than half of it left and I got no food. " Hey you got any food? " He asks her. " If this lasts long were gonna have to save the water. " Max says as he puts the water away. " We could eat the tarp maybe..." He laughs at the joke but it soon stops since the situation were in. he could have pushed her out of the tree right now and right then but he didn't.

[flare ♥]

|| A Z A L E A ||

Age: 17
Currently: Sheltering in a tree
Alliances: Max
Items: 1 Burn Medicine, 1 Bandage, 2 Bottles Of Clean Water, and 1 Dagger
Injuries: No Sight in Left Eye

Azalea held up her two water bottles, one full one had one tiny sip taken from it. "This is all I have." She said, realized for the first time how hungry she was. "But once this sandstorm dies down, we can go and look for certain plants to eat." She suggested, pushing a stray strand of golden brown hair out of her face. "I'm not a good hunter, but I know almost everything about plants." She said, at the time wishing she knew how to hunt. Her eye was immediately soothed when the cool cream was rubbed gently on it. "Thanks." She sighed, her one eye glowing. "Sorry about... my uh... eye." She laughed bitterly, feeling awkward seeing only out of her right side and having the other side bandaged. Her brothers would probably make fun of her right now. "Some weird Hunger Games creature got me." She explained.

[Spider-Man]

Name: Max
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Area: The tree were Azeala is
Items: Water bottle ( 1 ), tarp ( 1 ), plastic garbage bag ( 1 )
Stone throwing knives ( 6 ), Knife ( 1 ), bandages ( 1 ),
healing medicine ( 1 )
Food: none
Water: Water bottle - more than half - ( 1 )
Injuries: bat bites ( 2 )

" I can hunt rabbits, if I happen to find one. They are probably somewhere were water is like an oasis. " I say as some sand finds its way in the tarp but quickly dies and falls down becuase there is no wind. " Ya, some bats got me, that's why im so agitated and...shot. what if the storm is still going at night? What if they come back. Last night they were stalking me all night why not tonight?" I say worried now. " I am so sorry if the come back." Max says lowering his head. " I will leave after the storm is over."
He keeps his head lowered watching the sand come in and than go back out from lack of air. " He wonders how many tributes are left" He says out loud as he counts in his head. " 5-7" Max says. " 5-7 tributes left."

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|| A Z A L E A ||

Age: 17
Currently: Sheltering in a tree
Alliances: Leah
Items: 1 Burn Medicine, 1 Bandage, 2 Bottles Of Clean Water, and 1 Dagger
Injuries: No Sight in Left Eye

A tinge of surprise passed through Azalea, replaced with hope and even happiness. She had really made it this far? "Please don't leave..." She said, trailing off. She didn't want to appear to be weak, but Max was growing on her, and it was good to talk to somebody, and to help each other. "If they come back, I have a dagger and I'll stab them all." Azalea said, her words strong out loud, in her head doubtful. She just wanted to reassure him, like her father would reassure her that everything would be ok. "We're pretty far in." She observed out loud, didn't he feel a tiny bit hopeful? She decided it was best not to talk about the hunger games. "Whats district 4 like?" She asked him. Maybe they could pretend, pretend they weren't in a fight to the death, just for a few minutes.

[Spider-Man]

Name: Max
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Area: The tree were Azeala is
Items: Water bottle ( 1 ), tarp ( 1 ), plastic garbage bag ( 1 )
Stone throwing knives ( 6 ), Knife ( 1 ), bandages ( 1 ),
healing medicine ( 1 )
Food: none
Water: Water bottle - more than half - ( 1 )
Injuries: bat bites ( 2 )

" Ok, I wont leave." He chuckles at her comment about the bats. His stomach rumbles and thinks about what he has eaten last. ' The remains of a rabbit in the morning' He than listens to what she has to say next. " Well I live near the ocean and it is very beautiful there. There may be hurricanes and tsunamis which leads to flooding, but everyone knows how to swim there." He says as he thinks about past memories. " So that's why the old people live more in land so its always fun at the beach when no ones nagging you. Sometimes it gets a little crazy though." He thinks as he remembers all the good times hes had with his friends. He than continues on. " It is very luxurious and beautiful, the water is always warm." He says. " thats all really... whats at your district?"

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|| A Z A L E A ||

Age: 17
Currently: Sheltering in a tree
Alliances: Max
Items: 1 Burn Medicine, 1 Bandage, 2 Bottles Of Clean Water, and 1 Dagger
Injuries: No Sight in Left Eye

Azalea could nearly picture perfect pretty waves rolling off a white beach. She was then sucked back into the reality of her district. "It was ok." She said, looking at the tiny grains of sand that scattered slightly around the small room. "There was technology everywhere. Barely any plants and natural stuff." She said. "But I had a little garden in my house that I kept, thats how I know about plants." She told him, trying not to feel uncomfortable in the tight space, she had never been this close to anybody but her own family. Her golden brown eyes were back in her district for a moment. Then they trailed off back to the Hunger Games. She suddenly felt a pang of homesickness, and it shone in her deep brown eyes. She looked down at the ground, relieved her eye didn't hurt anymore. All there was was a dull ache, but it wasn't bad.

[Spider-Man]

Name: Max
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Area: The tree were Azeala is
Items: Water bottle ( 1 ), tarp ( 1 ), plastic garbage bag ( 1 )
Stone throwing knives ( 6 ), Knife ( 1 ), bandages ( 1 ),
healing medicine ( 1 )
Food: none
Water: Water bottle - more than half - ( 1 )
Injuries: bat bites ( 2 )

I listen to her about her district. " Nothing I have never heard of. " He says. " That sounds gloomy. " He says leaning on the bark. " Im gonna take a rest he says taking a little sip from his water. He brings his knees to his forehead and rests his head on his knees. I lies there and doesnt fall asleep for a little while. He dreams of bats, lots of them attacking us. The bats pick him up as he watchs the others tear
Azaela up and drink her blood. The bats carryng Max lets go and he falls into a pit of small spiders. He scrambles around trying to stand up but the bats knock me back down and than drink his blood. He is not afraid of mutate spiders that arent real but the real ones you find all over the house and plants.

[flare ♥]

|| A Z A L E A ||

Age: 17
Currently: Sheltering in a tree
Alliances: Max
Items: 1 Burn Medicine, 1 Bandage, 2 Bottles Of Clean Water, and 1 Dagger
Injuries: No Sight in Left Eye

Azalea nodded, taking a tiny sip of her own water and not daring to close her eyes. But once she blinked, her eyes felt heavy with missed sleep. She kept them open though, she didn't want to wake up to something hovering over her, about to kill her in some cruel way. Or worse, not waking up at all. She saw Max have a disturbed expression on his face when dreaming, but she dismissed it. She listened to the sound of sand thrashing against everything. She wondered how many tributes would die in this, if any. She knew that the Games would get more intense, since the number of tributes were narrowing.

[NoisyBirds]

Nick finished setting up the second thick tarp and stacked whatever supplies they had on the end, keeping it tight ighr enough to keep things out, but not so tight that the rocks could easily rip through it. Just englugh so they bounce off of it. The tribute sat down and let sun dust and rocks out of Yetis fur, gently grooming the dog. He never had a pet of his own but he cared for one of his neibors dogs. He missed his family. Though the boy may have not been from a career district or volunteered, he could be considered a career. Considering he had trained his entire life just in case. His father had made him a sword out of metal scraps, a how out of old wood and twine and arrows of whatever he could find. They has trained for the day that Nick might be reaped, just so he could win and return home. And that's what he was going to do. Atleast he was safe for the moment, the two thick tarps at the entrance keeping the storm out and them inside. As well as the fact the tarps wouldn't fly out anytime soon. He secured them extremly tightly.

[flare ♥]

(@skittles: You got my PM about not being here July 8th-July 14th right? I just don't want to get kicked off)