Day Four/Five

[Tori]

Anastasia:

I had slept through the anthem last night, but it didnt matter. I only cared about one person who died yesterday. Ismene. I had no idea how my tributes were left, and didn't care either. I just wanted to get out of these games. I looked over at Rocko, he seemed to be sleeping, but he had seemed restless all night. Rocko?" I asked quietly, leaning closer to him.

[Marisa]

Rocko:

After Anastasia had handed me Ismenes note, she went to sleep. The anthem played and I reluctantly watched the faces flash across the sky. Ismene's picture was firt; she wasn't smiling and she wasn't herself in the picture. It left quickly and in no way did her justice.

The piece of bark was still in my hand and the words were practically etched in my mind now that I had read them about twenty times. There were probably so many things I could get done now that I had time, but I just couldn't bring myself to do it. It would make sense to try and collect some healing or edible plants now that everything seemed quiet, but instead I decided to lay next to Anastasia.

I laid next to her for hours and watched her. Even though she was sleeping and she was supposed to be in a peaceful state of mind, her face was stressed. Her eyebrows were furrowed and her face was tense. She was much closer to Ismene than I was and I had no idea how she was even still breathing; she was probably feeling such a conflict of emotions. Ismene was younger than her and Anastasia probably felt that she was an older sister of sorts.

I turned away from Anastasia and closed my eyes. I never really went to sleep, but at least I was resting my body. "Rocko?" Anastasia said. I whipped around in panic. "What's wrong? Are you okay?" I looked at her with wide eyes. Had her wounds opened up again, were they stinging again?

[Tori]

Since the avalanche was during night four, I'm putting four and five into a thread, we can say we slept during the day.

"What's wrong? Are you okay?" Rocko jolted up. I wanted to give him a hug when he asked, but something stopped me. "Do you feel that?"

It felt like the earth was about to fall away. Rocko's eyes widened, and we both scrambled up to look around. I wobbled on my unsteady feet as the ground shook beneath me. "What is it?" I aske frightened. I had never been through something like this before. "Gamemaker made?"I asked quitely.

In the dark I could just make something out in the distance. Snow was falling down the mountains in giant proportions. "Rocko!" I whispered, barely autiable. I stepped closer to him, and wrapped both of my arms around one of his. "Is it headed towards us? What should we do?"

[Tori]

The camera zoomed in at the silvery object now falling from the sky. Only moments ago a mentor had purchased a much needed item for a tribute. The silver parachute floated slowly down to the tribute, stopping to restat her feet. Once more, the camera zoomed in, getting a glimspe of bandages and jar of peanut butter that were purchased.

Awarded:
-one tiny silver parachute
-one jar of peanut butter
-one bandages

[Tori]

Moments later, a siver parachute fell down in front of me. Rocko or I had sponsors? The parachute held bandages, and a jar of peanut butter. I smiled at the notion, it may be the last thing I eat that didn't come from the arena. I turned to Rocko as the ground stopped shaking. "I want to move somewhere else. Somewhere away from the mountains."

After he spoke, I returned to our campsite, package in hand. "If you can get the meat from that hound and cook it, I'll start a fire and pack up." With that, I went to wok settng another fire. It was dark out, but I hoped the darkness would help conceal the smoke, I didn't know that much about fires.

Once I finally had the fire going, my fingers hurt. Rocko was almost done preparin the hound. I decided I should tend to my rib. There wasn't much I could do, but I tried wht I could From the training station in the arena, I learned that if something broke, you were supposed to keep it in one place. I wasn't sure if it would work, but I used half of the bandags to wrap around my stomach.

Rocko had finished at the same time as me and was no cooking the meat. I got up and retrieved all our bags, weapons, and supplies, setting it where I had been moments ago. I took down our small shelter, and brought it over as well. I then proceeded and sorted through everything, packing whatever was needed.

I kept my sweatshirt on, not botherin to pack it because of the cold. I put the antipyretics at the bottom of my bag, hoping we'd never need to use them. I shoved one of the blankets on top. Finding a pair of ear muffs I hadn't noticed before, I set them aside to wear. I put the nails in along with the magnifying glass and hammer, and zipped it up. I took my hunting knife, and shoved it in my boot, in a way it wouldn't cut me.

In the other backpack, I shoved Ismene's bedroll and death message. I kept the piece of wire around my wrist as she had. To the bag, I added Rocko's blanket and extra pair of boots. I left it unzipped, knowing we'd need to stuff food in it later. I let the pickax, machete, and jar of peanut butter out. I put the earmuffs on my head, and noticing I forgot to pack the bandage, I throw them in Rocko's bag.

He finishes up, and we both sit down to sit.