Like Animals {Semper}

[CC is SO Sorry D:]

||Basics||

-This takes place just outside of District Four.
-That being said, it's near water, so...throwing people in is fair game?
-1 Weapon of choice, or 2 knives. When throwing knives, five are aloud. (Who would choose throwing knives for this?)
-One attack per post.
-Oh, and Nila shall be starting with 4.0 damage, seeing as she is recovering from a broken arm. Well, it's not broken anymore, but it is still weak.

Without Further Ado...

Nila Doherty felt a strange thrill overcome her. She had never been outside of District Four, because she wasn't supposed to be. It was illegal, and her father had always told her not to. However, she didn't quite feel like following her father's rules right now, because he was ignoring her again. He didn't think she was ready for the Games. He thought she wouldn't be able to compete. She would show him. She would be able to kill everyone in that arena without any problems at all.

As for Gavin...well, she would kill him too. She almost hoped he was reaped. Then she would have the pleasure of killing him herself. She smirked in pride. Oh, how easy it would be to crush her brother's bones. He would beg her to stop, call out for help, but no one would come. And then, in the end, he would admit that she was superior to him (as she had always known), and then she would kill him.

Needless to say, she wasn't feeling very nice towards her twin brother today. Well, it was no different than usual, but still. She had been feeling particularly determined to kill him lately.

Outside of District Four was an interesting place. It was rather like the actual district, minus the people. There was a rocky shoreline, a small stretch of sand, and then a grassy field with trees. Nila was currently beyond sight of the district, but she had initially worried that someone would spot her and turn her in to the Peacekeepers. If that happened, she really wouldn't be able to compete in the Games.

Because she would be dead.

A shiver of fear (was that it?) ran down her spine. Maybe I should have stayed in the district. This is stupid, she thought. She spun around, feeling as if she had to get back to her home. She couldn't be stuck out here. She couldn't be caught.

But someone had followed her, she thought. She could see a vague outline of a man not too far off. She felt her insides chill, and then become calm. Well, it was obvious what had to be done.

[[ooc: Sorry about shortness. I'm rushed.]]

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((Tis alright. :3 ))


Sawyer

It was just like the old days nearly half a century ago: Sawyer would wander out of the District, running around the uninhabited shoreline with glee, playing pretend and enjoying the solitude. But back then, things hadn't been so strict -- he had been just a little boy before the rebellion and first Hunger Games, and then everything went downhill from there. Peacekeepers cracking down, more children dying every year, conditions in the Districts getting worse -- where had the old Panem gone?

Limping down the quiet shoreline, the elderly man never remembered having this much difficulty moving across the sand. Then again, he never had to use a cane before the bones in his foot were completely shattered by a falling boat. Now, as he trudged along, listening to the waves hitting the shore, a sense of serenity overcame him. There was nothing quite like it back in civilization; a certain freedom that could only be obtained at the shore.

Sighing contently, Sawyer came to a stop, his tired eyes scanning the shoreline, and to his surprise, there was someone there. Muttering to himself, he raised a hand over his eyes to shield them from the sun and get a better look -- sure enough, there was the silhouette of a person. But who?






((Yeah..... it's wretched. D: Part of the reason he's going to be killed. x3 ))

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[CC is SO Sorry D:]

Nila felt her lip curl up maliciously. This was her chance to finally put all of her skills to use. Sure, she had never actually stabbed a person with a knife or sword before (they used blunt weapons for training), but how hard could it be? Nila was sure it wouldn't be much different from sticking a sword through a dummy. She could only imagine the flood of victorious emotions that would overwhelm her when she won this battle.

But what if she was getting ahead of herself? She was still weak from her injury, and maybe she wasn't supposed to be fighting. But she had managed to get out of District 4, bringing a small sword with her. (Just in case, because Nila didn't know what was outside of the fence. Well, she did now, but she hadn't known before. She was rather surprised by the lack of anything interesting.)

And perhaps she wouldn't want to kill the person, whoever it was. Maybe that was a little cruel. Maybe she should run away, back to the district and her home, so she could get in some more training before the Games.

This was training, though. It was damn good practice. Why would she run away?

Nila still carefully thought over her decision to fight, though. She wasn't exactly sadistic, she didn't enjoy killing people just for the hell of it. In fact, she had never killed a single person before. She was sure of her ability to, because, after all, she had been trained all of her life to kill people, and she wasn't exactly innocent. But she wasn't sure if she would take a life for no reason. Was practice a good enough reason? Was she preparing herself to do something terrible? Would this be considered cold-blooded murder?

No, of course not. It couldn't be. It was self-defense. She needed to get back to the district without being caught by the Peacekeepers. They could beat her senseless, and then she really would be useless. She couldn't let something so stupid happen to her. She was a bitch, not a ditz (there was a difference). She wasn't going to get herself caught for something so foolish as being out of the district. She would not ruin her chances for the Games next year.

The Games were quickly approaching, and Nila knew it was more important than ever to commit herself to training. She always had been devoted and hard-working, and she knew the importance of her actions. She knew that every action had a reaction, and there would be a consequence for everything she did, whether it was good or bad. If she was at the gym often, working diligently, she would be strong and ready for the Games. If not...well, she didn't want to think about that.

But the point was, she had to get practice in. She needed experience. And what better experience to have than to kill someone when she had the chance? Not too far from now, she would be killing teenagers her age so she could win the Games, most likely double-crossing teammates and slitting their throats.

She had to get used to murder.

As the figure drew closer, she saw it was an old man. Pfft, he wouldn't last two minutes in the Games. Nila knew she was capable of killing him easily, stabbing him in the gut and leaving him out by the ocean, where bugs would most likely feast upon his flesh. It wasn't like he was too far from that happening anyways.

Shrugging thoughtlessly, Nila pulled out her sword, and attacked.

[[attacks Sawyer w/ sword]]
Sword: [dice=200+1000]
[[Shallow Cut on Left Forearm; 3.5]]


[[ooc: I have a couple things I must apologize for. I reposted this because I wanted to see if it would fix the problem I was having with the Combat System. It did. *rolls eyes* And also, I'm sorry about the late-ness and jumpy-ness. :/]]

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((Naw, it's fine. :3 ))


The girl was coming closer to him for reasons unknown. The elderly man lowered his hand, having to squint to see the girl again. Why was she coming towards him? The eerie look on her face wasn't helping him, either. She seemed to be having malice thoughts, which looked like they were flashing across her eyes.

The stranger didn't appear to slow down, so the elderly man took a step back, and before he could react, she cut him with a sword.

How had she gotten a sword? And why had she attacked him? It didn't particularly matter at the moment -- Sawyer winced, yelping. So this had been her intent all along: to inflict injury upon him. But why? He hadn't done anything to her. Kids these days... He thought gruffly, grimacing and cursing under his breath. He couldn't just let her get away with this kind of thing, so using his free hand, he swung it at the girl.


[attacks Nila - unarmed]
[dice=200+5000]
Block


((Yeah.... *ashamed of horrid post length* Dx This is why I'm killing you, Sawyer.))

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