within this shallow grave; Katrina vs Jack Day 7
Dec 3, 2022 18:58:01 GMT -5
Post by charade on Dec 3, 2022 18:58:01 GMT -5
I wandered for a while.
Away from the lake, away from everyone.
Fight fucked me up bad. Good way to get my throat slit in my sleep by one of my allies. Didn’t say nothing, just left after I was sure my guts weren’t going to fall out. I slept at some point.
Kept walking.
The moon makes me itch.
Eventually I find something new.
Headstones. And then more. And more.
There ain’t nothing within eyesight but headstones. I thought maybe it was like past tributes or something—saw an old games re-run where they did statues like that—but there’s so goddamn many it can’t be.
Is this from the dark days? Graveyard from the war?
Gotta be. Ain’t no way they built all this just to use it once. Don’t recognize the few names I can make out.
Smells like death. Old death.
But then I catch the scent of something alive and covered in dried blood. It’s—the drool starts leaking out of my mouth. There’s meat nearby and I haven’t eaten in a few days. But it smells familiar too. I can’t help myself.
I follow my nose.
It’s Jack. Don’t think she was following me. Bad luck that.
With all of my injuries adding up, she stands a real chance at taking me out. Ain’t gonna tell her that, but I know it. Started to remember things that happened when the beast took over.
I couldn’t swing for shit.
Ah, Jack. It’s a shame. A couple days ago I would have cracked a joke about not being sure whether I wanted to eat her or—nah, no need to go there. Cute don’t mean nothing when the stakes are life and death.
She looks like she bites, and it ain't gonna be a hickey.
I draw my whipsword out. Ain't used the whip setting yet.
I like the weight of the blade better.
Nine left. No other tributes in sight.
We both know what has to happen.
“You’re a real one, Jack.” I say, the words sliding out between my teeth. There's a low growl in the back of my throat. “I’d never stab you in the back.” The sword clicks together. “A fighter like you? Who had my back for a few days? Straight to the face.”
Might be all she gets out of me. I taste flesh or blood again and the world is going away again.
I give her a nod of respect.
And then I charge.
Katrina attacks Jack; sword
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1064 -- Stabbed in Stomach -- 9.5 damage + 1 blades