Elvish wrote:((Well, Atlas is smexy.))
Atlas Tiram
Physical Health: 100/100
Mental Health: 100/100
Injuries: None
Supplies: Black backpack,
Bow and arrows,
container of food.
Allies: The Careers
Bella and Kiandra - temporary
Atlas, as if seeing Kiandra redden, quirked up the side of his mouth in a half-smirk. He raised one eyebrow, a bit mockingly. Shaking off the flirtatious attitude, he crept away from her, into deeper shadows, making a wide arc around the 12 year olds. Atlas signaled for Kiandra to circle around the other way.
((Atlas is very smexy, you guys are just jello Kiandra is hanging out trying to kill people with him in the woods.. alone..))
Kiandra
Kiandra She nodded to him, and she could feel the awkward in the air. Why was she so bad at that. She could throw axes and knives through tree trunks, and hit a rabbit 90ft away with a bow and arrow, but Kiandra, could not be not weird around Atlas. She then shook her head and circled the other way around the girls' tree. She gripped the ax. She and atlas were going to do what the other careers could't do. Not scar them, rather kill them. (( ok so Kiandra who has really good skills all around.. and Mr. Smexy are surrounding these girls.. should they get injured.. or die?))
Beckham
Beck had been watching the girl in the cave for some time now. He decided that he would be able to kill her, and this time he would not hesitate. That is not what Aaron would do. Beckham crept out of the cornucopia and started walking among the trees to get to her, when he heard the snarl. He turned around, to see a mutt. It was a mutation of a mutation, in his opinion. Unlike the others, this had three heads, the tail of a lizard, and snake heads running along its back. It seemed to smell of flammable gas, and it indeed liked like a creature in one of the Greek mythology books back home at school. He immediately thought of his three sisters, cowering at the television with the neighbors hshshing them. Beckham was the only thing they had left, he was their father. He would fight, but he only had a dagger. She mutt picked him up, and squeezed his abdomen. He screamed, but he knew no one would be there. For saving the girls life and impressing the careers, for helping the girl off the ground at the bloodbath, this is what he had deserved. He screamed one last time, as he drove the dagger into the mutts paw "Eliza!" his sisters name. The youngest one. She was 4 years old. He had told her that if he screamed her name, she was to look away. She probably didn't though, she was defiant, like her other sisters and himself. He felt a deep ace for her now, to make everything ok. He was a coward. He had left his sisters in the hands of the district four orphanage. A tear ran down the boy's face as he smiled and closed his eyes. The mutt had walked away some time ago, but he was bleeding too much, and his organs on the inside would fail. Beckham Preyer was dying. He got mad at himself now. He let his sisters be orphaned. He could have easily killed the young girl, and the one who was crawling on the ground by simply letting Aaron do it, but he saved them both, and died. He was still breathing though. He was. A crazy thought came into his head that maybe he would survive, he had plenty of sponsors, he could easily live. He opened his eyes, but then it seemed that 3 mutts two with one head, and the one with three heads had come back. They bowed their five heads in total, and the three headed one walked up to him. It licked what it had done to the boy, and as if it was putting him out of future pain, he took the tribute in his mouth, and it was silent. It then breathed fire onto him, and all three mutts walked away, ready to kill again. Beckham felt as if he was getting lighter,and he stared down at his blackened body. He silently thanked the mutts and they walked away. He heard his cannon go off, seemingly louder than the others. His sisters had no one in the world anymore, and even in death, Beck could feel the tightness of the heart, his head pounding, and his mother and father welcome him to the world of regretting to die, and roaming the land, a tortured soul.
Aaron
he was silently carving wood when he heard the scream. He immediately got up and realized Beck was gone. He grabbed a spear and ran as another scream sounded. He ran faster. He couldn't have been dying. The cannon sounded. Aaron stared as the mutts walked passed him, unfazed by his presence. He stared at the scorched chewed body and kneeled. He felt a tear slide down his face. "Beck.. I will make sure one if us will come home for you and your sisters.." he said quietly, as he took his dagger, and the wooded tube he was carving before. He gathered some of his ashes, and a lock of his hair, before closing it with some grass and he turned around. The mutts had killed him. His only guy friend has died. It was now Arctic, Sophia and himself. Aaron was alone. He stared at Sophia as he cot back, and sat down. "He is gone.." he said slowly as he started carving another long. He set the tube in his pack carefully. "Sophia.. if I die.. you need to get that tube and take it some..' he said slowly. "Its beck.. for his sisters.." the thought of them made him feel back. They were 4, 7, and 11. They needed some of their brother, for when they went to the orphanage and sat their until they died. Because district four people would't be able to afford all three, they would also be split up. Aaron closed his eyes. He felt he had a reason to come back. In a way, Beck was helping him realize, that everyone has a reason. Life. And now Aaron had three sisters.