let's play gay chicken ; tavi & arlo

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let's play gay chicken ; tavi & arlo Oct 26, 2023 11:18:54 GMT -5

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Post by [nyte] on Oct 26, 2023 11:18:54 GMT -5

tavi

The cage matches aren't half as exciting coming off an adrenaline high. Boredom funnels to the tips of my fingers, a tingling sensation that is more painful than pleasant. The same kind of idle agony that would precede an outburst back home. It's a dangerous thing when I start feeling small and unseen, so absolutely insignificant I fear I might cease to exist at all.

Worst of all, I lost to that smug nerd and I've got all sorts of complicated feelings about that. A discontent that I'm more than happy to remedy by rummaging through sharp objects. Swords, knives, various other chunks of sharpened metal twisted in on themselves in hopes of making murder more efficient. It'll be easy to kill someone, I think.

And I swear I don't mean to perk up at the sound of his name, the syllables just grate against the back of my neck. I turn around just in time to watch him land a blow on Roe and that would be impressive if he wasn't so obviously unsettled by the whole thing. He loses anyway, which is embarrassing for the both of us.

"Gods." Twirling my bounty between my fingers, I have the thought to press it against his throat.

I don't though, I don't know why I don't.

Instead I lock my arm around the back of his his neck as my bared teeth try to decide whether they'll settle into a smile or a sneer. "You were almost cool for a moment there. Glad my kneecap was only the warmup, they aren't supposed to move like that." There's a an edge to the laugh that puffs against his temple.

His skin is warm, slightly sticky from the fight he'd just fumbled. No blood yet, though I press my forefinger to the welt on his cheek, "What an asshole. You asked him to avoid your face right?" I don't guide him toward the far end of the room, it's less graceful than that. Some part of me is scared he'll bolt if I let go and I really don't want him to do that. "Let this be your proof that I am a man of upstanding moral character, Arlo Monroe. I'll kill you exactly how you ask me to."

There's a blade sitting pretty in my pocket, I make no attempt to reach it.

"By the way, I found the toys! Look!"

i'll believe
it all
there's nothing
i won't
understand
⋆

[tavi scavenges the weapons rack]
SFaic3ViO71-15
spear

[for my own tracking: receives bag, canteen [empty], wire, healing ointment [-2], empty keyring, ribbon]

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Last Edit: Oct 26, 2023 11:37:03 GMT -5 by [nyte]

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let's play gay chicken ; tavi & arlo Oct 29, 2023 21:24:04 GMT -5

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Post by arx!! on Oct 29, 2023 21:24:04 GMT -5

a r l o

"Think you're on the wrong show, bud."

"Bud? Pal?" Arlo could hardly breathe his cheek hurt like Roe had sliced his face in half- wisdom teeth to canines. His words were muffled as he pressed his knuckles into his mouth and tried not to curse, grumble, or heaven for-fucking-bid admit it hurts, as Tavi went on- "You were almost cool for a moment there." -trying to push his buttons. Or something, Arlo wasn't actually sure.

But the "Not A Coward" ribbon was enough to make him try to struggle free of Tavi's grasp with a shove of the shoulder. But rats have a nasty, iron grip.

"Pfft, 'upstanding moral character?' Got an alter ego you're hiding?" The way he said his name was even more sickeningly sweet, sing song-y than Arlo said it when he introduced himself.

Arlo didn't want to admit he was feeling less- ugh. He supposed, less like total shit?

"Toys, huh?" Arlo grins even though it hurts as he picks up a weapon. "I prefer other toys."

Scavenging: Weapon Rack
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[Gunmetal Crossbow and 10 bolts]

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Last Edit: Oct 29, 2023 21:25:15 GMT -5 by arx!!

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let's play gay chicken ; tavi & arlo Oct 29, 2023 22:18:06 GMT -5

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Post by arx!! on Oct 29, 2023 22:18:06 GMT -5

a r l o

Arlo turned over the crossbow in his arms, practically collapsing undeath the thing rather ungracefully as he tried to show it off to Tavi. All the little arrow things scattered around on the floor. Arlo grumbles- "Whatever." He kicks the bolts away with a tactful toe, putting them all in a row before his eyes catch on the holo lessons across the room and what really- really, really, for real? -looked like an unattended computer. Well, sort of.

Well, Arlo was hitting buttons and no one was telling him he couldn't soooo- yeah, he figured that counted. "Look at this," Arlo called Tavi over without looking away from the screen. Really a dangerous tactic based on how often Tavi threatened to poke him a little too hard in the ribs. "Don't suppose you know how to hotwire or like- hack?" There was a long enough pause that Arlo had to ask more forcefully, this time his voice a bit too excited as he turned to look at the scheming annoyance.

"Do you?"

Scavenging: Holo-Lesson Archives
zBl7s|yob31-22
[Poison holo-lesson]

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Last Edit: Oct 29, 2023 22:18:55 GMT -5 by arx!!

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let's play gay chicken ; tavi & arlo Oct 29, 2023 23:46:53 GMT -5

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Post by arx!! on Oct 29, 2023 23:46:53 GMT -5

a r l o

"Sigh, gasp, wow. Of course it's all super fun lessons," Arlo proceeds to fiddle around the room, remembering suddenly that despite all of Tavi's threats to kill him exactly as he likes, that well, there are other threats here. Other strangers that probably wanted glory or something incredibly silly like that.

Hadn't this game started? Shouldn't he be- who knows, avoiding death mutts or sweltering to death in the woods or- y'know, dying?

He rubs the ointment he'd gotten for leaving his cage fight still standing onto the cut on his arm. Damn, that feels way better. He looks into some of the cameras, waving the now empty jar around, puling Tavi close the way he had when he'd drug him over here. "Could use more of this, please and thank you oh so very much!"

There were so many cameras in here. And lots of- other, well, by Tavi's definition, toys- dangling with mechanical red PEW!PEW!PEW! laser eyes that seemed to follow them around the room.

"No I did not just learn that from the lesson." Piss off. And he shoves the cheeky fucker away with a roll of his eyes. "I'm gonna go look over there."

And, yeah. He had in fact just learned that in the lesson.

"Follow me with that spear," Arlo called over his shoulder. "I might need to die over here."

Scavenging: Plants Station
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[Watercress (edible)]

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Last Edit: Oct 29, 2023 23:48:18 GMT -5 by arx!!

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let's play gay chicken ; tavi & arlo Oct 30, 2023 11:50:43 GMT -5

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Post by [nyte] on Oct 30, 2023 11:50:43 GMT -5

tavi

Arlo reminds me of wildfire. Constant heat and wobbling flames, with curious fingers that devour whatever they find. He's torn through the training center in the blink of an eyes, claiming a crossbow and pilfering shelves. It's not often I'm overwhelmed, stuck in a strange state of inertia. The spear fits strange against my palm without the calluses to cushion it's weight. Given my size, it'll be a good thing to get some distance between - well - opponents?

My gaze follows Arlo as he rummages around some fancy-ass CD rack. For the first time since our rude awakening, I can feel just how exhausted I am. The games have begun, in a cage of concrete and living metal. Electric veins reach deep into the building's very foundation, sure tinkering was only a hobby back home but - "Don't suppose you know how to hotwire?"

It's startling to be addressed, frankly I was wondering if all this rummaging around was an escape attempt botched by his poor attention span, "I dabble."

He pulls me close, arm locked around my neck as mine had been not moments before. It pulls this awful, startled gasp from me, wide eyed gaze boring into his temple. This is not rejection. There's screaming in my head, a high pitched whine like a hurricane warning. "What do you-" He makes me feel broken for the second time today.

"I might need to die over here."

That's such bullshit, I love it.

I shake my head, factory reset, as I wrap an arm around his waist. Finding footing in uncomfortable territory isn't so bad, when the company feels this warm beneath my fingertips.

"You'd look great dying over here. Better lighting. Great call man."

He rummages around the plants station and I join him, in spite of most of this looking like lettuce in slightly different fonts.

"Is what you grabbed good? I think mine is poisonous."

Of course, I have no idea if that's the case. I place a piece in my mouth regardless.

i'll believe
it all
there's nothing
i won't
understand
⋆

[tavi scavenges the plants station]
8ZdETmKc8o1-17
[clovers (edible)]

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Last Edit: Oct 30, 2023 11:52:46 GMT -5 by [nyte]

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