Been There, [RazorandSaskia vs. GuardGrenadillo]

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Been There, [RazorandSaskia vs. GuardGrenadillo] Jul 19, 2011 14:34:02 GMT -5

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Post by sbeeg on Jul 19, 2011 14:34:02 GMT -5

The first night in the Arena wasn't that bad. I wasn't dead- which was a start. I had an ally, even if it wasn't the one I was supposed to be with but hey, I'll take what I can get. Sure, I don't have a real weapon but who needs knives and maces when you can bludgeon people with shoes? That's what the Capitol wants, right? I'm sick of the Games already.

That girl killed herself. That's what Razor had told me. She had taken his knife and killed herself once the mutts crashed in. This bothered me more than it should. She had been talking the talk and all of a sudden she was dead. Shaking my head to keep those thoughts out I focused on the weather. It was a lot damper in this section of the Arena. Thank God I grabbed my shoes before leaving the last fight. They're all I have now since I wasn't able to grab anything in the Bloodbath, however Razor's let me borrow a cooking pot he picked up. It's made of tough metal and I plan on bashing in a head or two.

Razor hasn't turned on me and I haven't turned on him so I'd call this a successful alliance. However, I'm worried about Anya and Lethe. They weren't in the sky according to Razor. God, I rely so much on Razor it's scary. He could have lied to me about anything! Anya and Lethe could be dead and he could have killed the girl himself! I don't want to be dependent one someone else! That's not how Victors are made! Well, didn't Arbor have Archer through his Games? That's it, Razor is my Archer. Maybe my Archer will let me sit down for a few seconds to catch my breath.

"How about a break?" I say, trying to sound casual and not about to pass out. Without waiting for an answer, I stop and sit with my legs folded up underneath me. I still can't smell anything, and that's the one thing that's worried me the most.

I passed my hand through the vegetation, running my fingers over the leaves until I found one I recognized. Picking it from the ground I ran my hands over it before classifying it as edible. Finally, food! Picking more of the plant I held out a handful for Razor to take. I wish he would take more- then I would know where he was and maybe what's going on. I go ahead and help myself to some of the plant and shove the rest in one of the many pockets on my shorts. It's not the best thing in the world but right now it's food and that's all I care about.

Just as I was about to ask Razor if he'd seen any rivers in the Arena yet I heard movement and stopped everything. Motioning to Razor to be quiet I turned my ear towards the sound. Listening carefully, I could tell it was something alive. Tribute or mutt, I don't know but it was a threat no doubt. Slowly I slipped one of my shoes off and, waiting for the next rustling, aimed for the sound and hurled it towards it.

[Attacks Guard Grenadillo/ Shoe;misc. blunt projectile]
[dice=200+8000]
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[Saskia ate plants]

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Been There, [RazorandSaskia vs. GuardGrenadillo] Jul 19, 2011 17:45:02 GMT -5

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Post by charade on Jul 19, 2011 17:45:02 GMT -5

Razor Creel

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"We are all guilty, But silence will not save our souls.
We are becoming tired and weary and our conscience is slowly growing old. Living by the reason of science
Never question what we are told. These words rise above my voice but I think you already know."

Sleep eluded Razor that first night. It was hard for him to come to terms with what Jaimie Maccon had done. The girl had been all for killing everyone involved in the fight. That was until the mutts had shown up. Two different breeds of mutt had appeared out of nowhere during the fight. Some swine looking thing with sharp tusks, and a small mole creature with even sharper teeth. The small one had ripped into his left arm, the same one that Jaimie had broken the wrist of. He could only assume the game-makers had done that to force the fight to end sooner. Initially, Razor had been disgusted with himself for failing to land so many hits on the offending tribute, but that had dissolved into a quiet attitude after she had grabbed his knife.

She killed herself. His knife had been grabbed and Jaimie had plunged the blade into her chest. But not before she sent some words his way. "You think you're amazing and strong," She said. "But you're as vulnerable as the rest of us. " Those words bothered him more than they should have, and he wrestled with them all through the night. His heart felt heavy for reasons he could not understand and for concepts he could not grasp. The noise his blade had made as he pulled it out of her body still echoed in his ears. The sight of her still form growing cold as her life ran out from her chest. Why had she done it? Had she just given up hope right then and there? As for the other people involved in the fight, The male tribute, whom Razor had finally figured out was named Colan, had taken the dead girls mace and fled the area. Presumably before the mutts or Razor could kill him.

""We're all searching for something so much greater than what we have.
And these lies have nothing to offer us
A bigger meaning, a better purpose, please trust me this is worth it.
You don't have to be the person you were yesterday."

Not that Razor would have. His keft arm was stinging something fierce between the broken wrist and the bitw mark. He had wanted to get away from the creatures too. And Saskia had wound up traveling with him after the struggle in the shrub lands. He felt obligated to watch out for her. Somewhat. She had followed him, helped him and gotten her nose broken for her trouble. In the back of his mind, Razor knew this alliance wouldn't last forever, and made a mental note to take his leave after he delivered her back to her original alliance.

And her alliance was still very much alive. When the anthem had played, Razor had read off the names to her. August Millory , Alexander Martinez , Sebastian Miller, Alikia Lombray , Jaimie Maccon, And Allen Hearst. Six tributes killed on the first day. None of whom were the two female tributes Saskia had allied herself with in the beginning. Razor stayed silent for a time after that, until saskia had spoken up.

"I'll say it again and again I have the cure
Everything is overly organized But you seem strangely out of place
When will you realize the past can not be erased?"

"How about a break?" she asked in a strained tone. before he could even answer, she stopped and sat with legs folded up and plopped down on the ground. The ground was in fact, slightly more covered in grass than the previous area. He figured they must have entered a new area as evidenced by the trees that had begun to crop up all around the pair. A new area meant new dangers, and Razor wasn't sure if he could deal with something else right now. Saskia's face was still covered in dried blood and her nose was askew. Denied two of her senses, he wasn't sure how long she would last on her own. Not that he cared about her or anything. It was simply the best alliance he could afford right now.

He watched her as she ran her fingers across the vegetation before plucking a plant out and offering it to him. She was lucky that he recognized in as edible as well, or he might have thought she was trying to poison him. She wouldn't do that though he told himself. She needed him right now, and he was willing to oblige.

Watching her face, he wished he had some water to clean the wound on her face, he wasn't sure why he wanted to but he did. He tensed when an odd look crossed her face, and moved to his left when she threw one of her shoes towards him. It hit something behind him with a thunk. Turning, he spotted what appeared to be a walking boulder. It had to be another mutt. "Don't go soft on me now boy. Take out the Mutt. It's more of a threat right now. But ditch the girl when you can. Don't even think about developing feelings for her. You're a career. No creating emotional attachments in the arena. Now fight!"Taking most of the voice's advice, Razor immediately slashed out at the mutt, slicing it in it's small face. Well, At least this thing was easier to hit than Jaimie.

I refuse to wash my hands of this
And forget what needs to be said.

song = Been there, Done that by Memphis May fire

[attacks Guard granadillo]
Knife: (Machete)[dice=200+2000]
[shallow cut on cheek 3.5]

[razor ate plants]
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Been There, [RazorandSaskia vs. GuardGrenadillo] Jul 19, 2011 18:45:52 GMT -5

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Post by Lulu on Jul 19, 2011 18:45:52 GMT -5

Riff Raff had been sleeping when the two humans had come barging into the jungle, trampling a path with their bulky, booted feet loudly and disturbing his nap. He was concealed within a pile of stones near the foot of a tree; the Guard Granadillo blended in perfectly due to his rocklike appearance. A little ways away, deeper into the jungle, was the den he had made in a pile of boulders, which he shared with his sister, Magenta. Magenta was currently out hunting, so therefore, it was Riff's duty to guard the den. Magenta had warned him not to fall asleep, but one thing led to another and suddenly there were a bunch of humans coming way too close to their hideout. Magenta had been right, as usual.

Riff Raff knew he had to drive these beasts away before she returned home, or she'd be very mad at him. And suppose the humans invaded their den? Where would they live! They'd have to make a new one, and Magenta would be so infuriated that he'd let it be ruined that she might leave him to fend for himself. Riff shuddered at the thought - wherever they went, he and his sister were a pair, and he couldn't let a stupid slip up ruin that.

He was stonger than them, anyway. Tougher. This was what he lived for: guarding his home. He could do it. He would show those ghastly two-legged things that this was his home, and not theirs. They could go make all the noise they wanted somewhere else. Maybe even invade Eddie and Columbia's den - he'd never liked them. Either way, they had to go. And Riff Raff was the only one who could make that happen. So he lunged.

[attacks Razor]
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Been There, [RazorandSaskia vs. GuardGrenadillo] Jul 19, 2011 20:51:44 GMT -5

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Post by sbeeg on Jul 19, 2011 20:51:44 GMT -5

Snarling and growling could be heard from the attacker- a mutt, that or a tribute who wasn't taking the Games very well. Whatever it was, Razor was fighting it, and it was fighting back. I tried to listening to it, calculating from its foot falls and the direction its snorts came from but it gave me only limited information. What the hell was attacking us!? Why isn't Razor talking to me? He couldn't have been knocked down already! Frustrated for what felt like the millionth time about my lack of two senses, I was forced to ask the question.

"What is it!?" no sooner did the words leave my mouth did I hear it lunge from it's place across the clearing and land near by. Gripping the cooking pot, I pulled back my arm before letting it fly towards the... the- whatever the hell it was!

[Attacks Riff Raff/Cooking pot; Club/Blunt]
[dice=200+7000]
[Crushed Skull- Fatal]

All that frustration must have paid off because when I hurled the cooking pot into the mutt I heard a sickening crack and the thump of a body on the ground. Taking a few moments to collect my breath, I slowly put the pot to my side.

"Is it dead?"

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Been There, [RazorandSaskia vs. GuardGrenadillo] Jul 19, 2011 21:58:21 GMT -5

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Post by charade on Jul 19, 2011 21:58:21 GMT -5

Razor Creel

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"I'll lower your body down into an open grave
and let the vultures have their way with you.
We'll take you by surprise and spill you're blood like wine.
Scarlet stains upon the flesh will end the night."

The creature had leaped at him with teeth bared, but Razor had managed to evade the blow. "What is it?" Saskia said urgently, before wildly swinging a cooking pot in the direction of the mutt. A cooking pot? When had she grabbed that out of his bag? There was a very loud crack, and the Granadillo slumped to the floor and did not move. "Is it dead?" She said hesitantly. Razor laughed. Whether the laugh was born of relief or the actual humor of the situation, he couldn't pin down. "It was a Granadillo Mutt. And it is most certainly dead." He laughed again. "You're well on your way to giving Arbor Halt a run for his money."

Walking over to some nearby foliage, Razor leaned upon a tree, feeling it's bark rub on his back. That spark of fighting spirit that he had seen during training had displayed itself only moments ago. It would definitely be worth it to keep Saskia around, regardless of what the voice claimed. Glancing at his left arm, and seeing it a little worse for the wear, He proceeded to use some bandages, first aid, and even one of his needles to stitch up the bite wound from the previous day. Not a minute after he had stitched it up, the needle snapped in half. It was clear to Razor then that none of the arena items were built to last, and he had better find more soon.

"Rest you're head and soon you will find,
beauty is young and will die in time."

Looking over his supplies, he knew he needed to find a way to make fire soon, or risk drinking contaminated water. The prospect of dying from the elements in the arena were not ones he chose to consider.Of course, first he had to find water. Undoubtedly other tributes would be searching for a water source as well. Hopefully, the others would be too preoccupied to deny him such a basic necessity.

It took a few moments before he realized Saskia was standing in front of him awkwardly. Realizing that his brooding mood did not give her much to gather about her surroundings, he spoke. "How's your nose?" He eased in to the tree, grateful to have something at his back. In the distance a cannon went off, putting Razor on edge. Another tribute had perished somewhere in another area.

"You think we don't know a thing.
But I can see straight through you.
You think that we believe everything that you say.
My God, things aren't looking good.

Song = Quantity is their Quality by Memphis May Fire]

[Razor used 5ft of bandages, (15ft left) Needle and thread (0 uses left), First aid] [/blockquote][/justify]

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Been There, [RazorandSaskia vs. GuardGrenadillo] Jul 19, 2011 22:17:45 GMT -5

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Post by sbeeg on Jul 19, 2011 22:17:45 GMT -5

After the few moments of silence, I heard Razor's laugh pierce the air. What was so funny? They just got attacked! "It was a Granadillo Mutt. And it is most certainly dead." He laughed again and I couldn't help but giggle with him. I just killed a mutt with one blow with a cooking pot. That's one for the recap. You're well on your way to giving Arbor Halt a run for his money."

There's that name again. I'm always being compared to him, but this time I didn't mind as much. Did arbor halt ever kill a mutt with a pot? I don't think so. I doubt any tribute has. Grinning, I let my muscles relax. I can get through this. Hearing footsteps walking away from me, I took a few quick steps forward to follow but stopped myself. Razor wasn't leaving just yet, I heard him lean his weight against something, a tree perhaps? I stood there for what felt like forever. What now? Nothing to fight, food to eat.

"How's your nose?"

This time I gave a large, hearty laugh.
"Awful! I can't even smell you!" smiling I almost wished I could smell his dreadful roses again, just to make sure he was always there. Suddenly, the sound of the canon shot through the Arena. My heart skipped a beat and the same two names ran through my head. Lethe? Anya? I'd have to wait until tonight to find out. Attempting to ignore the meaning behind the canon, I continued but seriousness creeper into my voice and instead of a lighthearted comment it became more of a confession. "It's actually really hard to tell if you're there or not. Sometimes I think you've ditched me and I'm on my own again. That or another tribute's creeping around with me, just waiting to slip a knife in my back."

I immediately curse myself for spilling all my emotional baggage out for all of Panem to see, my hand flying to cover my mouth to keep anything else from slipping out.

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Been There, [RazorandSaskia vs. GuardGrenadillo] Jul 19, 2011 23:08:23 GMT -5

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Post by charade on Jul 19, 2011 23:08:23 GMT -5

Razor Creel

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"If we were made for this
"Who are we to act any differently
No one said this would be easy
Never look back and leave it all behind"

She laughed at the comment about her nasal facilities . "Awful! I can't even smell you!" Well, It good to see she was taking such an injury lightly. He closed his eyes as he leaned, a familiar way of clearing his mind. A gentle breeze caressed his exhausted features. It wasn't long before negative thoughts began to invade his calmed demeanor. At least his dad was being quiet. That voice wasn't needed to make him feel bad right now. What kind of career was he? True, he had survived to the second day, but he hadn't killed anyone. Heck, The blind girl he was traveling with had more kills them him, and she had only killed a single mutt.

"It's actually really hard to tell if you're there or not. Sometimes I think you've ditched me and I'm on my own again. That or another tribute's creeping around with me, just waiting to slip a knife in my back."

The words hit him hard, and he opened his eyes to see saskia clutching a hand to her mouth. What did she mean by that? Did she think him capable of leaving her stranded as Dustin had done to Jaimie? Did she think him capable of stabbing a mostly defenseless girl in the back? Well. Maybe he would be able to do that. Maybe not. It was all in how you looked at it.

"A darkest night comes just before the dawn
And trust me we will make it out alive."

Struck by a sudden impulse to move. He left his comfortable tree and walked over to where she stood, leaning in close; perhaps she could pick up a scent from where he was now. "I'm not going to abandon you. Not until I have to. I told you in the training room. Something about you intrigues me. There's a will to live and fight in you I only expected to see in a career. You don't have to fear me. Not for a few more days at least." There, the truth, plain and simple. He needed to get this out now, before his dad started talking again.

"There is hope in every open eye
So live your life like you're ready to die
Let them have everything but your pride
Hold your ground when the sun sets, tonight is the night."

Song = Destiny for the willing by Memphis May Fire
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Been There, [RazorandSaskia vs. GuardGrenadillo] Jul 19, 2011 23:24:48 GMT -5

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Post by sbeeg on Jul 19, 2011 23:24:48 GMT -5

After my vomit of words, I waited for what felt like an eternity for Razor to respond. The sound of him walking closer just sent more dread through my body. He was standing right in front of me when he started to speak, close enough that I could almost smell his cologne, or maybe it was my mind playing tricks on me.

"I'm not going to abandon you. Not until I have to. I told you in the training room. Something about you intrigues me. There's a will to live and fight in you I only expected to see in a career. You don't have to fear me. Not for a few more days at least."

The weight of the world was lifted from my shoulders, but my breath was still stuck in my throat. Slowly I worked my muscles back to relaxed and let the air out of my lungs. At least I have Razor to count on for a few more days. Then it occurred to me- I might not even live that long.

Contemplating such heavy thoughts made my brain start to hurt. With Razor so close, I decided to do something I've wanted to do since back in the Training Center. Slowly bringing my hand up, I asked permission.

"Can I see what you look like?" not the best wording in the world, but it would make sense soon enough. Carefully, I put my palm against Razor's cheek. It was warm with adrenaline from the fight. This was something I did back in District Nine, I'd run my fingers over their face, trying to get a sense of their features so that I could tell it was them if they didn't have a very notable smell. I've wanted to know what Razor's looked like since day one of meeting him but you can't go around feeling up other tribute's faces. "I want to know what that intriguing boy from District Two looks like."

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Been There, [RazorandSaskia vs. GuardGrenadillo] Jul 20, 2011 1:56:23 GMT -5

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Post by charade on Jul 20, 2011 1:56:23 GMT -5

Razor Creel

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"It's hard to find honest mind in this city
And I keep hoping someone will speak up."

He glared at her, even though she couldn't see that he was. Why had she made him say things? Things he didn't want her, let alone all of panem to know. It dismayed him that he might be the one to eventually end her life. Or she his. "Which is why you have to ditch her my boy." Razor tried ignoring the voice. He didn't feel like arguing with his dad at the moment."Don't shut me out! Forming an emotional attachement is a dumb move lad! Don't try to turn this into anything, only one of you can live in the end!" Desperetly trying his best to block out the yelling in his mind, he took a step closer, just in time for Saskia to say something odd.

"Every time the truth comes out its pushed away and pushed aside.
But I won't stand and watch it all go unsaid."

"Can I see what you look like?". A strange request, considering her condition. There was nothing that came directly to his mind when she uttered that question, and indeed, he did not expect what happened next. She laid a hand upon his cheek. Her touch cooler than he would have thought, considering the fight. A small smile seemed to pull at the corner of her mouth. "I want to know what that intriguing boy from District Two looks like."

"I've seen how all of this ends,and I promise It's worth whoever it offends."

Instinctively, he had almost put a hand up to ward off what he thought would be a slap or a punch, but after a few seconds he let his hands drift to his sides. Fumbling with his words for a moment, he blushed.F or all his bluster and what he considered charm in district two, he had usually managed to repel any of the girls that he had shown interest in. Or any that that shown interest in him. But that wasn't what was going on here was it? He couldn't possibly be starting to develop an attraction to a blind girl from a lower district. Could he? Not in the arena of all places. Aware that she was still waiting for an answer, he finally managed to blurt out a soft: "Sure."

"We're sleepwalking all the way to contentment
When will somebody speak up?."

Song =Sleepwalking by Memphis May fire[/blockquote][/justify]

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Been There, [RazorandSaskia vs. GuardGrenadillo] Jul 20, 2011 16:12:09 GMT -5

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Post by sbeeg on Jul 20, 2011 16:12:09 GMT -5

Razor's cheek seemed to get even warmer under my hand and I thought he was going to deny my request until a soft "Sure." pushed itself into the air. Hm, I thought a he'd have a little more to say for a tribute who likes to talk as much as Razor does.

"Relax," I said smiling, trying to get him to calm down. Razor seemed so tense compared to the first time I had meet him in the training center. Something about touching people's face makes them uncomfortable which is something I've never understood.

Running my thumb along his cheekbone, I tried to memorize every part of his face; how straight his nose was, the shape of his jaw, and the texture of his skin which was a lot softer than anyone's back home in District Nine. Amazing how being born in a different District could change so much about a person. Their confidence, their priorities, and their appearance can be so drastically altered by location. Something flipped over in my gut the longer I held my hands to Razor's face. I tried ignoring it, but that only made it grow, heating my face and putting weird thoughts in my head. Biting down on my bottom lip, I went on learning my ally's face focusing everything on that task. It went okay until my thumb slid across his lips and my heart hurdled into my throat. God, what was wrong with me? I snapped my hands down, and more heat rushed to my face. What the hell was going on?!

"I- I don't..." now all of Panem is watching me make a fool of myself. Perfect. Just fucking perfect.

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Been There, [RazorandSaskia vs. GuardGrenadillo] Jul 21, 2011 3:28:12 GMT -5

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Post by charade on Jul 21, 2011 3:28:12 GMT -5

Razor Creel

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"All the walls you built to surround you ,crumble right before your eyes."

"Relax." She said while smiling. Of course he could be relaxed, it wasn't like an attractive girl was running her fingers across his face or anything. He knew it was just because that was another way for her to see, now that she was unable to smell anything.Still, he had to admit it made him slightly uncomfortable. It felt like she was staring directly at him, even though she couldn't see. Razor's eyes locked onto her sightless orbs, which seemed to shine when the light hit them in a certain way.

"Your heart beats faster your knees get weaker
And time stands still. Time stands still.
Push it back, push it back, but one day this will all become very real."

He felt her thumb run along the side of face; and as she did so, a look of extreme concentration appeared on hers. As she moved along his nose and jaw, he noted that her hand felt callused, slighty rough, much different from his own, which he went to great lengths to keep in good condition. What went on in the other districts that made the other tributes so different from him? How could ones lack of confidence drive someone to suicide?, What did they care about? How could they be so mentally and physically different?

"This is the price we pay for the moment in time that we felt invincible."

She had been feeling his face for several minutes now, and he was tenser the more her hands moved across his face. She started to blush and a look of uncertainty crossed her visage. That look intensified and she blushed a deep shade of pink as a thumb went across his lips. He felt a chill go down his spine. she dropped her hands to her side and spoke in such a way that he he could hear the uncertainty. "I-I don't..."She looked so...fragile in that moment.

"In this place you have no face
In this place you have no name
Looking for anything that feels familiar."

Seized by a sudden impulse, Razor grasped both of her hands with his. "I-"He began, before it felt like his tongue cleaved to the roof of his mouth, which itself had rapidly become dry. He didn't know how to form a cohesive sentence at the moment. So, he did the only thing that made sense. He leaned forward and kissed her. It wasn't anything special, nor anything rough. It was a simple brushing of his lips on hers. Yet it electrified him. Feeling suddenly awkward, he drew his head back. "So... Well, I... uh.." Any words he had thought to speak disappeared as his train of thought derailed off into nothing. The sound of another cannon went off. What the hell was he thinking? People were dying and he was losing his edge. "Shall we look for your alliance members?

"You can not do this on your own."

song = The face with no name by Memphis May fire.

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Been There, [RazorandSaskia vs. GuardGrenadillo] Jul 21, 2011 21:01:50 GMT -5

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Post by sbeeg on Jul 21, 2011 21:01:50 GMT -5

All my stuttering was silenced when I felt Razor's hands take mine. I had just enough to take in a breath before his lips meet mine. It was surprising for sure, I never expected such a move from Razor, but the longer his lips were held carefully against mine the small flame in my stomach grew. He pulled away all to quickly for my taste and it was over. Just like that.

Razor just kissed me in the middle of the Arena with all Panem watching. Oh god, what do I do? I still had my hands intertwined with his and I realized that I didn't care what happened anymore. We were probably going to die sometime in the Arena- we might only have the next few hours before another mutt attacks us. Deciding that I wasn't going to waste anymore time thinking about the consequences, I started to lean in for another kiss-

BOOM

The sound of another canon made me jump, gripping on Razor's hands even tighter and disrupting my plans.

"Shall we look for your alliance members?" Razor asked. It sounds selfish, but all my thoughts of Anya and Lethe had just sneaked out. That could have been a canon for one of them! I'm a horrible ally, I haven't been with my actual alliance the entire Games. It wasn't entirely my fault though... They left me at the Bloodbath! They're the reason I have to depend so much on Razor.

It all comes full circle. Thinking Razor- forgetting about Anya and Lethe- getting abandoned- right back to Razor. This may be my last day on this Earth- I might as well live it the way I want to even if it does seem selfish and rude!

Working my fingers from Razor's grasp, I take his face in my hands, going up on my toes and returning the favor of a short, brush of a kiss.

"Can it wait?"

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Been There, [RazorandSaskia vs. GuardGrenadillo] Jul 22, 2011 17:21:37 GMT -5

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Post by charade on Jul 22, 2011 17:21:37 GMT -5

Razor Creel

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"Persevere, persevere It's time to test the limits of your heart
Make it clear this is not a test of the system
They want you to believe
Understanding the paths that we take
Relay's signals from our nerves to our brain
Don't get lost in the upside down ways
This world has a heavy hold on your heart"

Right before that cannon had sounded, Razor could have sworn that Saskia was leaning towards him. To kiss him back? The noise it made caused her to jump a little, and she squeezed his hands. His stomach was flip flopping all over the place, and his heart felt like it had jumped into his mouth. What made this blind girl so interesting? Sure, she was cute. And not stuck-up. Nor was she empty headed like many of the girls he knew back home. She made him feel so different. It was really going to suck if he wound up having to kill her. He made a mental note to not get too attached.

"You've know from day one that things aren't always cut just to fit you.
Uncertain of what's at stake, This question is killing you.
So many think they know it all, all they know is that it's gonna end
Gotta live while you can. You gotta live while you can."

Far away from district two, away from everything he knew, Razor was for the first time in his life, unsure of himself. Nothing in the arena had gone the way he thought it would have. For one, he had expected to kill both of the district twelve tributes, thereby preventing another win by the coalies, but instead, one had committed suicide and the other had fled to who knew where. As for Saskia, He told himself that he was just playing it up for the cameras, but deep down, his emotions were churning. It was impossible to tell if the current state of things was the beginning of actual feelings, or if it was just brought on by the stressful events of the arena or the simple truth of not wanting to be alone.

Shaking his head, negative thoughts began to creep their way in, along with a voice that had been silent for awhile. "Razor. You're a career. From district two. you have no business fooling around with a disabled girl from district nine. What you should do is stab her repeatedly and go find the other careers. Are you even listening to me?" She let go of his hands. He felt the chill of dread in his forehead. Could she hear the voice too? Of course, she was probably mad at him for kissing her.What a fool he was. A look of shocked surprise crossed his countenance when she cupped her hands around his face and kissed him back in the same light way.

I know sometimes It's so hard
Afraid to show your weakness but were all so weak inside
So don't listen make up your own mind
Listen with your ear to the sky
And keep your feet moving persevere persevere
You have the power to make this life your own
Its time to test the limits of your heart.

"Can it wait?"

The words hung in the air like clouds drifting on a warm summer breeze. Leaning forward, he gripped her shoulders and kissed her again, lingering this time. he wanted this moment to last, regardless of what his dad seemed to think. The blast of a cannon startled him, before a second one went off right after it.
How many tributes had died while they were standing here? How close could the living ones be? He coughed and looked at the sky involuntarily. " I do believe that is a sign that we should get moving. People dying and what not."

"In a world that is broken and dead
I am afraid that there's nothing left
Show them how strong you are
You've come this far don't fall."

Song = Speak Now,I'm Listening by Memphis May fire

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Been There, [RazorandSaskia vs. GuardGrenadillo] Jul 22, 2011 19:46:26 GMT -5

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Post by sbeeg on Jul 22, 2011 19:46:26 GMT -5

Oh god. I have feelings for another tribute. The thought actually scared me, it could possibly be the worst thing that can happen in the Arena. Thoughts drifted to past Games and how painful it was for the tributes who did get attached. Topaz and Nash, Enigma and Zack- they all ended horribly. The sound of desperate sobbing in the District Square is the worst noise I have to put up with when the Games are on. I can deal with children drowning in their own blood, but when someone is crying over another tribute who was practically their enemy. I can't deal with it.

That's what went through my head when I felt Razor's hands on my shoulders and his lips on mine again. All the serious thoughts I had previously ignored came back full force. It wasn't a simple kiss anymore, it was desperate- like my thoughts. I made the most of it- hoping it wouldn't end but knowing it would.

BOOM

Startled, we parted, for the first time in a long time I wish I could see. I'd be able to look at Razor's confident face because I just know he has one. You don't talk the talk if you can't look the part. It doesn't matter how hard I wish- I still can't.

BOOM

Damn these canons! How many has there been today? Three? Four?

"I do believe that is a sign that we should get moving. People dying and what not."

"Yeah," I wanted to say more but exactly what evaded me. Taking a step few backs I realized I was still wearing only one shoe having thrown the other one at the mutt. Sometimes you just get caught up in being kissed by a boy you can never have because at least one of you will have to die in a week or two. "Do you see my shoe?"

I tried to say it with a smile, I'm not sure if I pulled it off. At this point I don't care how these serious and negative thoughts came into my head I want them out. I want to die happy not contemplating how hot the water is that I just got myself into.

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Been There, [RazorandSaskia vs. GuardGrenadillo] Jul 22, 2011 23:07:29 GMT -5

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Post by charade on Jul 22, 2011 23:07:29 GMT -5

Razor Creel

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"We stood and watched the storm
Our eyes upon the blackened sky
As the rain began to fall
With a gentle sigh you took my hand and pulled me in
Our pulses, beating a rhythm of passion as,the lightning split the sky."

Animal Attraction. That was a phrase he had heard daily in the gym. The way he understood those words, it meant wanting to be with someone for the hell of it. This girl would likely be dead in a few days. There was nothing he knew about her other than the way she looked right now. Did she have a family? Someone back home? What did she do in her home district? How did she live?The answers to all these questions and more were ones that he would never learn. Unless he won. If he won, he would likely be able to learn more about this girl then he would ever learn in the days they were in the arena. How messed up was that?

I gazed into your eyes so bright and gently
Caressed your face
Your soothing touch
Well, there's never quite enough
Yes, there will never be enough of you and me

The taste of her lips was intoxicating, and it distracted him immensely. Wondering briefly what could be going through her head as the sound of cannons interrupted them, he stretched.If he was actually falling for this girl, he didn't know what he was going to do when the time came to say goodbye. Perhaps he would go crazy like the district eight male tribute from last years games. What had his name been? Zack Detroff. Or something close to that. After Zack's district partner had died, he had torn through several tributes before being killed himself. Could such a quickly formed attachment truly merit such a reaction? Razor found himself wanting to find out.

"Notice my smile.
How spontaneous and true
Damn, but I'm falling for you."

Acknowledging his comment, she took a few steps back. It appeared as if she had caught her breath, she seemed unsure about something."Do you see my shoe?" She flashed a half-smile at him. Razor walked around to where the slain body of the mutt still lay. He put his cooking pot back into the satchel around his torso and picked up the shoe that lay by it's side. Strolling back to where Saskia stood with the shoe in hand, he knelt in front of her."Found it. Stay still please." Working slowy and carefully, as to not put pressure on his injured wrist, he delicately slipped the shoe onto her foot.

Touch me, I tremble
Hold me, I sigh
Kiss me, I melt
Ask me, Why

He stepped back to admire her form, wishing she could see him.
"Just so you know, I am smiling." He quipped. Just then another set of double cannons ripped through the air. Damn. How many tributes had bought it this day? Razor proceeded to hold her close and ruffle her hair, briefly considering planting a kiss on her neck. While he wasn't sure how she would respond to that he went ahead and did it any way, before speaking."Looks like I'll be reading you a long list of names tonight."

"Just when I thought we'd given up,
We stayed on the road and made it
I will never see you in your room
Sleeping without me."

song = Cowbells making a comeback by memphis may fire

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