Lost Shadows [Hayley, open]

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Lost Shadows [Hayley, open] Dec 10, 2010 23:15:00 GMT -5

Post by shrimp on Dec 10, 2010 23:15:00 GMT -5

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My hands continue to simply pound against the wall in sheer terror. I can feel the air around me condensing, suffocating my every breath. It's horrible - I start to pant, hyperventilate even. I don't like this. I don't like this at all. Am I claustrophobic or something? Possibly. After all, I've never been in such a situation like this; perhaps I've been claustrophobic all along. Well, that's great. Perfect. Now I have something else that 's going to prevent me from doing well in the arena.

This sucks. This absolutely is fricking horrible. If I freak out whenever I'm in a cramped space, how the hell am I even going to get in the arena before I attempt to escape and fly off the plate before the minute's up? I'll shucking explode, for ripred's sake! This is bad.

Why can't I get out of here? My arms, tired now, feebly bang against the wall in a rhythmic pattern. Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang. It's like clockwork; ticking back and forth in the exact same pattern for all of eternity. Perhaps I'll end up spending the rest of my life locked in this vent. Then, I'll die, and my decaying flesh will make the entire Training Center inhabitable. That'd be ironic - to work so hard at this place, only to end up tearing the establishment down because my corpse freaking smells.

I was never a good Career anyways - it won't really matter if I die. People only care about those prodigies, like Nila, the rubber-band murderess. Sure, I'm strong. But what's that going to do for me? Maybe I have brains and smarts. But the arena is where all of that training becomes useless once you crack under the pressure. Why do you think District 12 has gone away victorious for the past two years? Our tributes were plain stupid, that's why. Clouded with emotions and whatnot, they made really dumb decisions.

Perhaps I'm like them - I don't really know. Slowly, I slump to a sitting position; my arms lying uselessly at my sides. Glaring at the wall, I start to shake a bit, my breaths fast and loud. I curl up into what one would call a "fetal position", legs near my stomach, head down. I don't know why, but it's calming sometimes. It's not helping much though - it's just reminding me of the small space I have to move.

CRASH.

I gasp, my eyes fly wide open, sweat begins to appear in beads on my forehead. What was that? What the shucking hell was that? I get my answer a few minutes (or seconds, I don't really know) later, when I hear a voice. First off, I'm not an idiot, and secondly...

Way out? Did she say way out? I perk up at the mentioning of an escape route, hitting my head against the top of the vent. Cursing a bit, I crawl towards the source of the noise, eventually finding myself in front of an open hole in the vent. I peer outwards to see that the girl's on the floot, a pile of armor beside her. Swords line the walls, and I know where we are.

Salvation. But it seems that the vent's become broken already, for it begins to slide downward, finally collapsing in a heap right next to the girl. Coughing, I crawl out, and glance at the girl. At first, I mean to say "thanks", or something of the sort. But instead, a chuckle comes out, and before I know it, I'm laughing hysterically.

Yep. You are one crazy freak Gavin Doherty. A crazy freak.

Last Edit: Dec 14, 2010 23:40:43 GMT -5 by shrimp

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Lost Shadows [Hayley, open] Dec 15, 2010 18:29:12 GMT -5

Post by Hayley on Dec 15, 2010 18:29:12 GMT -5

I sit up in the mess and look above. Gavin is leaning precariously out the vent when...

BANG! CRASH!

I find Gavin collapse in the armor next to me. Oh, happy days are here again. I had been hoping he'd get hurt the whole time we were up there and finally it happens. Even though I had to get a major headache for it to happen, it was still worth it.

The vent is pretty smashed up. Lard Ass probably did that whenhe was leaning over the edge. There's a door to the right of me which I gladly notice. I start to peel myself from under the layers of armor.

Five metal suits later, I cqn finally get my legs out. With that leverage I pull my arms out. I'm free. I hop up only to be dizzied by my head. Stupid vent! Stupid armor! Stupid night!

I inch across the wall using my hand to guide me until it reaches the door knob. I give it a twist but nothing happens. Another, harder twist. Its locked. DAMMIT!

In a fit of rage I stomp back to the wall with axes. Not caring about how the hell my head feels I grab the first ax I see and just start going at the door as hard as I can. The wood quickly chips away and Im left with a gaping hole in the door i step through, trying to avoid splinters, and find mysepf in a hallway.

Now which way? Theres a commotion to my left. I hear many voices. My feet stomp down the walkway.

More doors great! I wish I still had that ax. But nooo I had to throw it back into the room once I tore apart the door. My fists start to bang against the new door.

Hey! Hey! Let me in!!

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Last Edit: Dec 16, 2010 15:50:23 GMT -5 by Hayley

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Lost Shadows [Hayley, open] Dec 20, 2010 18:13:28 GMT -5

Post by shrimp on Dec 20, 2010 18:13:28 GMT -5

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SPEAKING - 5C7743
FLASHBACK - 4A5A3C

My laughter only increases with intensity as the girl struggles to get out of the mess of armor and weapons that she has inadvertently created. It's hysterically funny actually, seeing her frustrated face, hearing her screams of annoyance. It's just.... epic. Finally, she manages to get up,and struts towards the door, finding it to be locked. Clearly, people aren't in here - floods cause people to gather into a specific room, and I know for certain that our drop through the ventilation system is going to make them all wonder what the hell happened.

BOOM.

My jaw drops as she starts to swing the axe into the door, sending bits of wood here and there. We're so going to be busted, yelled at, forced to pay the gigantic price of fixing not only the door, but that whole section of vents that fell down. You know, we're lucky that the vents are underneath the ceiling, otherwise we would be in so much trouble...

By now there's this gigantic gaping hole in the door, and she "calmly" steps through it. Soon, I can hear her cries for help as she bangs on yet another door. She threw her axe away (almost beheading me in the process) after the first door fell down. I think I know where the door leads though, so I'm more than willing to help. We can probably sneak into the crowd anyways, making sure that nobody knows that we caused that little... Natural disaster to be created in that room.

Grabbing an axe (a larger one, mind you), I walk over to where the girl is, stepping over the mess of a door frame as well.

"Move."

BOOM. BOOM. BOOM. Three "soft" thwacks at the door causes it to start falling. I gently ease it down onto the ground, noticing that everyone's in the room adjacent to where we're entering (foyers do tend to be naturally empty places). Yes, this is all going according to plan.

I motion for her to follow me, and I slip through the archway that leads to the cafeteria. Everyone's clustered on one side of the room, trying to figure out what those noises were. So that means that we're safe - they aren't looking at us at all, the opposite way actually. So I walk behind one of those younger careers, asking what he thought that noise was.

Good, now he thinks that I don't know what's going on either. All according to plan.

Awesome.

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