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Coming at You Like a Dark Horse // [xoxo Day 2] Feb 26, 2014 17:07:49 GMT -5

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Post by Baby Wessex d9b [earthling] on Feb 26, 2014 17:07:49 GMT -5

ARGONITE SHORE

The moment the moles had bailed, Argonite turned to the seaweed-strewn water. He submerged himself, face down, rubbing at the open wounds on his chest. He poked each one, and none gave. Shallow cuts, just the scratchings of an offended rodent. He forced the remaining air in his lungs out his nose, coming up through a blanket of green. Argonite snatched his fedora before it became ensnared in the tide. He was clear, but soaked.

"Someone should start a fire," he said casually as he waded back to the thin shore. Each step brought him closer to freedom. He fought with the belt of the gi, dug his fingers in against his stomach until it finally released. He discarded his helmet, his shoes, and finally the sopping gi. With a wink to the sky, Argonite flipped his fedora over his dewy bronze spikes. He stood for a moment, making sure the cameras had a chance to capture him in all his glory. He hadn't felt so alive in ages, and what irony. Naked and bloodied in the arena, with only a fedora for protection, and he was in perfect control.

Aronite tossed his empty water jug towards the small campfire. "That ought to do it. C'mon. We need a break." The moment he stepped back into the warm water, the seaweed wound around him. He was better clothed by its verdant embrace than the gi by the time he made it past the first set of waves.

It was a beautiful day - as good as days ever got in One. He wanted to swim and jump and run. He lifted his hands to the sky, wondering of any of this atoned for what he had done, only the day prior. Surely taking Ares under his wing counted for something. ~~As sure as the fact that if he wanted to see Opal and Petalite and even Pyrite again, he would have to stop collecting allies, and start eliminating enemies~~. The sun blinded him temporarily. He ducked his chin, hiding behind the fedora's shade. ~~And what of the day when my allies become my enemies?~~

He flipped, dunking himself and holding onto his hat for dear life. When he came up again, he was a tangle of seaweed and exaggerated gestures. He honked. "I'm a duck, get it? Duck, duck, goose!" He reached for Francesca to tag her.

Argonite fills his empty water jug.
He has his jug purified by Ares? Francesca?
Drinks one jug water.
Refills but does not purify the jug.

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Coming at You Like a Dark Horse // [xoxo Day 2] Feb 26, 2014 20:20:04 GMT -5

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Post by Noah Vau - D2 (Cato) on Feb 26, 2014 20:20:04 GMT -5

ARES PINE

"Dialogue"
"Hearing"
Thoughts
Narration

"Someone should start a fire." The very first words come from Argo after the fight with the mutts. My lust for blood hasn't been nearly satisfied after yesterday, but nothing I can do about it now. I managed to decimate the one mutt I attacked. It got me back though. I got arrogant, yet why shouldn't I? A whole day spent in the vines and the following day, I come back with a vengeance. I look back at Argo. Starting the fire will be my job. More like an activity for me. Starting fires amuses me. I reluctantly head near Argo to make a fire. This feeling around my new allies just appears to be one of mistrust. I doubt any of them truly trust me. The ladies may despise me after my cousin died. I look down to see the bright orange flames of the fire below. "There's your fire Argy."

I grab the empty water jug and proceed to fill it. My throat feels parched so I put my jug just above the fire to help purify it. I can't wait any longer for the water so my hands shoot out to get the jug. I chug the water in quick fashion. The burning ache in my throat subsides for now. I fill my water jug back up just to have more for later. My eyes scan the perimeter. Francesca and Magenta don't appear to be doing anything yet. I conclude the mutts must of gotten them pretty bad. Well that makes my survival all the more impressive. I still feel my reflexes are slightly off. That mutt would not have gotten me if I had been up to snuff. I'll have to spend the night training to get the feeling back in my muscles.

"I'm a duck, get it? Duck, duck, goose!" Did I just hear right? Argo calling himself a duck? I look over to see him reach for Francesca. I can't help except to break out in laughter. These people seem much closer than my last group. A tear escapes my eye. I don't care about any of my old allies really it just sucks that it wasn't me that killed them. A weird but familiar noise rings in my ears. I look up to see a parachute floating down to me. My hands open it up to see a med-kit. Well at least someone appreciates my combat prowess. I quickly patch myself up with the available supplies from the kit. Once that's done my eyes scan Argo and Magenta. Watching them amuses me. I try not to break out in laughter at seeing them be 'friendly'.

Ares Receives med-kit from sponsorship.
Ares uses n/t on himself from sponsored met-kit for -5
Fills empty water jug and purifies his own, Argo's, and Francesca's water jug.

Last Edit: Feb 27, 2014 18:59:07 GMT -5 by Noah Vau - D2 (Cato)

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Coming at You Like a Dark Horse // [xoxo Day 2] Feb 27, 2014 19:06:35 GMT -5

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Post by Deleted on Feb 27, 2014 19:06:35 GMT -5

Francesca Levroux

[presto]

They are all hanging out on the beach after the mole bailed. It’s nice to just relax when a cannon goes off in the distance, knowing that they are one step closer to home. Argo pokes at his scratches before jumping in the seaweed saturated water. He manages to keep his fedora on underwater somehow then comes up, proclaiming that we need to make a campfire. She grabs some of her firewood that she collected earlier that day and begins to light her fire when Ares claimed that he finished his first.
“Hey if you guys are done with yours come help me with mine!!” She calls out as she finishes building it and Ares comes to light it.

Cheska grabs Magenta’s water jug as someone else grabs her and goes to the liquid seaweed to fill it up, that’s when she sees Argo starting to strip out of his gi. He struts as he flings every piece of clothing off and stands in only his birthday suit and the fedora on his head, and boy does he look proud. And he should be to his body looks like it was craved by angels, every angle and curve glistens in the artificial light and warmth, this picture may be one of the only true images that can be from the Arena. I wonder what the slope of his ass is? she wonders as she tries to not stare at her buck naked friend and focuses on the water for Magenta.

He throws his water bottle towards Ares says something then runs back into the ocean to play. She simply walks back to her campfire and chuckles to herself, putting Magenta’s water over the fire. She finally finds her jug with Ares, who is nice enough to purify it for her. She walks back to Magenta so that way they can have some girl time. There’s always time for some gossip and girl talk, always, even in the face of death. It’s one of the things that Francesca can hold on to. She’s about to say something when Argo literally honks and says, “I'm a duck, get it? Duck, duck, goose!” and tags Cheska. Ares starts laughing as she gasps in pretend horror.

“How dare you touch me in such a fashion that you are!” faking a southern belle accent, pretending to be a pretentious “lady” from One. She starts to laugh as she unties her own yellow belt and whips his bare ass. She starts to chase him around and around until she tackles him to the ground, and she realized that her pants fell off in the progress. She decides that she might as well go the full nine yards and takes off her shirt to, and she ties them together with her belt. She, now fully naked, wraps her arms and legs around him, cuddling the seaweed covered man.

“Now you are mine and you have to cuddle with me,” she chuckles as she cuddles herself to her friend.

“So I hear you have a thing for Nine over there, I think you should go for it! Besides even she does end up pregnant we can protect her to the end.”

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