Just {S T O P} for a minute // DELISH DAY 3
Mar 5, 2014 15:56:37 GMT -5
Post by kousei ♚ on Mar 5, 2014 15:56:37 GMT -5
Narrative
"Speech"
Thoughts
"Speech"
Thoughts
Ari Newton
Walk, walk, walk, walk.
Who would have thought such a simple task could ever prove to be so difficult? I try to ignore the burning pain in my leg from yesterday, as best as I can. Don't let em get to me, not yet. The last two days have been filled with nothing but red and death, the feast continues throughout the night for death. I can't help but wonder how I haven't been devoured yet, after getting out of yesterday literally half-dead, as if the Game makers did not want to see me get out of this alive. Nothing I could do, I had been poisoned, bitten and clawed to near death, and I still remain on the table, ignored for now.
Anni's feelings are a mystery, when she caught up with me she stayed walking in front while I walked behind. Her gash continues staring at me in mockery. I keep internally wincing as the red spreads through her gi and her gash continues to let more blood flow. At this rate she'll be worse than me. Even I am wincing slightly due to the gash on my leg because it strings like no other. I take a quick look up at the sky, the clouds still continue to glare down on everyone in this arena. The rain that I expected to come due to the overcast sky still has not come. And while rain would be a hindrance for me and Anni as we already have water jugs it is a blessing for tributes not as fortunate as us. But the Game makers have not granted that blessing, not yet -if ever-.
I take a quick check on my body; no more red accumulated today. The blood, the red is still in the same place and a little bit -if any- has accumulated ever since I yesterday were the cats tried to tear me apart like I was their lunch. But even as I do the check on myself I find myself actually sparkling like some sort of Capitolite. I can't help but let out a small gasp, had I been watching such a thing at home I would find this almost comical (come on a sparkling man is quite funny), the kids in district eleven would never let me hear the end of this. Twinkle, twinkle, Ari. The golden glitter sparkles like they're mini camera's flashing every now and again. I can't help but remember when I was eight and I watched the sixtieth and that man was dyed purple and lost all of his clothes, that was the only time I watched the games and actually laughed. I can't help but thank the Game makers that the sudden bomb didn't make me lose all my clothes and at least kept me covered or I don't think Anni would ever want to look at me again.
I don't think the weird sparkling stuff will come off, it's as if the Game makers are trying to turn me into one of them. With their fancy glittery, shiny stuff and their fake sparkles as if they want to imitate the sun when all they'll ever be are expensive tricks and clothes. I'll just have to live with it.
I may not be that clever like Anni but even I know that if that wound stays untreated it may turn infected like my poisoned cut did. And that gash had to hurt no one screams like that unless they are really in pain. I've seen a lot of people in pain in Distict eleven, the poverty, the diseases, even the peacekeeper's brutal whips drawing blood also draws cries of pain similar to the one Anni let out. And we needed to help those people. So that obviously must mean I should help Anni right? What kind ofallyfriend would I be if I didn't treat her injury just like she treated my many cuts when I was dying on the beach? Now I should at least repay the favour because I was fortunate enough to get out of this encounter basically unharmed.
"Anni, your wound looks horrible, can we stop for a second so I can help you out?" I ask her. After all it wouldn't make any sense for her to try and do it -can she even reach there?- "We need to rest anyway so I figured it would be a good time to set up here," I explain to her, so she can know my reasoning behind wanting to stop here and fix her up. Anything she's probably as tired as me right? And walking with that gash on her back can't be comfortable.
And I'm also so tired.
Exhaustion has already set in and I don't want to walk any longer. It wouldn't make any sense to continue walking. After all we should be far away from that one bear now. Start a fire, boil my water, heal and more important rest. And so my legs come to a well-earned halt.