You only live twice {Crescent/Mutt}

The face was familiar of course. The dim light that had still managed to find itself into the midnight arena had ricochet off the face of the nearly forgotten. No, It couldn't be. Lucy was killed during the bloodbath, mangled and broken by the guy who died last night, 'Jerome'. This figure was only but a mirage, ready to embrace Crescent and hold him, unlike Death had not. Yet, this enigma deemed more determined, focused on some theme of priority. The dagger in its hand was already coated in some form of substance, but it insisted to be recoated, but so had the rather gay mace that laid more firm in Crescent's grasp. It was no longer a term of mirage, Lucy died for a fact, there was no hiding past the anthem, yet he wanted to help her. There was no hiding past the smog of smoke that coated all of the tributes yesterday, yet her wanted to hold her. Although, the better judgement in the back of his mind screamed to attack, injure.

[Crescent attacks Lucy the Yolt]
[dice=200+12000]
[12074 - Bruised Ribs - 3.0 Damage]

The glide of the mace barely scrapped the imaginary beast, bruising her measly, but it was official: This shell was no longer Lucy. It was improbable, Lucy had trusted him and never would attack. The two of them were a small connection from District 6, coated in anonymous trust. Their alliance hadn't lasted long past the first day, as the male from four made quick work of her, and barely gave Crescent the time of day sizing the tribute up before nearly breaking his arm, but Lucy wouldn't blame him for the death of herself, it was largely beyond his control. All remorse for the shell of a lesser known soul was evaporated, so Crescent threw his Mace towards that, that.... thing, again.

[Crescent attacks Lucy]
[dice=200+12000]
[12084 - Gash/Bruised Left Wrist - 3.0 damage]

This shell still attempted to play catfish with Crescent, living on the thoughts of him on its line. He held loathe for it. It knew no mercy or morals at all, as it was nothing but an artificial copy of something pure. Its knife slide across Crescent's skin once more, tearing it, but shallowly. Forcing a slow stream of warm liquid red to flow along his frame. After regrouping his thoughts into organized files, he willed the mace to rise again, driven by yolo angst.

[Crescent attacks Lucy]
[dice=200+12000]
[12113 - Broken Rib - 7 Damage]

The cracking of bones filed through the air, bouncing from tree to ground and finally landing into the ears of Crescent. Decay and ripped skin had shielded the sight of the breakage, yet didn't help much. The beast sliced across his forearm once again, adding a second etch to fix at a later date, but it wasn't the time to grieve, it was time to take actions for once. His mace had clashed again against Lucy's imposter, hopefully more pressure upon already weak mass.

[Crescent attacks Lucy]
[dice=200+12000]
[ 12183 - Broken Left Femur - 7.5 damage]
[ooc: Ok, I wrote these at liek 2 o'clock, don't hate yo.]

Metal crossing across zombified flesh had been the only sound floating throughout the battle. Even as they exchanged pants and cringes from cuts and scrapes, the air had been still, until the strings of silence were sliced by the emitting noises from Lucyv2.0. "I love how you think you're gonna win. I shall overcome all and you must deal with it. The capitol has been loving to me, and I will show them victory." The thought had phased Crescent, rendering him useless until the crimson coated knife flew through the air again. It narrowly missed the skin envelope the covered his body, but his hair was snipped by the edge. "Don't front." The dialogue barely escaped in between breathes. He wasn't all too sure why those words had been selected, but he let it flow delayed compared to the time of when Lucy's had been released. Odds are she wouldn't comprehend them or at least, spend time thinking of what Crescent stated, but there was still a chance. Lifting the barbie mace one more time, force drove it into the fake's bubble.

[Crescent attacks Lucy]
[dice=200+12000]
[12144 - Miss - 0.0 Damage]