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Soren had kept up a quick pace for a while as he ran away from the volcano. He had stopped once to get water from the hot springs and stopped once more to put them all into his satchel. Then his pace went right back to his normal speed, his direction being the large rocks. Winona Kirby had already left to god knows where, leaving Soren behind with the two alliance members of his first kill. Storm Wie would've killed him eventually, had he stayed. Heron wouldn't of touched him, he liked to think. And as he ran down the slope, pulling out his bottles and holding his sword close, he saw the body of Anastasia Fortescue, his first kill.

He had thought it would be worse. He had thought that he would be swallowed up by guilt and pulled down onto the ground in emotional and mental pain. But instead, he felt a burst of adrenaline and a sudden feeling of the loss of sanity. As he ran, things didn't seem as realistic as they would've when epinephrine pumped through your veins. He was losing his reality, the reality he tried so hard to hold on. And now he was running towards the large rocks just to find the ones he had lost. Even if that was dangerous.

Snip Bysho had never showed up. Of that much he was certain. In the mines back at home, they had a system for some miners that got lost. Each party had to go to the last place they saw each other so that no accidents happened. People had families to go home to, just like the tributes of every Games. Except here, there is no multiple survivors. Only death, more death and one lucky survivor. But the strategy still worked with Soren after he played it out in his mind. Logically, you would go back to the last place you saw somebody. So maybe he would see Winona and Snip standing amongst the large monoliths.

But as he arrived, they were no where in sight. He was sure to wait though. Maybe they stayed around a bit somewhere. He was sure that they would arrive. Hopefully. Don't touch the rocks Soren. You have no idea what they can do. He guided himself around the group of rocks, trying to see something in the distance. But there was nothing. Until he heard the screech of something. That's when he froze on the spot and pulled out his sword. He cursed under his breath, standing there completely alone. And then he saw four things, appearing like bats. He put out his sword, ready to swipe when one came by.

[[First Bat ; Sword]]
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[[Result; Miss]]

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[cameron]

OOC: Already have the post typed at home.. but my internet flopped last night when I was fixing to post it. Also lost a character review D: Oh well.

So, not gonna possibly slow the fight up any more, so I'll just go ahead and post and fill it in when I get home.

IC:

Winona puts some tablets in her water. Then she drinks some water. She sleeps with Soren. She has a self-realization that will come with the post. And then she gets scared of a bat. And oh look! It's Snip. Cool beans.

[aya]

OOC — I feel as though it's prudent to start without Snip at this point, as he doesn't have Stealth anyhow. When it gets back around to him, Snip can start with an attack.

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Graced with sight finer than any of their genetic parents had come close attaining, the quartet of Sabertooth Bats had no trouble picking out their intended prey in the shade of the night. Their luminous eyes fixed on the trio of humans below, as each of the bats selected their targets for the first wave of siege. Bearing their defining feature, the six inch fangs that differentiated them from their non-mutated kin, three of the flying mutts swooped down on the tributes below, while Chinook, the coward, hung back:

Shade attacks Soren
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[Block — 0.0]

Aurora attacks Winona
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[Miss — 0.0]

Ares attacks Snip
[dice=200+2000]
[Block — 0.0]

And, dispelling his hesitation, Chinook followed the smallest of the bats into battle, striking the human that had taken a swipe at Shade.

Chinook attacks Soren
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[Miss — 0.0]

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Winona came into view quickly, a smile crossing across Soren's face. He still couldn't figure out why her presence made him happy. He was still determined on staying true to Sammie until the day he died. For all he knew, it could be any day. It would be soon though. Soren wouldn't be able to survive it. He was sure of that. He had been fighting non-stop since it had begun, his armor now dinged up and in a rough condition. Some of it was too damaged to use, it's surface pushed in or out at multiple locations. It had done it's job though. Although, he had wished that it could've lasted him longer. Maybe it could've helped him survive much longer than he gave himself. One day. That's all he had left in his mind. One day to stir something up. Or one day to find a place to die.

Soren felt the depression setting in already. It crawled through him like a spider along it's web. It set up an intricate pattern in his mind that he couldn't get rid of. Stuck there forever. It would be with him even if he had the good fortune to get out alive too. That was something he feared more than dying. Or at least, he tried to convince himself of that. Yeah, he felt the depression but he had not prepared for death yet. And he didn't want to tell Winona about that. Oh yeah. Winona. She had arrived by that point. Soren and Winona had an awkward relationship. There was no doubt in his mind that she was attractive. Was he attracted to her though? No. He kept assuring himself that he couldn't. He loved Sammie. Forever. No matter what. No Games or life and death situation would change that.

That's when the bats arrived. Soren heard the fluttering of wings early, taking one quick look around to see if it was Snip with some sort of bird contraption tied onto his arms. Obviously not very realistic but he had no desire to deal with Muttations. "We are Snipless again!" He shouted, looking up to the bats that flew forward. Maybe Snip had actually arrive, hidden behind something or maybe he just didn't see him because his adrenaline burst out too fast. One bat flew past him, directing itself at Winona and missing. Two came flying towards Soren, one of them being hitting against his stick lightly and the other missing his head by a few inches because of a small shift to the left. The four bats had all missed. Maybe this would be easier. They didn't look as if they could withstand very much.

[[Shade ; Sword]]
[dice=200+1000]
[[Result; Shallow Cut on Left Bicep. 3.5]]

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[cameron]

I'm typing it but had to stop to watch a movie with Damen..

So FILLER.

Attacks Aurora!
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Deep Gash Left Calf[rand=682631490053609730088007403537698172040167264646174334143288434]

[Jasik]

~ SNIP BYSHO ~

Groaning, Snip cracked his eyes open to an overcast but fairly bright sky. By the gentle light and fresh dew adorning the leaves in front of his face, Snip judged it to be sometime in the morning, although the stiffness in his joints told him that he had probably been asleep for longer than just a few hours. Letting out another groan, Snip sat up only to be knocked back down by a wave of dizziness. Only then did he realize that his head was pounding and his mouth was as dry as a bone. He was clearly dehydrated. Not only that, but he was forced to deal with the aftereffects of the poison that had already been dispelled from his system. Snip was not in very good condition.

He took another shot at sitting up again, but took it more slowly and carefully. He managed to pull himself into an upright position and rubbed the crust from around his eyes. After blinking rapidly to banish any remaining residue and hefting his backpack onto his shoulder, Snip bent over to retrieve his hatchet and froze. On the other side of the bush was a face he never thought he would see again. His mother.

Not daring to believe it, Snip slowly stood up straight again, staring with his crimson eyes open wide at the beautiful woman before him. She wore a long, white gown that shimmered as it was gently blown in the wind. Her skin was pale, paler than Snip's, almost pure white. Her eyes were a soft shade of brown to match her hair, and now they were watching him gently, reflecting the smile on her lips. After simply observing her in shock for a few seconds, Snip uttered in a quiet, ragged voice, Mom?

The maiden smiled again and nodded slightly before turning to face away from him. Your friends need you, she said in a strangely echoing voice that could not have been produced by any normal human being. A long, slender finger rose up and pointed off in the direction she was facing before she flickered and vanished.

For a while, Snip could do nothing more than stare longingly at the place his mother's spirit had inhabited, desperately wishing that she would return and offer her comfort once more. But she was gone, taken back to whatever other plane of existence she had existed in before, but Snip knew she was watching him, guarding him. And for the first time since he'd been dropped in this arena, Snip felt safe.

Only did her words sink in when Snip heard a familiar voice shouting nearby. Soren.

Quickly retrieving his hatchet from the bush where he had left it, Snip took off running in the direction of the voice, fighting his way desperately through brambles that sought to hold him back. Finally, he burst into a small clearing and caught a glimpse of his allies attacking a pair of giant bats -- no doubt another Capitol creation -- before another one swooped out of nowhere, striking out at him. Snip managed to bring his weapon up in time to deflect it, but he had to protect his allies before himself. The only way to do that would be to fend off this beast long enough to reach his friends, so Snip struck out with his hatchet, hoping to make it quick so he could ensure his allies' survival.

{Ares | Hatchet}
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{Block | 0 Damage}

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The thud of Aurora's dead and bleeding body hitting the ground shocked the rest of the bats — all of which were still recovering from their slew of missed attack — into a state of cold confusion, followed closely by panic and, more predominantly, bloodlust. The bats redoubled their efforts on their initial targets, three distinct blurs of fur and fangs and fury.

Shade attacks Soren
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[Shallow Cut on Right Bicep — 3.5]

Ares attacks Snip
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[Shallow Cut on Stomach — 4.0]

Chinook attacks Soren
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[Deep Gash on Chest — 9.5]

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Deeper. Deeper. Slice. Pain. Everything seems to intensify when the first bat slices his skin open. His blood began to pump faster, forcing him forward to stay moving. That's when the second bat flew low, slicing across his chest, creating a bloodstream from the wound. His hand crossed tightly over the wound, trying to apply the pressure needed. Dammit. Dammit. His breath came out in short bursts that were sporadic and not to the rhythm that it usually follows. His eyes rolled a bit to the side, seeing Snip get cut too, a shallow wound on his stomach. Then he dropped down to the cold hard ground, amongst the large rocks. Even in his weakest state, he made sure to not touch them. His suspicion could certainly be true.

That's when he felt the thickness of the blood pumping through his body. He began to feel drowsy, weak, unable to control the spasm that begins in his left arm. Poison? His words echo around in his head as if to say that nobody knew. Nobody could know. I'm the only person in his head and I don't want to spoil it for him. No pain happened in that moment. Soren was actually painless, the wounds that were inflicted causing no distraction. But the bats were turning a bright pink, the large rocks transforming into giant swords that wanted to slice Soren open. Even Snip looked different, his skin now a dark black and his hair a fiery red. The soft ground became hard, shark rocks poking out everywhere. The sky dimmed to a dull red, the clouds becoming black like storm clouds.

Even the sounds were off. He could constantly hear a screaming woman to his left, the voices of Snip and Winona drained out by the laugh of the bats. Heh. The bats have a funny laugh. He smiles in his hallucinogenic state, his eyes rolling back and forth. But there's Winona, walking right up to him. "Can you carry my pet dog? He appears to be too heavy for my petite frame." His hand wrapped around the strap of his 'dog', in other words his bag, and then moved it forward towards Winona. His sword was the only thing left with him before Winona turned and ran away.

"Where are you going? I haven't had my dinner yet?" He moaned, crashing onto the ground, rolled up in a ball. His mind was playing tricks on him. But there was a small glimmer of reality, a small flash of the blue sky and the soft ground and the large rocks. And he grabbed that piece of reality, metaphorically. Pushing himself up off the ground, he held his sword out, staring right at one of the bats.

[[Shade ; Sword]]
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[[Result; Obviously a Miss.]]

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[cameron]

ooo
Well, I never want to see you unhappy
I thought you'd want the same for me.
ooo

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After first seeing the bats, Winona Kirby was initially shocked and didn't want to move at all. The creatures had always been rather frightening to her, and whenever she would see the small flying mammals on or around the docks where she worked the blonde would scream and jump into the water. It may not have been the brightest idea, but she was a competent swimmer. She could easily make laps underwater until the sharp-fanged monster left the vicinity. When she entered the Arena, the thought that she'd see another bat never crossed her mind. Winona was supposed to live each day in the safety of Soren Ryder, who was protecting her as much as he could. The man seemed strong enough, too; it wouldn't be too hard for him to keep her alive. Unless, of course, he died himself—but that wasn't happening, she promised herself. It wasn't.

Naturally, when the sabertooth bats found the two Tributes they attacked, but luckily, with a scream, Winona was able to roll out of the path of the attack. Immediately flung out of her dreamy morning daze that took place every day, she jumped onto her feet and looked for Soren. Sighing as she spotted him, safe, she turned back to the bat that had charged at her. With a shriek, she shot her pike out at the shady little demon and in seconds the monster was on the ground, breathless. The girl then stood in shock, staring at the bloody corpse of the animal she had just slaughtered.

Winona had killed it. She had killed something. That wasn't supposed to happen. Soren was supposed to stay and protect her, defeat every foe in her path, and lead her to survival. She was codependent of him, and without him there was nothing she could do. Good thing his death wasn't happening, right?

Wrong. As Snip approached the two, a bat slammed its fangs deep into the chest of Soren. Her caretaker, her means of survival, her entire life at this point in time had just been fatally injured and she could tell. The bats gnarly teeth had seemed dipped in venom, and Soren's eyes were already going crazy. He seemed so pained, so—Oh hey, it's Snip! Where had he been all this time? At least he was alright, right?

Wrong again. Another bat attacked the other Tribute of her District, and then both males were doomed. Soren wasn't supposed to die, though! He couldn't! But, just as Winona was never supposed to kill anything, Soren was never supposed to die.. but she was wrong. Both of those things were happening before her eyes. Why her? Why did the things that weren't supposed to happen always end up happening? Her parents and her brother were never supposed to get lost at sea. Her uncle was never supposed to sell her to his boss for some extra money and a raise. She was never supposed to continue selling herself for profit. She was never supposed to be Reaped. She was never supposed to be here.

And so she ran. Before she got anywhere, though, Soren stopped her. He said something about his dog, handing her his bag. Then, the boy collapsed. She should have stayed, she should have stopped to stitch up his wounds, she should have done something; but the girl did nothing of any assistance whatsoever. Letting a few weak tears out of her eyes, the Tribute turned and disappeared from their sight.

"Goodbye," she murmured through panting breaths. She knew it was the last time she'd see either of them. And when the canon sounded, she knew it was true. Collapsing on the ground where she was, Winona Kirby mourned until morning.

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ooo
Should've known you'd bring me heartache
Almost lovers always do .
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[Jasik]

~ SNIP BYSHO ~

ooc; OMG, Jasik's making a real post :O

Beyond the bat that Snip was locked in combat with, Soren was hit by a barrage of attacks from the other two. Gritting his teeth in frustration, Snip got ready to sprint toward his allies when suddenly his personal foe lashed out again. Unprepared for the blow, Snip could only step back a bit, but its fangs still managed to break the skin on his stomach. It didn't seem to be a deep cut, thankfully. But just as Snip was about to shove the creature away and assist Soren with his bats, terribly familiar pain and dizziness swept through Snip's body, almost knocking him to the ground. The wound was very shallow and shouldn't have been more painful than a slight stinging, but it was throbbing harshly.

That thing must have been venomous, too.

No, he whispered, staggering a bit as he struggled to retain his balance. His crimson eyes, now narrowed in both fear and rage, settled on the bat that fluttered before him. No... he whispered again, his breath suddenly turning ragged. The poison was infiltrating his system rapidly. Unless sponsors decided to help him once more, he was doomed.

A deep, inhuman growl rumbled in his throat, quickly growing louder as he raised his hatchet. You worthless piece of shit! Snip screamed. Letting out an enraged roar, he rushed in and swung his hatchet. He didn't have much longer to live, but he planned to use ever second of it making sure he and his allies would at least get out of this fight alive.

{Ares | Hatchet}
[dice=200+11000]
{Severed Right Calf at Knee | 9 Damage}

ooc; It won't let me delete the other post for some reason. Would someone mind helping me with that? :3

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The second bat hit the ground with a horrible, if quiet, crunch of fragile bones on hard earth — a sound that was probably lost on the two humans that remained in the area, yet fell harshly upon the sensitive ears of the brethren of the deceased fliers. The two males took it upon themselves to avenge their comrades, a high-pitched agreement to divide and conquer reached before the smaller bat and his larger companion set their fangs on the remaining ground-dwellers.

Shade attacks Soren
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[Shallow Cut on Forehead — 4.5]

Chinook attacks Snip
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[Stabbed in Ear — X]

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The sword swung by the bat, plenty of space between them. He cursed as the blade swung back to it's original position, ready to fight again. The bat's laugh came back again, its mouth moving slowly and exaggerating the words. Words. Oh, the bat is very literate. I like that word. Literate. The reality he tried so hard to hold on to was disappearing with every moment, only reappearing for a split second just to confirm to him that he was still alive. To confirm that Snip was alive. To confirm that Winona actually left them to die all alone. That's what she did. She left them to die. But Soren knew that he would've done the same had he not felt the poison storm through his veins.

One of the bats swiped at Soren, cutting into his forehead and sending more poison through his veins. And then the other bat flew towards Snip, giving it a light kiss on his ear. Aw, look at the cute bat kissing Snip. I think they want to be friends. But there was suddenly blood and Snip dropped, dead. "SNIP!?" The reality came back, hitting Soren like a wall and waking him up from the poison induced stupor. He raised his sword up high, looking at the bat that had done what he did to Snip. With as much power as he could, Soren swiped down with his weapon, set on getting revenge for his fallen ally.

[[Chinook ; Sword]]
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[[Result; Shallow Cut on Back of Head. 4.5]]

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[aya]

The two remaining bats had extracted revenge — even if it was incomplete — with the death of the paler of the humans. The two circled overhead for a brief few moments: one lap, two laps, three for victory. But they hadn't settled the score quite yet, and, with renewed confidence, the duo dove on the last human in the vicinity.

Shade attacks Soren
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[Deep Gash on Left Bicep — 8.0]

Chinook attacks Soren
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[Shallow Cut on Right Hip — 3.5]

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The bats flew back, cutting the boy open twice more. He cursed quietly, wanting to hold every wound to somehow prevent the pain. There were too many wounds though and he only had one arm to fight with. He held the chest wound, looking up at the bats as they flew overhead. Snip was dead. When he looked over at the limp body on the ground, he knew he was dead. Without a doubt. The blood from his ear assured that. The cursing came from Soren's mouth quicker this time, increasing in volume. "Dammit. Come on Soren. Pull yourself together." He lifted his sword, swiping towards the original bat for what may as well be the last time.

[[Shade ; Sword]]
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[[Result; I don't even have to say it. Miss -_-]]

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[aya]

Emboldened even further by the missed attack that followed their recent victory, the pair of Sabertooth Bats dove gleefully at the human once more. Was he slowing down? Did they have him? Perhaps, with one more attack, he would fall and the fight would be won: an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, and a pair of mutts for a pair of boys.

Shade attacks Soren
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[Deep Gash on Right Forearm — 8.0]

Chinook attacks Soren
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[Shallow Cut on Left Hip — 3.5]

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