The Hunger Games discussion

A small sliver of sand at the edge of a huge stretch of water. There's barely enough room for three people to stand shoulder-to-shoulder.
(Can only get here from Forest, Storm Fields, and Open Ocean)

Connall raced out to the shore, stopping by the edge of the water.

Azzy stood beside him, turning around to face the others as they came.

(gtg)

(Nah, here is fine :)

Scarlette enters, her golden-red hair stained with blood, the sunlight shining behind her, making her look like a princess of blood. A warrior princess. Her face too was a bit stained with blood-
Not her own of course.
They made freckles of violence, the made her look so much more dangerous, so much more regal.
She was confidence.

Jaspur followed them closely. He clutched a knife in each of his hands, ready for an attack, just in case.

Scarlette bites her lip when she sees the ocean.
Why? Why did we have to go to the water?
But she shoves all her memories deep, deep down and sits next to her allies, looking as radiant as ever.

"So, what's the plan exactly? Are we setting up camp here?" Jaspur asked.

Azzy knelt down and touched the water, looking like a water spirit with those cobalt blue eyes of hers and her almost white platinum blond hair. "We'll have to find a bigger place for all of us. What do you think of swimming?" She asked, still almost mesmerized by the water.

"Fuuuuuuuck no," Scarlette says, eyes widening in fear. "No swimming. No no no."

Azzy was surprised but shrugged. "Okay, that's fine but there's still not enough space for all of us here, especially to make camp."

Caleb followed his allies to the Shore. Ther salty sea spray blew in his face, and he blinked the sting out of his eyes, looking around. The water gave him an idea, something that had been done quite a few years prior. If he could get some electricity, he could turn the water into a weapon.

Scarlette shrugs.
"Maybe we could try the green areas? They're big and empty?" she says hopefully.

"Unless that's what others thought of, too. You know how many people try and plot out our movements?" Jaspur said.

"Yeah, the ocean may be our best bet." She agreed.

"Or the Cornucopia itself," Connall pointed out. "It's been done before, and since the Horn is in the center it's the easiest to defend."

Caleb listened to all of them, but hesitated before adding his own opinion. "Connall's right. Plus, most of the food and water is in there, so we'll be able to survive for a long time." He said.

"Damn straight I'm right," Connall muttered, smirking at Caleb.

"Sure, we can head back to the Cornucopia. Besides, if any other tributes show up wanting more supplies, we can kill them quickly," Jaspur said.

(gtg wait for me pls)

Azzy rolled her eyes at Conall. "Whatever. We need at least three of us to be on watch." She said, getting up and ready to go back. "And before, it backfired terribly." (Oh my small pessimistic ice child)

Azzy rolled her eyes at Conall. "Whatever. We need at least three of us to be on watch." She said, getting up and ready to go back. "And before, it backfired terribly." (Oh my small pessimistic ice child)

Azzy rolled her eyes at Conall. "Whatever. We need at least three of us to be on watch." She said, getting up and ready to go back. "And before, it backfired terribly." (Oh my small pessimistic ice child)

"Well this time we have me on our side," Connall teased, picking up his pack and bow. Another kill for you to win.

Jaspur rolled his eyes at Connall's comment but picked up his backpack and took the knives from his belt again.

Jackson raced to the shores, sitting down near Azzy, Jaspur, and Connall.

sнεяℓσcк нσℓмεs wrote: "Jaspur rolled his eyes at Connall's comment but picked up his backpack and took the knives from his belt again."

((there are no knives))

"Fine." She said, already heading back the way they came. "But I'm coming here later; we need more food in case the cornucopia gets sabotaged."

Caleb kinda froze at Connall's smirk. He has a cute smile - wait what? His face was growing hot, and he was at least 70% sure he was blushing. Why was he blushing? He shouldn't be blushing. There was absolutely no reason for him to be blushing. Stop it. Stop. He already had his sword and wire in hand, so he waited for the others to just pack up, facing away from them so they wouldn't see him blshing. Dammitdammitdammitdammit

Connall's eyes caught Caleb's. He stared for a moment, then saw Azzy leaving.
Shit.
He grinned flippantly and followed after her, trying to ignore his heartbeat and the feelings that he absolutely should not listen to, they were not going to help him, this was not going to work.

((we're gonna pretend Noelle was here the whole time))

Noelle fingered her bloodstained sword, sitting down next to Scarlette. Her green eyes glimmered brighter than ever, red lips gleaming in the sunlight. Her dark hair had an auburn tint to it. She looked like a true warrior, a princess, blood smeared on her hands and a few strands of hair.

((HAHAHAHAHAHAHHA IT'S STARTINGGGGGGGGGGG))

Caleb stood there awkwardly for a moment, before he followed the rest of them. He saw that he saw that shitshitshitshitshit of course he saw it AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-

Jackson lurked in the shadows behind them, his icy gaze never wavering as he walked.

Ayla ~an angel cried~ wrote: "sнεяℓσcк нσℓмεs wrote: "Jaspur rolled his eyes at Connall's comment but picked up his backpack and took the knives from his belt again."

((there are no knives))"

((Ope.))

Jaspur followed them.

(wait for meeee)

((I know I think we're not doing anything right now))

Azalea walked in with her spears, putting them down and diving in, grabbing at any Leo and seaweed she saw. She swam up quickly onto the shore and wove a tight net, focusing and spearing just below a fish she saw (water distorts an image so you have to do it right below the image), piercing it in the gut and pulling it out, throwing it directly in the net. She did this more times, sweating by the time she got ten. She flopped on the sand and stared up at the sky, comforted by the fact that she was looking at the same sky that her family was. “ ich liebe dich.”

((They're at the cornucopia))

She got up and dusted herself up, hauling the net of fish back to the career pack.

((The Caleb-Connall thing? Sorry, no.))

((Connall's a Career, Caleb's from Three but joined the Careers on a whim.))

Scarlette runs in, blood and tears staining her face, wet from all the rain pouring upon her.
She looks up at the ocean, breathing in the salty air. Immediately, a wave of panic hurtles tough her mind, as Caprice's screams echo and reverberate through her head.
Stifling another scream, she takes one small, tentative step forward. Towards the water.

Noelle ran to the shores after picking herself up, vision still blurry and everything murky. The blood and tears and rain were all stained on her face, and the salty air stuck to her throat. She sat down silently, looking out over the water.
It was your fault.

Scarlette turns around, and a small gasps gets caught in her throat.
"N-Noelle?" she whispers, backing away from the sea.

"It's me," Noelle smiled weakly, although she still couldn't see clearly.

"W-what are you doing here?" Scarlette asks, tears starting to fill her eyes again.

"I...followed you," Noelle shrugged, furiously wiping at her face.

Scarlette rushes over to hug her, instinctively. "Are-are you okay?" she blurts out.

[[Oh shoot. I’ve got to bring Jax in here, but should I wait until their moment is over?]]