innocence has teeth | SW&SSW v. alja&jayne

[lucia valentine {d8} 🔹 tris]

SINKING WORM —

She is a ravenous creature; a beast that is lulled to sleep by the growl of its own hunger. But now, beneath those beautiful flowers, she writhes in agony and anger. She has spent too much time in the dark, waiting and rotting and starving, and now she rises to bathe in the light. And it burns. Gravity pushes against her and tries to damn her back to Hell, but she will not be lead astray from her mission.

To feast is to suffer; she will do both.

1 = Alja, 2 = Jayne
Mxmodm|WQ41-2
[D'Vorah sucks down & attacks JAYNE]
- using her teeth
knife
[Shallow Cut on Back of Head -- 4.5 damage]

SILVER SAND WHIP —

He is not one for theatrics.

Yeah, he's also hungry, but there's no reason to make it sound so fuckin' deep. When the girls come into view, just close enough to get a taste, he sticks out his tongue and waddles over. He doesn't mean to seem so cute, he wants to be just as savage and beautiful as his companion, but maybe it's for the best. If no one runs from you, it's so much easier to come in for the kill.

A few licks should do the trick!

[Pascal attacks Alja]
- using his tongue
whip
[Welt on Left Forearm -- 2.0 damage]

1-2·knife·whip

[Alja Gavrilovic D10F]

Alja Gavrilovic

Surely at this point, Jayne had to know that there was no way that we could completely avoid fighting everything and anyone. When we were in the grassy part of the arena where we came across Saturn and Damaris, we didn't have to fight, but that was just luck. If anything, we should have just avoided those two tributes so that we didn't have the risk, but we got lucky.

The next day, upon the sun rising at the Gamemakers' command, we ventured to a field of sunflowers. It looked to me as if they went on forever, and they were beautiful. Their beauty was interrupted, however, when we were attacked by two muttations of the Capitol's creation. These creatures were sent here to kill us, surely, which meant that we had to fight back.

Jayne's helmet protected her against the attack of the first creature, but I was struck by the second.

"Jayne, look out!" I yelled to her, hoping she'd be cautious. For some reason, I felt that I had to protect her. She was like a friend, now. Actually, she was a friend, and I wanted to keep her safe. It was an odd feeling, in the arena. I wasn't the only person I wanted alive right now. I wanted Jayne alive, too.

Alja attacks Sinking Worm with sword
u1bpbHe_z3sword
[1142 -- Shallow Cut on Right Shoulder -- 3.5 damage]

sword

[d5b sergio quiverus [kap]]

[presto][/presto]

After yesterday, with the bloodbath and everything, I wanted to try to clear my head of what had happened. Come the morning, Alja and I walked into a seemingly never ending field of sunflowers. It was beautiful, and I wanted to just focus on that, but it wasn't possible when danger arose. Before I could think, something grazed the back of my helmet.

Who's trying to kill me? I wondered as I spun around quickly, spear in hand.

"Jayne, look out!" a cry from Alja emerged, warning me of the impending danger. She was hit, too, but she was fighting back against what had hit me, instead. She was trying to protect me, while the Capitol was trying to kill me. We were being attacked by mutts, and I wasn't ready for it at first. I'd never fought anything or anyone before. On the first day in the arena, I'd just run away during the bloodbath. I'd been too scared to fight.

Now, however, I knew that I had to.

Carter wouldn't want me to give up. The whole Laws family wouldn't want me to give up. Ripred wouldn't want me to give up, either. I had to fight. Heck, I didn't want me to give up. At this point, I wanted to fight, adrenaline pumping through my veins. I was ready. I was going to strike. It was time.

"Where did these things come from?" I exclaimed.

"Awfully bold move for someone in stabbing range!" I hissed at the monster that'd attacked me. Then, I lunged, spear forward, at the creature I'd chosen as my target.

table by Ryan

Jayne attacks Sinking Worm
GwuRgJeJOzspear
[3111 -- Deep Gash on Right Forearm -- 8.0 damage]

spear

[lucia valentine {d8} 🔹 tris]

SINKING WORM —

Her skin is torn, bleeding darkness. The apocalypse lives in her organs, a festering rot that courses through the length of her body. How do you kill a creature that is already decaying? How do you feed a beast that has a torn stomach? She's insatiable. All she knows is pain, the ache of her body and the black blood that smears against the ground in her wake.

If she goes, there will be a stain on the earth — a memory.

If they go, there will be nothing left behind.

She won't spare a single bone.

1 = Alja, 2 = Jayne
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[D'Vorah sucks down & attacks ALJA]
- using her teeth
knife
[Shallow Cut on Left Forearm -- 3.5 damage]

SILVER SAND WHIP —

The girls are too distracted by the worm to give him their full attention, and he's all at once pleased and offended by that. Sure, now he has the advantage, but why don't they fear him? They should! His tongue really fuckin' stings. Maybe he can't swallow people up and tear them open with his teeth, but he's valid! He's a monster, too!

He'll show them.

[Pascal attacks Jayne]
- using his tongue
whip
[Welt on Left Forearm -- 2.0 damage]

1-2·knife·whip

[Alja Gavrilovic D10F]

Alja Gavrilovic

For the first time, I see Jayne swing a weapon. Her spear drives into the large, worm-like mutt, doing a good amount of damage to it. The words she spoke to the creature before hitting it, however, caused laughter to emerge from my chest in response.

"Awfully bold move for someone in stabbing range!" she had said to the Capitol's mutt creature.

"Yes, Jayne!" I yell to her, hoping I can motivate her to keep fighting.

She had done well with her first hit, and now, I just had to hope that that would still be the case, and that I could do the same. The Goddesses would be proud of us, I'd be sure of it. We just had to do our best. We had to fight like warriors. The girls from Ten and Twelve would not be seen as weak. We wouldn't let it happen. We would fight and we would be strong when we did it.

These mutts were going down. I let out a sort-of battle cry with the next swing of my sword. I was aiming to kill these things, and I'd never aimed to kill anything before. From what I could tell, Jayne hadn't either, as she'd told me she didn't want to hurt people, but she was doing a decent enough job with her first hit to tell me that maybe she didn't need experience to do decently.

Alja attacks Sinking Worm with sword
r3buMmlwaEsword
[1131 -- Shallow Cut on Right Calf -- 3.5 damage]

sword

[d5b sergio quiverus [kap]]

[presto][/presto]

"Awfully bold move for someone in stabbing range!" The words I'd said echoed in my mind after they were released from my lips, realizing that I'd actually, in a way, issued a threat. I'd never threatened anyone or anything in my life, much less actually carried through with attacking someone or something as a result of such a threat. It felt weird, and somewhat wrong, yet oddly exhilarating, fighting these muttations. Although, I'll admit, I wasn't very happy with why we were fighting them. It was because they'd attacked us. Honestly, for me, it was mostly because they'd attacked us with an intent to kill, as per orders of the Gamemakers, and I wouldn't be the Gamemakers' pawn.

I would be a knight, fighting to defend the other pieces on the board, as well as myself, which meant that I was protecting myself, as well as Alja. She was like the other knight on the chess board of life, fighting alongside me, preventing ourselves from being captured by the opposing pieces. Unfortunately, in this part of life, in this terrible arena, being captured by the opposing pieces meant dying, and I didn't want to let that be a thing that could happen to either of us, as, even though I didn't know Alja that well, I cared about her, and I could tell that, even if it was just the slightest bit, she cared about me, too.

I truly appreciated that.

When the next strikes from the creatures came, one hit me, and one hit her, like before, except, this time, I felt pain. It wasn't a lot of pain, in relation to what it could have been, but to me, it really hurt, as the pain I'd felt throughout the recent times, such as from losing family members to the Games, was emotional pain, and it felt different than physical wounds that penetrated the skin or licked at it, causing welts or bruises.

I saw Alja swing her weapon again, hitting the worm-like creature that we'd been fighting back against, and I did the same, ready to plunge my spear at the beast once more.

table by Ryan

Jayne attacks Sinking Worm
sH_|dm0t2Ispear
[3052 -- Shallow Cut on Chest -- 4.0 damage]

spear

[lucia valentine {d8} 🔹 tris]

SINKING WORM —

D'Vorah knows, in that moment, that death has cast its shadow upon her. For a blind creature, her fate is not as terrifying as it should be; the darkness is nothing more than a gentle reminder. She embraces it. As her movements slow and her hunger grows more ravenous, she rises for one final strike. Her mouth is wide and all her teeth are on display.

Fear will take them before she has the chance.

1 = Alja, 2 = Jayne
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[D'Vorah sucks down & attacks JAYNE]
- using her teeth
knife
[Stabbed in Back -- 9.0]

SILVER SAND WHIP —

There's no point in metaphors. I have nothing to rant about. My companion is dying and she's out here making it a whole thing. No one fuckin' cares.

I stick out my tongue because that's all that matters right now.

Lick!

[Pascal attacks Alja]
- using his tongue
whip
[Shallow Cut on Cheek -- 3.5]

1-2·knife·whip

[Alja Gavrilovic D10F]

Alja Gavrilovic

Jayne didn't say a word as her weapon plunged into the creature again. She seemed far too intent on thinking about other things, and although I didn't know what she was thinking about, now was not the time to question anything. Now was a time to fight. I had been selected at the reaping for a reason, even if I didn't know quite what that particular reason was yet. Even if that reason was one that a higher power had come up with, there was a reason, nonetheless, and I'd respect that fact, even if I didn't want to be here.

I decided it was best to follow Jayne's example at this point; less talking, more fighting. We just had to take out these mutts and survive. That was the goal right now, nothing else. Take out the mutts and survive. It's what the Goddesses would want us to do. It's what our friends and family back home would want us to do. It's not what the Gamemakers would want us to do.

Being from the lower Districts of Ten and Twelve, Jayne and I probably weren't favorites to win, but we were fighters, and we weren't going to let the Capitol's probable favorites win instead of one of the two of us, just because they were someone other than ourselves. That wasn't how this worked. When you went into the Games, you fought for survival. That's how it was supposed to work, and that's how it was going to work.

Alja attacks Sinking Worm with sword
eyvIJQ9bUOsword
[1180 -- Deep Gash on Right Thigh -- 8.0 damage]

sword

[d5b sergio quiverus [kap]]

[presto][/presto]

As we fought, the first mutt fell to the ground, an enormous creature, now lifeless from the blow of Alja's sword. Alja had killed something. She'd taken a life, and even though it wasn't that of another human being, it made my heart pound, racing with a pulse higher than should have been considered normal. The adrenaline from the fight was heightened with this creature's demise.

The thing is, seeing its death didn't scare me. It made me want to keep fighting. It made me want to be the one to kill the other mutt, or at least, I wanted to see the other one fall for hitting us. We needed to show it who was truly in charge in this situation. We needed to show these mutts that we weren't their pawns.

I turned to the second mutt whose attacks felt as if a whip were licking against my skin. Or, at least, I imagined that's what it would feel like. It had been switching between attacking Alja and I, and I just wanted it dead for hitting us, like it thought it could do so without punishment.

I struck.

table by Ryan

Jayne attacks Silver Sand Whip with spear
CaRdslr7R4spear
[3069 -- Miss -- 0.0 damage]

Accuracy
spear
[3175 -- Shallow Cut on Right Forearm -- 3.5 damage]

spear·spear

[lucia valentine {d8} 🔹 tris]

SILVER SAND WHIP —

D'Vorah's dead. I'm still hungry.

We're all suffering, aren't we?

It's whatever. Time to show these girls what this tongue do.

[Pascal attacks Jayne]
- using his tongue
2ygyd3z52Vwhip
[Shallow Cut on Left Calf -- 3.5 damage]

whip

[Alja Gavrilovic D10F]

Alja Gavrilovic

Another strike from me and the giant worm creature was down and out, dead, no longer breathing, its life force gone and taken away. I wondered if its life was a long one, or just short-lived. Had it merely been created as an instrument for fighting in the Games against tributes, trying to kill them off before too much time passed? I wondered this, but I couldn't let myself think about it for too long. I needed to keep fighting, because, after that beast fell, Jayne struck the other, and it hit her back.

I gritted my teeth and readied my hands on my sword, looking at the creature that was still alive. It seemed angered by the death of its companion, understandably so. Regardless, though, I wouldn't let the fact that this thing may have had the capability of grieving get in the way of me trying to fight and kill it. As I had realized before, I was put here for a reason, and I was going to fight to prove it.

Alja attacks Silver Sand Whip with sword
z7MTtPaCqlsword
[1038 -- Shallow Cut on Right Hip -- 3.5 damage]

sword

[d5b sergio quiverus [kap]]

[presto][/presto]

After starting to fight the second of the two muttations, I was beginning to lose my breath, but I wouldn't back down. I was not one of their pawns in this game, easy to get rid of as they saw fit. No, I was stronger than that, and I wasn't going to let them defeat me that easily. This creature was dying, and I had the power to kill it. Before going into this horrible (yet admittedly, somewhat pretty) hell hole called an arena, I had never thought of hurting anyone or anything as a true option, much less actually killing. Right now, however, it seemed to me, in my mind, that it was the only option if I wanted to live.

I had to do it.

I'd give it one chance to back down, though. I'd give it one chance not to be killed by me.

"Leave us be!" I yelled at it.

It didn't listen, though. It was still here, perfectly willing to fight against Alja and myself. That meant that I had to be perfectly willing, or at least, somewhat willing, to fight against it, still, and potentially end its life. Would I be able to take it down with one more blow? I supposed it was time to find that part out for myself.

table by Ryan

Jayne attacks Silver Sand Whip with spear
2X2HPzXhF6spear
[3121 -- Shallow Cut on Cheek -- 3.5 damage]

spear

[Alja Gavrilovic D10F]

Alja Gavrilovic

filler flee

[Alja flees]
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[d5b sergio quiverus [kap]]

[presto][/presto]

this is a filler flee :eyes:

table by Ryan

[Jayne flees]
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