open ! C.G.Y.O.O.M.H

Wait--did he just do that or did I imagine it all... Dru thought. She ran through the facts, Lead-Marauder has knife pressed to other girl. So both of them were busy. Other-Marauder had just been sicked on New-Guy, so they were going to get busy. A wide twisted smile lit Dru's face up until she realized if anybody was watching her, and had a brain, they would realize her plan. Without shaving somebody sicked on her, Dru was feeling a lot calmer and brilliant and... free.

It was time to escape.

The emotion was wiped off the teens face. Once again her perfect lips formed a hard line, and her frigid eyes glazed over. Some would think her plan was to run away, but some people forgot to take in the scene. Dru Charlesburg wasn't stupid, she was one of the people who noticed all the right things--Lead-Marauder had a knife (currently being pressed to the other girls cheek.) Her time spent in District One, all seven years of it--no fifteen! Fifteen years of living in the gang/Career-ridden, best District there was, had taught her a few things. Like the fact that throwing knifes was a skill most fighters had. Lead-Marauder+Knife+Dru trying to run away in a dress=Dru getting a knife put in her.

The calculating girl blinked, and then her plan was set in motion. A fumbled, quick throw made her back-pack soar right over the unknown-girl and Lead-Marauders heads and fall with a heavy clunk. Dru, though did not stick around to see this--she might have been in flimsy sandals and a dress, but the girl still was fast. She ran to the backside of the tree, that she had camped out in the last time there had been a fight in this very spot. Dru then proceeded to climb, trying to keep the tree in between her and any possible knifes getting thrown. The plan was a tad insane, as--duh somebody could throw a knife at her into the the tree, but once again Dru had noticed that. For one, she was counting on the Marauders being too high and drunk to have good aim, for two, it was already a lot harder throwing a knife up, and for three the girl who had been standing next to her seemed unpredictable and ready to snap.

ooc- If one of you guys wants to stop her, go ahead but it would put me in a better mood if you don't jab a knife in her. Cuts, bruises, bites, clawing and all other scrapes like that are fine, but no serious wounds yet

Dru ignored the new-comer telling her to wait. Wait for what? The Marauders to slit my throat? She had a private laugh at the image of Dru Charlesburg just stopping as she scurried up the tree, and asking some absurd question like, 'what did you want to say?' Any gal with even a drop of self-appreciation and self-preservation would keep climbing. She wildly grabbed at a branch, but slipped down the tree a bit as Dru realized she was just a little too short to reach it.

The teen cursed herself mentally as her eyes searched for a lower branch to grab onto. The downfall of her plan had been Dru's huge ego. The Lead-Marauder was having too much fun with the girl with the knife pressed to her neck, and obviously regarded Dru as a little puppy dog or something. Then there was, 'Catch,' who had seemed much happier with going after new guy instead of the easy-kill that was Miss Priss, little rich girl Dru B. Charlesburg. She had expected somebody to come after her, and now Dru was paying the price. Somebody eventually would start smirking as she tried to cling to the tree. Finally they would decide it would be too easy to just pluck her out and laugh as she called them every name in the book(Dru's vocabulary was large). Her cheeks flushed brilliant scarlet at the degrading thought and her fingers wrapped around a branch...

(because I might as well embarrass Dru as much as possible ...^^)

...that broke. A loud snap announced just how much mass Dru had gained since the last time she had climbed this tree. Two inches and maybe ten seven(Dru was no fatty!) pounds more, Dru's eyes widened as she realized the small branch could not handle her. It was like one of those funny cartoons they had in the Capitol--wait, how had Dru known what television shows they showed small children of the Capitol (she'd have to ponder this later.) Anyways, when somebody had just fallen off a cliff and they stood there suspended by an otherworldly force until they just fell. Thankfully the situation Dru was in happened to be different. There was that moment where her mind went blank and she did nothing, just hung there--then realty rushed in and Dru yelped as she tried to swing her arm around to where the other one was. Chaos. Somehow Dru found herself in an uncomfortable position as she tried to once again get higher up in the tree, and somehow amids all that was going on, a part of her was grimacing and asking one, stupid, question. Why didn't I just wait?

ooc- well I managed to embarrass dear Dru ^^