I challenge you [Cato]

[Sage]

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[bg=000000] Scarlette Primrose As soon as the words left my lips, I knew Phenon would accept, he just seemed like the kind of guy that would take my challenge. I smiled, this would be fun. He's a guy, he'll think you're weaker, you have to show him Scar that you're stronger than he thinks I told myself. I wanted to beat him, to show him that we girls could kick ass too. I walked up to the rack where swords of all kinds were hanging up. I picked up my favored sword, a short sword and did a few practice swings with it. Looking at Phenon, a challenging grin spread across my face and I gripped the sword close. "Ready to have your ass kicked?" I asked, stepping into the ring. It reminded me of before I'd stopped coming to the training center, before dance had taken over my life and I'd become part of the PTSD's of districts one (The Pretty, Talented, Spirited dancers) all of whom had Post traumatic stress disorder to some degree or the other. I was abused as a child, my friend Ella, accidentally killed her best friend, and our leader was the only one to survive a horrific crash that killed the rest of her family. I took a deep breath, thinking of all the anger I felt for my father and looked at the boy across from me. How arrogant he is, how easily he's misjudged me I think, smiling. "The challenger shall make the first move" the instructor said. I nodded, pulling back my dark hair into a pony tail as I darted in and struck [Scar attacks Phenon with a sword] [dice=200+1000] [1013=Shallow cut on right thigh 3.5 damage]

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[Noah Vau - D2 (Cato)]

Phenom heard the challenge that Scarlette proposed to him and he grinned. Of course he would accept the challenge. He went to a rack of weapons on the table and looked at what was there. He wouldn't use a bow in the fight since he needed a lot of work with it still and knives just seemed so.... tame in his mind. He looked at the swords and spears next. The sword he was good at and the spear he felt ok with, but when he spotted a deadly looking trident even for a training weapon he immediately grabbed it and turned to walk to the ring.

"You wish little girl" Phenom was looking forward to teaching this girl who had the nerve to challenge him to a fight. He wouldn't show mercy in the slightest to her and he hoped he got no mercy back from her. If he won which he was sure it would happen, he didn't want no excuses from her at all and that would annoy him if she made excuses when and if she lost. He looked at the trident in his hands. How he never touched a weapon like this before was beyond him, but he was definitely looking forward to using it.

Phenom stepped into the ring at last and as he did so he heard the instructor say the challenger would make the first move. He expected that, but he still wasn't prepared for how fast the attack was. Readying himself with this new weapon he hoped that it was a good choice to have chosen this weapon even though it was entirely new to him.

(attacks Scarlette with a trident)

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deep gash on chest 9.5 damage[rand=165348742480482923102430645760554423536766601597420795152476557292]

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[bg=000000] Scarlette Primrose Phenon was fast and he was strong. I gasped as his trident hit me in the chest, just barely missing my heart, and staggered. I could taste blood in my mouth and i knew that wasn't a good sign. I had to be faster and dodge his next blow. Thank ripred he didn't hit my heart I thought. Blood fell over my shirt, turning the white red like a flower against snow. It was oddly beautiful. I raised my sword, my hands shaking slightly. If I can't dance tomorrow, there's going to be hell to pay I thought, glaring at him. I launched myself at him, using my speed to hopefully knock him off balance. He was sturdy, I'd give him that but could he beat the momentum I had. I knew all about momentum from being a dancer, the less momentum we had, usually the lighter we landed and the less chance we had of injury. This time, though, I wanted to injure my opponent, this arrogant boy who'd refused to tell me his name from the start and I'd only learned it because Darren had accidentally said it. "That was only a warm up. Also, don't you dare severe any limbs, I need to dance tomorrow and I can very well do that without one of my limbs." I knew that in a fight, there was always the risk of losing a limb, i'd seen it happen a number of times but I really didn't want it to happen to me. I barreled into him, the momentum I'd built up from darting around the ring sending both of us back. I darted out of reach before, with my sword raised, I attacked him again with an intent on landing a blow while he was stunned. [Scar attacks Phenon with her sword] [dice=200+1000] [1010=Severed left calf at knee 9.0 damage]

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[Noah Vau - D2 (Cato)]

Phenom yelled out at part of his leg being severed off. How stupid of him to let his guard down like that. This girl was something else and now he needed to pay his full attention to her. He had trouble concentrating on the fight because of his severed leg. Trying to crawl towards Scarlette he attacked with his trident, but he wasn't so sure if he would do anything with his condition now.

[dice=200+3000]
shallow cut

Just as he expected. Phenom wasn't able to do much with his severed leg hindering him. He crawled away trying to do what he could to defend himself in this position. He wouldnt back down from the fight though. He smiled at Scarlette's skill with the weapon. He even laughed at his own pain. How idiotic it was for him to think he would make it out unscathed and now he needed to replace his leg if he had the money. [rand=305735216941490142465827067644687085836329274549937850975785948056]

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[bg=000000] Scarlette Primrose As his leg came off, I felt myself turn a little green. I hadn't meant to severe his leg. He crawled towards me and I felt pity for him well up inside me. "I'm sorry..." He attacked me with his trident, giving me a shallow cut on my arm. I pushed down the pity welling up inside me and felt the fire in my heart return. He'd be able to get a prosthetic leg, thank ripred they provided those for us here in district one. I knew in some of the other districts, if you lost a limb, it could be devastating. Here in district one though, it was a piece of cake to get a lost limb replaced, it happened enough times that the Capitol had decided to let them all get prosthetic limbs for little or no charge. She looked down at him, her chest still bleeding. She had blood on her face from having put her hair up and she knew she'd scare the shit out of Ella when she went to practice. She could just imagine Ella's response "Scar, holy crap, what the hell happened to you?" "I got into a fight with this guy who needed to be taught a lesson about not being so arrogant" she smiled at the thought before she swung her sword at Phenon. [Scar attacks Phenon with sword] [dice=200+1000] [1094=Shallow cut on left hip 3.5 damage]

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[Noah Vau - D2 (Cato)]

When Phenom heard Scarlette say she was sorry that enraged him. "Really your sorry? I really..... don't believe you at all and you shall pay for what you did to me." Phenom wasn't going to have any of this pity. They were supposed to be careers for crying out loud not showing pity or mercy. He thought back to when he let his guard down and his leg was severed. He suffered the consequences, but he didn't want her pity at all. He yelled at her. "Don't you dare feel sorry for me I don't want none of your damn pity...."

Phenom attacks Scarlette with his trident despite all of his injuries up to this point. No matter what happened in this fight he would not back down. He needed to accept that fact that severed limbs would probably happen in the arena and this fight was good practice. He felt like Scarlette deep down wanted to hurt him this bad and if that was the case he was glad. He needed a vicious district partner and right now she was fitting the bill. If he had to have a district partner then he was glad the person who severed his leg was his only choice.

[dice=200+3000]
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[bg=000000] Scarlette Primrose I look at him. "Really your sorry? I really..... don't believe you at all and you shall pay for what you did to me." he says, a sneer in his voice. My gray eyes turn steely. "Don't you dare feel sorry for me I don't want none of your damn pity...." so he didn't want my pity, well then, I won't give him any. "Ripred, I thought you were, you know, a decent human being who actually had some feelings, obviously, I was so very wrong" I say, my voice turning bitter. "You know, you're just like my dad, even though you're sober, you're still an ass hat" I growl. His trident grazes my forehead and I feel a trickle of blood fall down my face. This will horrify poor Ella. At least we have like madly skilled doctors who work here in the district. "You know what, I don't care, I don't care if you want my pity or not, I'm a HUMAN BEING who actually feels something, I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'm not a bloodthirsty career, I don't want to be bloodthirsty because all my life I've had to deal with a person like that. I hate it and ripred knows, sometimes I feel like that's the kind of person I'm becoming." I say, my voice rising. I can feel tears welling up in my eyes but I push them away. "I'm sorry I'm not perfect" I say softly, forcing back the tears. I look back at Phenon, a scowl on my face and I launch myself at him, more ferocious than before. I send him onto his back and I land on him, my sword raised just above his neck. "Now, you'll understand why I'm this way" I could kill him here and now but I'm not that kind of person. I'm not a killer. I'm not a murderer and I'm not about to have his blood on my hands. I attack him, not aiming for his neck purposely. [attacks with sword] [dice=200+1000] [1105=Deep gash on right calf 8.0 damage] How the hell did I hit his calf? Scar's damage: 17.5 o.O

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[Noah Vau - D2 (Cato)]

"I am a damn career not some feint hearted kid. I want to represent my district and win the hunger games and I wont be able to do that if I am afraid to kill. You have the makings of a killer so end it." Phenom awaited death when he saw the sword at his neck. If he was going to die then he was happy it would be in battle. He didn't know what to make of Scar having a breakdown in front of him when they were supposed to be fighting. If she really felt sorry then why did it look like she wanted to continue to hurt him. That is what he didn't understand.

Knowing the fight was coming to an end whether by death or intervention from the instructor Phenom reached for his trident for one last attack. He knew that he lost this fight, but he would not beg for mercy at all. He needed to prove he was willing to go through all of this pain and then some to prove that he was a viable candidate to represent district two in the hunger games. He would not admit it now, but Scar was the perfect district partner for him in the hunger games.

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[bg=000000] Scarlette Primrose "I am a damn career not some feint hearted kid. I want to represent my district and win the hunger games and I wont be able to do that if I am afraid to kill. You have the makings of a killer so end it." He says. I look at him. "A career doesn't just kill, we have mercy too. It's not always about killing, it's also about honor. There would be no honor in killing you" I say quietly. There would not be any honor in killing him, plus I'd experienced enough death in this lifetime, probably more than he'd ever experienced. My guard was down which gave him the perfect opportunity to stab me in the bicep with his trident. "and just so you know, I'm not afraid to kill, I just don't want to kill because I don't want your blood on my hands." I say, holding my arm. We aren't fighting to the end but we are getting damn close. I lift my sword, intending to put it down, when I'm hit on the arm. "I'm ending this" I say. [attacks with sword] [dice=200+1000] [1051=Deep gash on cheek 8.5] this fight I think is over

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[Noah Vau - D2 (Cato)]

Phenom knew he lost when he saw the sword coming right at him. It left a deep gash on his cheek. Only this time Phenom didn't cry out in pain, instead he welcomed the wound. He was lucky to be alive, but Phenom didn't believe he should be. This fight took a lot out of him and he would have to train that much harder in order to get back into tip top shape for the hunger games. Having a fake leg wouldnt be so bad. It wouldn't hinder him in a fight that much, but if he had to run for a long distance of time then he would be slower now because of it. He allowed a smile to show at Scar, but he wouldn't reveal the reason behind it. He grabbed his trident he choose to use and he slowly got up. Struggling very hard just to stand Phenom looked like a bloody mess. He leaned on the trident while slowly walking away from the ring.