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.origami -Lethe/Razor vs. Latch Crab- Aug 8, 2011 12:27:31 GMT -5

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Post by Rosetta on Aug 8, 2011 12:27:31 GMT -5

Lethe Turner

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The faces in the sky passed over Lethe without her notice. Truthfully, she never cared who they were (if she could recognize them, that is), just that now they were gone, she didn’t have to worry about them. Her eyes were on Saskia and Razor, who’s feet had been taken care of, but she couldn’t imagine the pain they were in. Swallowing, she spread out on the warm ground, still heated from the hot day, to close her eyes.

Once more, she couldn’t find sleep. It was like a puzzle. She couldn’t find the answer, but that was because she was thinking too hard. She was thinking for sleep, sleep, but another thought wanted to penetrate, get itself over with. That thought was how grateful she was for Saskia. Sure, she was grateful for Razor, still wary of him, but grateful mostly for Saskia.

She remembered in the Training Center, when she’d first stumbled across Saskia and Anya. She thought she might have a deeper connection to Saskia, sensing Saskia’s disorder, as well. Instead, she found Anya rise above Saskia, the bond between herself and Anya much stronger, more powerful, eternal…

But, then of course, as fate had it, Anya was gone in a blink of an eye, Saskia stepping in to take her place.
Now, Lethe could feel the line between herself and Saskia, like a tugging at her naval, but it wasn’t as strong. There was something blocking it.

That something was Razor.

She eyed him, not angrily or annoyed, just…just…emotionless in the darkness as he slept. He liked Saskia a lot, and she respected that. She just simply couldn’t shake the feeling that he might hurt her. Well, of course, he might eventually have to, but she prayed not in cold blood, if that made any sense. Lethe knew she shouldn’t step between the two of them and she never would.

So, easily, could Lethe pledge to protect Saskia if Razor tried anything.

But, so, easily, she knew she couldn’t.

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It was the buzzing that woke her up. She hadn’t realized she’d been sleeping until she opened her eyes and saw them. A swarm. A dark, jittering swarm that was buzzing and darting around all over her. A swarm of what? Then one bit her. Mosquitoes. Big ones. She gasped out in pain and swatted it away, but there were more and more. Heart racing, she opened her mouth to scream, but a bug bit her lip and she hastily closed it. A fiery itch was spreading through her body in too many places for her to get to.

Gripping her bag, Lethe flailed around, her knife slashing through the air, wildly. It had no effect. She chanced shouting out, “SASKIA, RAZOR, FOLLOW ME!” and then took off in the night, beating away bugs as she went. Her feet beat hard against the ground, numb horror seeping over her in realization that this was some cruel trick of the Capitol.

Damn it! She hated them! She really did. Lethe, never one to hate anyone, truly, deeply hated the Capitol. The other tributes weren’t her enemy! They were! But, of course, they all had to pretend their enemies were each other, the ones locked away in this Hell, not the ones laughing up a storm back in the beautiful city.

She ran into she couldn’t anymore, until the horizon was rosy and the buzzing seemed to die away. Lethe collapsed onto the ground with exhaustion, chest heaving, a stitch in her side. Vibrations on the ground told her someone else near her. They’d followed her. She opened her eyes.

“Saskia, I-”

It was Razor.

“Razor!” She sat straight up, her hands clawing upward to scratch the bites all over her body. “Are you alright?” She frowned, scanning the area around them, finding no one else. “You got bit too, didn’t you? And Saskia…oh no…” Surely the blind girl hadn’t done well in the fray of the buzzing, the biting, the confusion. Lethe’s stomach lurched as she glanced around and saw not a grassy, shrubby area, but a river bank, where they had ended up. Lethe found that her exhaustion had completely melted away into panic, agony and fear. “We need to find her, Razor. She might be in trouble!”

She stood, her nails which had grown and were quite good at scratching, pulling forth blood from her cuts and it seeped down her bloated skin. She drew her knife and used the side to scratch a bite on her back that she couldn’t reach. She bled there too, but didn’t mind. Saskia’s safety was the only thing on her mind.

“Razor, let’s go-” she stopped short, eyes wide as something big and odd looking inched up out of the water. It looked like a crab…it looked like, those were the key words. Her heart skipped a beat, wondering what now could possibly go wrong. “Razor, don’t move,” she warned, eyes on the crab, raising her knife. “There’s a crab behind you and I don’t think it’s a nice normal one, either.”[/size][/blockquote][/color]

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.origami -Lethe/Razor vs. Latch Crab- Aug 8, 2011 14:33:58 GMT -5

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Post by charade on Aug 8, 2011 14:33:58 GMT -5

Razor Creel

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"Digging a hole that I can't get out of
Deeper and deeper below the surface
To find that there's nothing there
Where do I go from here?"

The music from the anthem took some getting used to. Outside the arena, it seemed to fit, inside however, it felt far too cheerful for the actual events. Razor decided it must add to the atmosphere or something. Gazing at the sky, he was surprised to see the face of Sylvania Legend; his district partner. She might not have seemed all there, but she was a career and he had expected her to go farther. The second image was that of the little redhead from district seven. She was girl that had wounded his chest in the bloodbath. They were the only two the anthem displayed before fading away. Only two deaths? And the day before there had only been one. That was discomforting. The capitol always wanted blood, and the past two days had been severely lacking.

"What will it take? What will it take?
What will it take to keep it together? I've never felt so empty."

During his turn to keep watch, he had irritably paced back and forth, dragging his blade behind him and leaving furrows in the ground. Murderous intent glinted in his eyes as he watched the girls sleep. But once again, he found his dark thoughts incapable of becoming action. Silently, he stood over Saskia’s still form, before attempting to whisper. “I think.. I think I’m in lo- Stopping himself, he woke Lethe for her watch and settled onto the ground. Sleep found his tired eyelids swiftly.

"I know I could never run far enough to escape your love. So why do I keep running?"

It is a bright and sunny day. He is walking with Saskia to his favorite gym. She turns and leers at him, before stabbing him with her knife. Again and again the blade strikes his body. He looks at her confused. Why would she hurt him so?”Awaking with a start, Razor found himself slapping a his arms and chest. A buzzing noise filled his ears and something big flew past his face. Insects Of Unusual size. He hadn’t believed in them until now. Lethe shouted for them to follow and he obliged. Saskia was off to his right; with the ferocity of the swarm he could get no closer to grab her hand. She would have to follow the sound of their movements.

"Now the chaos is all around me
Show me the light at the end of the tunnel
I need you to save me from myself."

How long they fled, he would never know. All he knew was that the sun had come up. Lethe collapsed in front of him, and he felt obliged to do the same. Where were they? He glanced around, the sound of running water reaching his ears. A pristine river burbled its way along in front of him. Water. And a lot of it. Scratching and smiling, he turned to say something to Saskia, only to see that she wasn’t there. In fact, She wasn’t anywhere to be seen. A cold feeling grew in the pit of his stomach. She was out there alone. He could only hope that she proved herself as worthy an adversary as Arbor Halt. Actually, the hell with that, he needed to find her. Now. Why hadn’t he tried harder to get her hand? He mentally kicked himself. Lethe scratched at the discolored bumps on her pale skin, and Razor was compelled to do the same. Thankfully, the bites didn’t seem poisonous. They still hurt though.

"Take all my pride,I want to know you sincerely
I'm on my knees, take all of me."

Lethe said something and pointed behind him, turning, Razor saw a huge crab scuttling its way out of the river. At least he thought it was a crab. The crabs he usually saw were cooked to a bright orange and served on a bed of rice and vegetables. The thought of seafood imported from district four made his mouth water. However, this grey thing didn’t appear to be all that edible. And it’s pincers were downright nasty. Backing up to stand next to Lethe, Razor looked at the crab uncertainly as it watched them.

"Keep me close, keep me close, Keep my head above water
I need to hear your voice , I can't do this on my own."

Song = The Sinner by Memphis May Fire

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.origami -Lethe/Razor vs. Latch Crab- Aug 8, 2011 17:32:35 GMT -5

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Post by aya on Aug 8, 2011 17:32:35 GMT -5

Vice the latch crab had already attached his length of indestructible silk to a very large, decidedly unmovable boulder several yards away and had closed in on his targets. Leaping on his armored legs, Vice flung himself at the pair of humans, desperate to do exactly what he was programmed to: sink his claws into flesh and never, ever let go.

Latch Victim:
1 Lethe
2 Razor

Vice flings himself at the tributes, landing on:
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Location latched to/Damage done:
1 Left Wrist 5
2 Right Wrist 5
3 Left Achilles Tendon 5
4 Right Achilles Tendon 5
5 Left Calf 6
6 Right Calf 6
7 Left Bicep 6
8 Right Bicep 6
9 Left side of torso 9
10 Right side of torso 9
11 Neck 10

Vice latches on to this tribute's
[dice=11]

Admin Note: The only two ways to free yourself from a latch crab are to either a) sever the body part, if applicable, or b) attempt to burn the latch crab off, keeping in mind that latch crab silk is highly flammable and latch crab armor is highly explosive, so there would be further dice rolling involved. If you don't wish to remove the latch crab, you are stuck in this area until you are free.

Here is the dice table for burning it off:
Dice Damage to Razor Damage points
1 Second degree burns to left leg 7
2 Second degree burns to both legs 10
3 Second degree burns to both legs and left hand 13
4 Third degree burns (charred flesh) to left leg, second degree burns to right leg 12
5 Left leg blown off at knee 15

There will be also dice rolled from 1-10 for Lethe for damage from the shrapnel.

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.origami -Lethe/Razor vs. Latch Crab- Aug 8, 2011 18:58:34 GMT -5

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Post by Rosetta on Aug 8, 2011 18:58:34 GMT -5

Lethe Turner

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Watching the crab closely, Lethe was frozen not sure of she should pull a knife on it. Then again it could just be a normal crab and they were standing there like idiots- no. It didn't move like a normal creature, this thing looked smarter. Capitol made for sure.

"Animals have spirits too."

This wasn't an animal. It was a monster. From it's sharp claws to it's eyes sticking up above the rest of it's body- there was something about it not right. Holding the knife tightly in her hand, Lethe refused to move, worrying that any fidget would set the thing off.

"Careful. It may-"

It all happened so fast, Lethe didn't have time to do anything. The crab lunged forward and latched its claw onto Razor's leg. Stepping back, Lethe took in the situation. Razor was caught in the crab's grasp and the crab seemed to be latched onto a rock. Razor was stuck- but Lethe wasn't. She still had supplies too.

The idea was so appealing seeing as this was the boy who was standing between her and Saskia. He might as well be that mutt that killed Anya. He tried to kill them! He was dangerous.

Yet- she couldn't bring herself to do it. She couldn't just sling her pack on her back and walk off, leaving Razor to die. That's what the Capitol wanted. Lethe stared at Razor, all her anger for him was pushed aside because the Capitol had committed more crimes against her than this boy from District Two ever could.

Inching towards Razor and the crab, her knife still out, Lethe inspected the situation.

"I don't think that is going to come off very easily," the mutt had a very thick body that Lethe was sure a knife couldn't take care of. An idea popped in her head to get rid of it- but ti wasn't going to be pretty. "I'm going to try something, just trust me."

Pulling off her pack, Lethe pulled out the little box of matches. Pulling one out she ran it across the box, lighting it with practiced ease.

"Trust me," she said again, even though if the roles were switched, she'd never have trusted Razor holding a match. Stepping forward she set the match against the crab's body, and it ignited faster than she ever thought possible. Pulling away she watched as the crab was engulfed in flames. Maybe this wasn't a good idea. Backing up, Lethe threw up her arms to shield herself as the crab exploded.

[Damage to Razor]
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[Damage to Lethe]
[dice=10]

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.origami -Lethe/Razor vs. Latch Crab- Aug 8, 2011 19:52:16 GMT -5

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Post by charade on Aug 8, 2011 19:52:16 GMT -5

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Razor Creel

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“Say what you wanted to say
Mean what you wanted to mean.
I'm listening, so be real with me.”

The crab made a noise. That was enough for Razor. He turned to run from this new creature, only to hear Lethe cry out a warning and feel a stabbing pain in his heel. Stumbling to the ground, Razor rolled over to see that the crab had latched onto the back of his foot, and was gripping it so hard that his circulation was getting cut off. What the hell made him so appealing to mutts? Grimacing, he tried to pull the sea creature off with his hand. No luck. He thought about using his sword to kill it, but the way it was wrapped around his foot he was more likely to hit himself. Glaring at its beady little eyes, he swore to eat seafood every day when he got home. And he would get home. No spindly-legged beady eyed little freak was going to be the death of him. Glancing pleadingly at Lethe for help, he brought his leg towards his companion. “I’m going to try something, Just trust me.” she said. Well he was in no position to do otherwise.

”I can see it in your eyes,
You're scared for your life.
And I would be too if I was you.”

Smoke reached his nose causing him to sneeze. She had lighted a match. Was she going to kill it with fire? Well, most creatures despised flames. She told him to trust her again before running the match along the creatures shell. It caught fire almost instantly. Razor grinned, wondering if the crab would taste any good. A strange noise reached his ears, seemingly emitted by the thing on his foot. It was a sort of crackling whistling noise. Should it be making that noise?
Boom.

“Everything we had is gone,
It was gone in the blink of an eye.”

For a minute, Razor lay on his back, looking at the sky and thinking that a cannon had gone off, signifying what was certainly an embarrassing demise. Then his hearing returned, and he realized that the crab had exploded. So why did the air still smell like burning? Looking down at his legs, Razor saw that they were both coated in flames. Hollering, he slapped at the fire with his bandaged left hand, only for the bandages to catch fire as well. Screaming now, Razor rolled down into the muddy bank. The combination of dirt and water coated his legs and caused the flames that danced on his body to peter out before vanishing completely. Now he understood why some animals used mud to cool off. Rolling further, he let the warm current of the river wash his legs and hand clean of the mud. Sharp pain lanced through his right hand and he cursed before looking at his hand. His pinky finger was a bleeding stump. In shock he looked down at the water to see a small fish swimming away with his finger in it's mouth. This was not the way things were supposed to be. He was supposed to eat seafood, not become it. "I hope you choke on that!" he yelled at the fish, before crawling over to Lethe and collapsing in exhaustion. His legs were already reddening and blisters formed where the fire had been the worst. Exploding fire crabs and finger eating fish. Who would have thought it possible?

Love, hate, pleasure and pain.
These are the words I could never explain,
All I know is you made me feel every one
And it will never happen again!

Thankful that he had seen fit to train at the first aid station, he wrapped his legs and hands with his remaining bandages. They hurt for sure, but at least he still had them. Lying on his back, he stared at the sky and breathed heavily. The capitol had no decency. Did they know how much time he had spent tanning and rubbing lotions on his legs? Weeks of meticulous work undone in an instant. Not to mention, that the damage had been done in a excruciatingly painful way. At least he was still alive. And that was thanks to the quick thinking of Lethe Turner. Several cuts could be seen on different parts of her body. Probably from bits of crab shell. Or bits of himself.

“I really hope you got what you wanted,”

“I don’t know how to thank you Lethe. That was highly unpleasant.” He paused. “I hate to be a bother, but I’m going to lie down for a minute. Do you think you could fill our jugs with water? He motioned to her pack, before pulling an empty jug out of his satchel.] I have one too. Watch out for the fish. As soon as I catch my breath, we need to find Saskia. She’s out there all alone. I won’t forgive myself if she…” refusing to finish that line of thinking, he looked away.

“For better or for worse,
Did it ever mean a thing?”

[Razor Used 5ft Bandages -1]
[Razor Used First Aid -3]
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.origami -Lethe/Razor vs. Latch Crab- Aug 8, 2011 23:06:09 GMT -5

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Post by Rosetta on Aug 8, 2011 23:06:09 GMT -5

Lethe Turner

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Bit of crab and fire rained down on Lethe, burning into her arms and lodging sharp pieces of the claws into her skin. It hurt but it could be worse- she could be like Razor. The tribute standing only a few feet from here was on fire. Flames bit at his legs and he tried to pat it out with hand but that only got his hand on fire too. Razor ended up rolling in the river where a small fish bit off his finger.

Lethe didn't move, just watched all this happen to her ally.

“I don’t know how to thank you Lethe. That was highly unpleasant. Do you think you could fill our jugs with water? I have one too. Watch out for the fish."

Silently, Lethe took the empty jugs, both her's and Razor's, and moved to the rover. Filling them in the river, but also keeping an eye out for the "deadly fish."

"As soon as I catch my breath, we need to find Saskia. She’s out there all alone. I won’t forgive myself if she…”

If she dies Lethe finished mentally. Does the lone District Two tribute not realize that Lethe cares as much, possibly more about their blind friend as he does? Lethe used her fist to seal the cap on a jug. She needed to get her priorities straight. The Capitol was the enemy not any of the kids here. Not even Razor.

Walking back up from the River, Lethe placed Razor's jug beside him before sitting by her own supplies and wrapping the worst of her injuries in bandages. Reluctantly, she offered Razor an iodine tablet, he was close to death, the least she could do was offer a little kindness.

"Where do you think she is?" Lethe asked, forlorn. She had already had Anya ripped from her, she wasn't going to let that happen again.
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Post by charade on Aug 9, 2011 14:48:23 GMT -5

Razor Creel

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“I think it's time, we paid a little closer attention to all of this.”

He let that question sift around in his mind for a bit before answering. “I don’t know Lethe. I just don’t know. But I have to find her. The worst could happen the longer I’m not around.” As if reading his thoughts, a trio of cannons went off, only a couple seconds off from each other. Three more tributes down? Someone was busy. In the back of his mind, he hoped that career pack had succeeded in destroying each other. No way to know who was left until the anthem played though. Whoever they were, besides himself and Lethe, only four other tributes remained.

“I never thought I could be so blind
Oh, but now I say, If I could go back, do it all again
You know that I wouldn't sign my life away.”

Gritting his teeth, Razor got to his feet. The time had come for an ending. Dropping the iodine tablet< Lethe had given him into his jug, he watched as the water fizzed, before putting the jug into his satchel. If he was careful, the water could last him a few days. That was all he needed to do. Survive for a few more days. Hopefully without having to deal with anymore hazardous sea creatures. Gripping the blade Lethe had given him; he walked over to where she was and put a hand on her shoulder.

“So I'll ask you, Can you keep your word?
Or is this where we go our separate ways?”

“You’ve done a lot for me. More than I would have expected a non-career to do for a career. You know, back in the training center I told Saskia I’d kill her teammates if they attacked me. I don’t want to have to kill you Lethe. I have to find her. I’ve too much left to say. I hope you understand why I have to do this.” Slinging his satchel to his side he gave her a morose look. “I’m going to go now. If you know what’s good for you, you won’t follow. Do me a favor and get killed by someone else will you?” Picking a direction, he stiffly walked away with his head held high. He did not look back.

“I was too blind to see that, you were too deaf to hear me,
Just know if I could go back, This would all be different.
Don't take it too hard my friend, that I feel this way…”

Song = The Victim by Memphis May Fire

[Razor has left the area and broken his alliance]

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