The 57th Hunger Games! { RP}

for what? he's offline.

He'll see it first thing when he comes on...

okay then. ill pm him.

Ok. Let's stop clogging up the RP.

6. Symphony hits. One half HP is lost.

Jeff wrote:

6. Symphony hits. One half HP is lost.

okay then, but both Court and Clara tried to hit the girl, so can you take another number please?

3. Court misses.

Klytie watches in shock as the girl gets hit once.

"Good shot, Clara!" Court yelled. Court threw his sword at the girl, hoping to kill her off.

10. Court threw his sword straight into the girl's stomach and she staggers backwards, obviously near death.

Court didn't waste a second. He picked up Klytie and carried her. He met up with Clara and the other Careers. Court looked behind a tree and took out the trident. "For you." He said, smiling. "Well, let's go, then." He told the boy from district 1. Clara nodded and Court started walking through the forest.

Silk quickly scurries away and finds a herself lost. The arena was a huge and there was no telling where she was. The sun was slowly going down, but it was still bright so Silk had enough time to find a place to hide. Her knife wasn't going to be enough for her, but it was her only weapon unless she could use a rock.

Klytie quietly mumbles to herself, thanking Court for the trident. As she follows close behind the rest of the brute careers, she can't help but admire the trident; Golden and shining in the sunlight. She rubs her fingers against the gold mental, a gasp quietly escaping with her breath. However, this feeling of glory and amazement is gone. The Careers may very well be planning to kill her off. Although she slightly trusts Court, she decides that'll be best to somehow show them that she's worth keeping, Inhaling deeply, Klytie stops in her tracks, positioning herself with the trident gripped in her left arm. She mumbles something to herself, then throws the trident at a near by tree. It whizzes past Clara's head, digging itself into a squirrel that was climbing up. Perfect shot.

"See? see? I told you she was good." Court said. "She's got real talent, guys." Court said, and tapped Klytie's head. "She almost killed me!" Clara whined. "Yeah.. she almost. Too bad." Court said, and started to laugh.

Klytie can't help but smile. I don't have to worry about my life now. She thinks to herself, pulling the trident out of the Squirrel's tiny body. Klytie frowns, looking at the bloody thing in her hand. " No need for this meat. We've got the stuff at the Cornucopia. Better hide it before a starving tribute finds it." Klytie can't help but grin as she carelessly throws the Squirrel's corpse into a small pile of leaves.

Clara grumbled and adjusted her blonde ponytail. "There's a stream here. It should lead to a river. So come on, let's follow it!" Clara yelled. Her high ponytail went side to side and her red ribbon reflected against the sun. "I said.. come on!" She yelled, and started following the shallow stream that would reach her ankles and was only a couple fingers thick.
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Court looked at Clara and sighed. "Let's go." He said, holding his sword.

Klytie sighs, slightly annoyed, and flips her trident over her shoulder. She adjusts her blonde braids, rubbing her fingers against the fuzzy surface as her seaweed-coloured eyes reflect against the broiling sunlight. She speeds up a little, catching up with Court as she stands next to him.

Court gently grabbed Klytie's hand as they walked together. Court stopped for a minute and looked at Klytie. He smiled and continued on walking, his eyes fixated on the stream and where they were going. He wanted to make sure no one slammed into a tree.

Klytie stops in her tracks. " Court.." She begins. " Why..Why are you protecting me? Don't you want to win? And if you want to win, then I have to die."

(( I'm sorry, but where are we? ))

Japan~ wrote:

(( I'm sorry, but where are we? ))

{{The careers are together. Everyone else is sort of doing there own thing.}}

"Klytie.. you've got much more to live for. You're only 12. I'm 18. If you died, I would feel eternally guilty for not protecting you or for killing you. I just can't, Klytie, I can't." He whispered, for only Klytie to hear. He placed his finger in his lip, as in saying - "It's our secret." Court continued to walk along. The sun was going down, and the trees were just as big and bushy as always. "We should set camp here." Court said. He crouched down next to a big, thick, tree with many leaves, surrounded by smaller trees and a bush. There were some white flowers, but there was a space near the tree. Enough for all of us to fit in it. "It's perfect. It's hidden and easy to come out of. Plus, we're still next to the stream."

" We could've stayed at the Cornucopia. Even if someone approached us, we're careers. I doubt they'd even try; We could easily kill them and they know it." Klytie realized what she said just moments after it came out of her mouth. Her seaweed coloured eyes widened as she placed her free hand over her mouth. " Oh my god.."

In the tree they could tell that Dixie was in shock

Still being up in the trees, Dixie moved to another branch. She tried to stay as quiet as possible, moving slowly and carefully. One slip of her foot and she would be falling to the forest floor, an easy target for the other tributes.