{ & every map is blank || scout + roger vs cerberus || day 2

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Roger Strangways-Teach wakes up grumpy. Owing to the lack of sunlight, he's not sure if it's the morning or the afternoon or even the next evening. However much time has passed since the previous anthem has been a blur of half-sleeps and half-nightmares, intercut with Scout's intermittent panicked outbursts, all of them followed by the girl burying her face into his shoulder and sobbing incoherently into his beard. He'd catch something that sounded suspiciously like some of the other tributes' names, and try to assure her that [attr="id","rSpeech"]"it's only me, it's okay, It's only me and I've got you" until she cried herself back to sleep.

Echoes of other skirmishes ring through the arena, coloring the cavern with the cheerless din of metal ringing on metal, on stone, on claw and bone. Unsettled, he wonders aloud if they ought to get out of the open. The exhausted pirate is in no mood to fend off the pack of boys that tore Scout half to death. He isn't sure he could. Isn't sure he would. He's fond of the girl he doomed to die, but he's only got one sister and he's already lain down his life for her. When it comes down to it, Roger knows he's too selfish to be fonder of someone he's known for a week than of his own life.

But with no danger lurking, it doesn't mean he won't offer her a piggyback ride away from this hell and into the fresh one that awaits them.

The journey's faster with Scout on his back than if he'd left her to hobble along behind him on her busted foot, but it's slow-going enough that the Krigel girl's had enough time to weave his tangled hair into an intricate braid. And fold pages from her sketchbook into flowers. And stick those between the strands.

He falls into a rhythm: Step, step, step, step. Shift Scout's weight up an inch. Step, step, step, step. The repetition pushes the exhaustion from his brain, patterns and paper replacing the horror he sent himself to face.

For a moment, Jolly Roger forgets that he's walking through hell.

Only for a moment, he remembers peace. It does not last. A blast of hot air rips one, two, three origami flowers from his hair, and he slides his partner off his back — just in time to catch a water jug to the face.

He doesn't have time to look closely — scarcely half a second goes by before a snarling cerberus charges. [attr="id","rSpeech"]"Heads!" he calls in way of warning, and the dog snaps and howls and growls all at once to answer three.

[attr="id","rSpeech"][howling winds gift roll]
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[attr="id","rSpeech"][Full Water Jug]

[attr="id","rSpeech"][roger attacks cerberus, horn knife]
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[attr="id","rSpeech"][miss —]

[attr="id","rSpeech"][accuracy re-roll]
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[attr="id","rSpeech"][2097 -- Deep Gash on Back of Head -- 9.0 damage]

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[L△LIA]

I was supposed to write a post here but I'm having kind of a bad day and I don't even have a twirly straw in a giant jug of sangria like my brilliant sister so instead I'm gonna filler and sleep and think about hugs while Scout tries to convince this three headed dog to play fetch with her sword instead of eating her nom nom nom. I was gonna make a joke about empathizing with that rn but it wasn't actually very funny so instead let's just laugh over how she's gonna fold ultra kawaii desu unicorn doodles into origami flowers and braid them into Roger's harhar-I'm-a-badass-pirate beard so he can look as pretty as Scout used to be before her face got shanked.

...I sent a girl home for bringing a shank to work yesterday hahahaha how is that a story I forgot to mention to anyone until right now. Jfc. What even is my life.

I'm sorry I'm trash. Love me anyhow. :angelface:

[howling winds gift roll]

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[scout attacks cerberus, bone sword]

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[Shallow Cut on Right Hip — 3.5 damage]

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[sadniss everdeen]

CERBERUS

Their escape was somewhat of an accident. The chains keeping them in place cracked and the biggest, center mouth snapped and nearly took out the arm of their keeper. They'd been eyeing them warily ever since they was brought into holding, their three jaws snarling and dripping with thick saliva. Only one was ever unmuzzled at a time to prevent any... accidents.

The cave smelled like fear. It stank and crept along the rock and made him drool with all three heads, eager to hunt. He wasn't supposed to be unleashed for another day but they tightened his shackles to stop them breaking and this only made him try harder. He threw himself with all his might, again and again, and in the back of their shared mind was a collective memory of the last time they roamed free. It was hazy and indistinct, another lifetime ago, but they remember the screaming and the flesh and the thrill of the hunt. They strained at the shackles until they broke before they could pull the muzzles from the other heads and they went baying into the artificial darkness. There were shouts for them to stop, a tranquilizer dart whizzing past and clattering helplessly to the ground, but the stench was strong and fresh and mingled with blood. They wanted it.

The smell was coming from the girl. She was a patchwork quilt of rough-shod stitches and covered in red, but she wouldn't be a problem. The man by her side would be a little more of a threat, wily and strong, but their muscles bunched and rippled under their pelt as they made their unfaltering way forward - their stomach rumbled and moaned as they bared down upon it, barreling through the winds that would knock them off the side. There is a strange, oppressive weight in this place, the essence of a god that slumbers and waits to wake. It makes them anxious, makes their pelt crawl and shudder and to get rid of the feeling they do the only thing they know - kill.

[attacks Roger with jaws]

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[shallow cut on cheek, 3.5]

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[aya]

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He is quick enough to sidestep one, two sets of snapping jaws, but the third catches him across the left cheek, an inch below the slice he sustained in training from Bailey Truus's misaim. Two inches above his jaw, three inches above his jugular, four below his temple and vulnerable eye socket. Roger Strangways-Teach takes three seconds to count his blessings and steels himself for another strike. Good, he catches himself thinking. On me, hound. In a calmer moment he might wonder why it is that his blood spilling into his beard registers as a relief. The first drop of his blood to hit the floor of the arena does so without a sound, as he brandishes his knife at the beast again.

[attr="id","rSpeech"][roger attacks cerberus, horn knife]
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[attr="id","rSpeech"][2160 -- Shallow Cut on Forehead -- 4.5 damage]

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[L△LIA]

Lol like I'm writing a post any time before next Tuesday. Good luck with that hahaha.

Something something the Pirate King defending the honor of the Pegasus Queen to save her and get her home safely something something super sparkle manga glitter eyes manly swashbuckling sashayyyyy~ something something SAVE ME SAVE ME SWOON something something oh but no swooning bc that's weird, that's her basically brother ahhhhhhhhHHHPLOT TWIST DOES THAT MEAN ROGER IS THE PIRATE PEGASUS KING??????!!!!! Idk maybe. Find out in the next chapter of this glittertastic mega fun time girly girly unicorn doodle saga! It's almost like a cliffhanger but not really whatsoever bc it's just a filler about actually nothing. My bad. Cara's here and we're gonna go get creme brulee, bye now <3333333~



[scout attacks cerberus, bone sword]

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[accuracy re-roll]

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[LOL DEFINITELY A MISS BC OFC IT'S A MISS YAYYYYY SCOUT]

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[sadniss everdeen]

CERBERUS

Blood drips from one of their heads onto the ground and they don't know which, not really, nor do they care; in their ears the arena is loud and the clash of metal on bone and rock reverberates, though muted by the screaming winds. It sounds like souls, like things they've heard in another life, the moan of other bare-skins as they die. They remember this, once. Bone in their jaws and the crackling as they splinter and the screams that turn into gurgles that turn into silence.

They snarl and shake themselves, whirling for another pass. The muzzled jaws howl in a cacophony that matches and rises with the winds until they are one in the same, and their paws dig in the dirt as they lunge. The man hurts them, his grey claw sharp and wicked on their pelt, and they snap instead at the girl who seems too injured to be any threat. Carrying her off to devour seems a better option than fighting with the blade that's already hurt them so.

[attacks Scout with teeth]
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[miss, 0.0]knife

[aya]

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His horn slices the beast's brow, near the vulnerable temple, the eye socket — but the heads pull away at the last second, leaving the beast marked near to match the pirate. Roger's aim is good, but armed with a short blade, his speed and reach is outmatched by the three-headed monster. Would one decapitation even be enough to kill the damned hound? He isn't sure he can put enough power behind the tiny weapon to sever spines. It's probably for the better; the pirate has the sneaking suspicion that two heads would sprout in the place of one, regrowing like a sea serpent the older sailors used to swear they'd seen. No matter — even a hell beast must have a finite amount of blood, if only the career boy could manage to spill it.

[attr="id","rSpeech"][roger attacks cerberus, horn knife]
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[attr="id","rSpeech"][2033 -- Block -- 0.0 damage]

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THERE WAS NO CREME BRULEE. BUT WHYYYYYYYYYY~

At least there's a fridge full of cannolis. Bless Cara.

Also bless this dog for not shanking Scout's face with its teeth lol. When Scout draws Cerberus she's gonna accent all the slobber with glitter. SPARKLE SPARKLE. Pretty puppy.

[scout attacks cerberus, bone sword]

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[B-LOL-CK]

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[sadniss everdeen]

CERBERUS

One massive paw comes up and deflects the grey-claw, and the long tooth the girl is wielding bounces harmlessly off their skull. They howl, long and loud, and their voice joins with the screams of the others in the pits of the arena. There is a thrumming underneath their paws, a current of violence and strength, a torrent of sleeping flame. It rushes past all those released into this Hell and bids them to frenzy, to push them onwards, to ignore the bite of the bare-skins and rush forward into their weapons.

Their claws create deep gouges into the rock as their hind legs bunch and lunge. They don't want to disappoint whatever this power is, lurking deep in the darkness.

[attacks Roger with teeth]
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[severed thumb on right hand, 8.5]knife

[aya]

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Horn meets tooth and for one horrifying instant, everything hangs. He meant to stab the damn thing in the throat, but swung high; the massive jaws come down to catch his knife by the hilt. There is a snap and a crunch — and the howl belongs to Roger as the beast shakes its head, tearing the pirate's thumb free of his hand. Eyes welling and a stream of swears spilling from his mouth advanced enough to name him pirate if he hadn't been before, Jolly Roger tosses his weapon to his left and drives the blade down.

[attr="id","rSpeech"][roger attacks cerberus, horn knife]
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[attr="id","rSpeech"][2094 -- Shallow Cut on Left Shoulder -- 3.5 damage]

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[L△LIA]

Roger gets his thumb bitten off and Scout definitely cries more than he does hahaha

[scout attacks cerberus, bone sword]

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[Deep Gash on Cheek — 8.5 damage]

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