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Just Another Drop Of Blood // Bailey x Atlas {Blitz} Jun 8, 2016 16:38:26 GMT -5

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Post by Arrows on Jun 8, 2016 16:38:26 GMT -5

District 10 Female Tribute

73rd Hunger Games

Bailey Truus

There is nothing to fear if you don't fear death.

Marked cattle, that was all Bailey saw from her lonely post at the normally abandoned stamina station. Each and every tribute was just like the cattle Bailey butchered back in Ten. Their eyes wide with worry but their actions fueled fully by the fire of survival sending its flames licking up through their veins. Time after time again Bailey had struck down an animal wreathing for the chance to live just one second longer. They were always so pathetic, so desperate. Their fear of death clouded their mind making them vulnerable. Fear is a deadly weapon, and an even deadlier one when the aggressor isn't the one who has to apply it. Bailey couldn't help but wonder if there was anyone else like her who didn't fear what happens beyond their current phase.

The sound of the trainer's voice questioning whether Bailey was actually going to train or not pulled her out of her thoughts. However her response was simple. She walked away to the next most deserted station. Which today seemed to be the sparring station where Bailey could only identify one other tribute. As she grew closer to the station she soon discovered the tribute to be the volunteer boy from District Nine. Although Bailey didn't know him well she could tell he wasn't all that bad when it came to fighting. In fact Bailey even decided to approach the sparring boy and wait for a moment where she could grab his attention.

When that moment presented itself Bailey let out a calm sigh and took a step closer to him. "Hey, you seem alright for someone from the lower Districts. However I think you could do even better by including hitting some pressure points."

Last Edit: Jun 8, 2016 16:38:59 GMT -5 by Arrows

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Just Another Drop Of Blood // Bailey x Atlas {Blitz} Jun 10, 2016 0:26:23 GMT -5

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Post by maverick hale 🌧️ d5 [nyte] on Jun 10, 2016 0:26:23 GMT -5

ATLAS WHITE

I just wanna get really, really fucking high. My fingers itch, the scabs on my forearm throbbing with restless energy. Being sober not worth the hype, really. Without my daily fix I'm just about sapped of energy, limbs made of concrete as I swing around a sword or two halfheartedly. Violence is familiar, my fists against a dummy's flesh barely stings, especially after caving in a skull in or two.

I cannot help but find myself disinterested in most of this frantic fighting for life. I didn't volunteer because I thought I had a better chance at surviving than Tate- hell I've seen what that kid can do and it's terrifying. Enough to make blood pumped full of euphoria run cold. The eyes of a dead man really never leave you, the soulless stare of a life you've just stolen takes something. What, I'm not exactly sure- but I know I've been less than whole since I first killed a man.

In another world, I'd say that's when it all started. The drugs are mere plaster to my porcelain. To mend the cracks left by a mistake. Too bad I was getting high long before I bathed shaking fists in Wayne's blood. (To think the night before I told him I thought I was in love.)

The dummies keep taking on his face, smiling that same shit-eating grin and my heart aches with every blade I shove into his stomach.

Someone sighs and I turn around- heart leaping into my throat as the sword clatters onto the gym floor.

"Holy fucking shit, what were you walking on? Air?" A hand clutches my racing heart in - admittedly exaggerated - surprise. "What the fuck are-" I close my eyes, taking a deep breath and trying not to make an enemy before even setting foot in the arena. "What are pressure points?"