Is it over yet? [Jana vs Silver Siren]
Jul 14, 2012 14:29:13 GMT -5
Post by gxk on Jul 14, 2012 14:29:13 GMT -5
Cyrus's face lit up the sky last night during the anthem. The guilt that had been Jana's closest companion throughout the Games was stronger than even. He was number three. Dying for her seemed to be what her allies did best. None survived to keep her company now; the eerie silence of the ship provided little distraction for her thoughts.
That mutt had been so tremendously big it was a miracle she was still here. The fight ended toward the end of Day 5 as the sun was beginning to go down and the water growing colder. Clinging to her like a lost child, her wet cloths didn't do much in the way of her mood. Rays of light had barely begun to reach her when she awoke. Gritty salty grossness was what she felt. Fire red hair soaked in brine and stuck to her already wet back.
What sat beside her was the knife that had kept her alive so far. Carefully she used the leg of her pants to wipe what dried blood was left on it away. It was the only thing she'd received from the cornucopia, and yet it was her savior. There were only eight of them left, sixteen dead. Canon. Seventeen dead. Someone died today. Knowing the nature of the Games this would probably not be the only canon today. Perhaps hers would join, who knew? Sadness tried to make its way into her but never reached her heart. The cold water had numbed her mind, body, and maybe even soul. She didn't know who was dead, and there was no sense in worrying about it so long as it wasn't her.
The District Seven girl quietly hoped that today she wouldn't have to fight today. Body weary and mind not sharp, a fight today would more than likely be disastrous. Every single day she'd been here someone or something had threatened her life. Escape from it all was impossible. Jana gave into the routine of trying to catch her breath only to be forced to defend herself once again. Did all the others have to fight for their very existence every day so far? If not then the Gamemakers must not like her very much. Not that she could blame them, she was nothing special. Not really what they wanted in a victor.
A flash of silver under the veil of the sea caught Jana's eye. Something was down there, something that surely wanted to get here. Savage beast and people were all that was left here. By now she would imagine all the remaining tributes but her had probably taken another human life. Muttations were all she had killed. You might as well say you killed Killian, Pan, and Cyrus... Her subconscious whispered. Shaking her head violently, Jana picked up her knife. This time she would attack first, no more waiting around. Balancing herself on the edge of the ship, her blade was plunged toward the unknown danger.
[stabs at Siren with Knife]
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