perhaps hopeless isn't a place [Day 3| Caine & Bella]

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perhaps hopeless isn't a place [Day 3| Caine & Bella] Mar 1, 2018 21:59:46 GMT -5

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Post by Kingston Cesaire D3A [Tom] on Mar 1, 2018 21:59:46 GMT -5

Lost in the woods of bending trees and careful eyes.

Prey is what he was becoming slowly by the minute. Alone and terrified for Cade and Maisie wherever they were. Hope was being lost in the idea that they left him on his lonesome, but he couldn't think of a reason to do that besides not wanting to watch him die. There's no blame towards them if that's the case, but his heart breaks at the thought. The words that he told Cade, were they enough to ease his soul. The comfort of being with him, was it enough or did he make them leave? He wouldn't know unless he found them. The guilt in his chest rises as he thinks about them.

There's a sound that makes him grip his weapon tighter. The thing flies with the sound of wings bracing the wind. Tiredness in it's eyes, Caine chooses to ignore it, but his curiosity watches it carefully. Animals were always something that he enjoyed to see. Abel was one of his favorite study subjects in reactions to things. All of them had a heart and emotions that come across and Caine could see the exhaustion in the creature. A frown pulls on his face as he goes to try and catch the creature. Moving slowly he tries to catch the bird.

Only time would tell he got the bird as he approaches somewhere else. The smell of smoke rising to his nose as he crunches through the snow thinking it's his allies. Excitement in his chest as he thinks they're still alive somewhere. No cannons have gone off. A pleasant silence that had been needed after days spent of them going off. The snow rises momentarily and he notices the bump up in it. Curious eyes glance towards it as he cautiously steps towards the thing. Cade and Maisie had never built something like that, so his instinct tells him to be careful of whatever it is.

Eyes meet another as there's some blue on the person's skin. Features blend into a familiar sight as he gasps at Bella Rose huddled by a fire and in an open igloo. Snow packed walls and tired eyes, she's been through hell just from the wounds that he could catch barely. Words seem to fall from his lips, even though he knows that she could be out to kill him. The games changed people, but he's holding his guard only slightly at her sight. The blue skin worries him for a moment. Mitchell had blue skin, so Bella could have been dead, but still roaming as an undead creature.

"Bella! You're still alive aren't ya?"

(Caine tries to catch a word)
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perhaps hopeless isn't a place [Day 3| Caine & Bella] Mar 1, 2018 22:55:28 GMT -5

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Post by pearl mcclain d4 [ryan] on Mar 1, 2018 22:55:28 GMT -5

Bella grasped onto her spear, realizing that she was still on guard. She didn’t know who could have come out of the woods at any point. The capitol could have been out to get her, seeing as Lux was a fan favorite to win the games.

Killing her again probably angered the wrong people, and so Bella needed to be prepared if there was going to be a fight.

She didn’t think though, that the Game Makers would come after her today. No. They would wait until she wasn’t expecting it. Then they would spring something onto her that she wouldn’t expect. She just hoped that she would be ready for a fight.

And if that fight would take her life, then she would welcome the idea of crossing into heaven. Even if heaven wasn’t ready for her.

and when she felt like the fire wasn’t doing anything for her at this point. The warmth cooled her body, and filled her with the hope that she needed to pull through.

But she was still worried about everything else that could have gone wrong. She worried about getting a weapon in her side, she worried about watching her friends perish in front of her eyes, she worried about everything that could have gone wrong.

Right now, in this moment, everything was going right.

She survived everything that the capitol threw her way. She struck down a mutt that seemed like he was lost, and then Lux. Who was a victim just like Bella was.

She sighed, putting the spear down for a moment, trying figure out what she was going to do next.

and that’s when she heard someone coming from the woods. Her spear in her hands again, ducking under her igloo to keep herself safe.

Even though she would never be safe as long as she was alive.

”Caine?” She said as looked up. The fire illuminated the area enough to help her make sense of her surroundings.

She stood up for a moment, still keeping her distance from Caine, not sure if she could trust him. ”Still fighting yourself I see.” She said, trying to figure out if he was still a friend or a foe.

She moved around her igloo, ”Is this a friendly run in or?” She looked up and looked at the sky for a moment. Keeping her distance as much as she could.

She didn’t know if she could trust him.

Not yet at the least.

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perhaps hopeless isn't a place [Day 3| Caine & Bella] Mar 1, 2018 23:49:50 GMT -5

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Post by Kingston Cesaire D3A [Tom] on Mar 1, 2018 23:49:50 GMT -5

"Caine?"

A soothing voice that he hasn't heard in what feels like ages, but was only a few days of cold and chills. The smile comes forth on his face as he wants to gush about how he's happy she's alive. Home was right in front of him. She knew what it was like in the dusty place of District Ten. She knew what it was like being a long way from that home. She knew what he felt and all he could do was lower his spear with a smile as she speaks to him.

"Still fighting yourself I see."

Fighting like his life depended on it because it did. Crimson wounds and snowy dunes are all that he's known since they've entered their cold hell. Running into creatures of all bloodlusting designs. Creatures to kill them, but none of them have. JJ was the only casualty so far, at least that's what he hoped. Cade and Maisie better be alive or he was going to kill whatever killed them. A smile still scratches the surface of his face as he moves slowly closer to her, until he hears her words with a hint of uneasiness.

"Is this a friendly run in or?"

A nod as he takes in her words. Trust in the arena was hard to find, even between district partners. Ansel had killed Serena last games. Trust was unreachable in this place, but he would give in his own trust to someone who came from home. He would never lay a hand on Bella unless something major happened or if she was the last one in his way to home. A frown pulls on his face as he shakes his head and lets his voice cut the air.

"Always will be a friend. Like Mitchell Laws was. Don't want to end up like an Ansel Khiev and be remembered as a tribute who killed his own district partner."

Hands lowered and spear at his side in a loose manner as he gives her his smile that made his Ma always laugh and call him her handsome boy. Friendship. Trust. Blood. Death. They were walking along a tightrope in this place, first one to fall ends up dead. He moves to look up at the sky and gives a small nod as he once again speaks.

"Glad to see ya still kicking. Ran into a decomposing Mitchell, super strange. He's dead now, at least I hope he is. Looking for my allies now."

Silence before he raises his eyebrows and asks a new question.

"Have you seen them? Cute boy and pretty girl from three?"

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perhaps hopeless isn't a place [Day 3| Caine & Bella] Mar 2, 2018 0:44:28 GMT -5

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Post by pearl mcclain d4 [ryan] on Mar 2, 2018 0:44:28 GMT -5

Bella was always a princess. High in the castle that she lived in, and while she didn’t know it, she would protect that castle until knives came out of nowhere and sliced off that pretty head of hers. It was what she was so cautious around anyone that might have crossed her path.

And she was lucky, because she had yet to run into anyone else. She was lonely, but as long as she was safe, she didn’t mind the silence. It was something that she was growing accustomed too. Loneliness was the only thing she found comfort in after all, and while she would have killed to have people to rely on here in the arena, she wasn’t going to hold her breath.

After all, it was everyone for themselves.

She might have put herself in a castle, but she still had to come down to talk to the people that were around her. Because of course, not all of them were out of get her.

She was just happy that it was Caine and not someone else.

If she hadn’t met Caine, she probably wouldn’t have gotten over her fear of fire. Actually, she knew she wouldn’t have gotten over her fear of fire without him. His patience was key to her overcoming something that taunted her for years.

Long gone were the dreams where Bella woke up like she was on fire. She wondered if she made it out of here alive, if she was going to revert to her fear that held her back from reaching her potential.

However, if she did make it out alive, fire was the last thing that she was going to have to think about. After all, human nature offered much scarier things then just fire.

After all, she was in the fire of the arena, even though she wasn’t directly in a fire.

She was thinking too much.

So when Caine popped up, she decided that it was safe to drop her weapon. She wasn’t worried much, but something in the back of her head told her that she should keep it close. After all, anything could happen, even when you weren’t expecting it.

”Good. Because you always have a friend in me as well.” Bella said confidently, trying hard to hold back the tears that wanted to pour out of her. She also had to resist the urge of going in for a hug, because as always, her motherly instincts would take over in the worst of times.

”It sounds like there are a lot of people here who are turning on their district partners.” Bella said honestly, moving around to close the distance between them. She was getting tired, and that meant that she wanted to sit. Nothing more.

”Mitchell Laws? That brings back memories.” Bella didn’t really remember the games too well before the 75th, but she remembered a boy who was killed by Yeti’s in an arena just like this. That was Mitchell, and he mustve come back to exact his revenge on anyone that might have stuck those Yeti’s on him.

”Ansel Khiev was a nightmare, but hey, so is Aeson Knight.” Bella said, taking a seat on a log that was next to the fire, cutting off a piece of it with her spear and throwing it into the fire. ”District six is the last district I would want to trust with my life.” Bella was trying to think of a time when District Six wasn’t a vicious competitor in the games. ”Maybe except for Teddy Ursa. I think I could trust my life with him.” Bella said openly. She liked Teddy and was happy to see him go on to win.

”Speaking of Teddy, Lux Pelotte wasn’t too far behind me.” Bella said, pointing at her wounds. ”Still as vicious as ever, even in death.” Bella’s smile was small, but it spoke volumes. She was just happy that she made it out of that fight alive. ”Took a couple swings but shes back to trying to find whatever peace she was looking for.”

Bella was probably speaking a little too much, but she didn’t care. She was trying to reminisce with a friend that she hadn’t seen it what felt like ages. Caine was someone she could trust, and that was more than what she thought about most people in the arena.

”Cant say that I have. Only cute boy I’ve seen the last couple days, is you. So…” Bella trailed off, a smile forming on her face. Of course, she knew her compliment was nothing more than that. She could tell that Caine did not swing that way, and that was fine with her. She wasn’t there for love. No. She was there to win. Or to at least try.

She looked up at the sky and sighed. ”The stars sure do look pretty don’t they?” Bella said quietly, taking her eyes off of Caine and focusing on the sky.

She wished she could have been up there with the people that had already disappeared. She wondered what C’rizz was doing right now. ”Seeing C’rizz up there last night was hard. I have to admit.” Her face coming down and looking at Caine. ”If you want to go you can. Especially if you want to find your friends.” Bella said to him, looking down at the snow. ”Don’t let me hold you back.”

Besides, alone was all that she knew. And she was used to it.

Always.

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perhaps hopeless isn't a place [Day 3| Caine & Bella] Mar 2, 2018 2:45:22 GMT -5

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Post by Kingston Cesaire D3A [Tom] on Mar 2, 2018 2:45:22 GMT -5

"Good. Because you always have a friend in me as well."

A small smile pulls at his lips as he knew this was most likely going to be the last time that they could meet on good terms without the pressure of the games being on each one of their shoulders. Crimson already lies on his hands, what would she think of that. He wouldn't know, but he could warn her. He could warn her that even home will beg of them to fight one another to survive. A small sigh leaves his throat as he lets out the words that he doesn't dare wish to speak at all.

"Good. This may be the last time we can be allowed to be friends."

"It sounds like there are a lot of people here who are turning on their district partners."

A curious thought, but in his own heart, he knew that nothing would make him fight Bella Rose unless the time came for that wall to be taken down. All he could do is pray someone else did it before he had to because as much as he enjoyed people, this was still life or death. One lucky or unlucky soul would make it out of their frozen wasteland with nothing more than broken bodies and crimson hands. Home was still with him, but all it did was remind him of how much he missed the other Winchesters that were happily in their home doing what they do best. Live life to the fullest that they are allowed to have. No one had expected his name to be pulled from the glass bowl with a resounding echo that shattered their perfect mirror.

"Mitchell Laws? That brings back memories."

A chuckle comes from his throat as he folds his arms listening to her. A feeling of home residing over his chest as he listens to her speak and relive the memories in her own mind. The Seventy Fourth was one of the only games that he had seen due to his brother's insistent cry to see what was going on with it. Jed was more into the games than Caine had ever been, but he's caught word of somethings over time. Watching the seventy fifth with Exar and then the other two on his own to prepare him. Nothing did end up preparing him mentally for the blood or the pain.

JJ's name still rings in his head as an echo of the failure that lays upon his skin.

"Ansel Khiev was a nightmare, but hey, so is Aeson Kight." Aeson Kight was an interesting fellow. A brief memory of him fighting in bloodbath came to mind. A strong individual, but from the way he remembered him in the training center, someone he didn't want to get on his bad side. Interesting ideas already flowing through his head at how to wrap his head around Aeson Kight. "District six is the last district I would want to trust with my life." Six didn't seem like the worst, if Aeson was in his pocket he could possibly trust him, but again, he was not, so it didn't matter and Vesper was dead. District Six was a lost cause to him in his eyes, but Aeson was interesting. A nod in agreement as he listens to her.

"Maybe except for Teddy Ursa. I think I could trust my life with him."

Teddy Ursa, the kindest soul according to everyone he's talked to. It didn't matter now, Teddy wasn't in their arena, so he could care less about Teddy. A nod of following along comes from him as she continues to speak, mention Teddy was to push the conversation along and tell him what she had encountered. "Speaking of Teddy, Lux Pelotte wasn’t too far behind me." She points to her crimson wounds and he knows in his heart that he should help her with them, but he can't. Kindness be damned, this was still the arena and patching her up could get him killed in the end, so he ignores that feeling for her words. "Still as vicious as ever, even in death." A laugh comes from his throat.

"Doesn't surprise me. She was a ruthless career." A pause before he begins again. "Mitchell wasn't too deadly, but he still got some decent wounds on me. Sadly, this isn't the worst I have gotten since being here." Finger pointing to his left arm where a scar from day one would be forming. Then he moves to his right thigh where another scar would be forming from day two. Damn those tiny furry creatures that probably had an entire army somewhere.

"Took a couple swings but shes back to trying to find whatever peace she was looking for."

A nod is all he needs to show her that he was listening to her about Lux finding peace now that she was back to being dead. At least, the both of them could hope she and Mitchell were. Either way, some sort of peace was theirs now for good. A silence falls over them both as Caine lets his fingers tighten on the shaft of his spear out of comfort, a sign that he was still alive and that blood was still going through his system. A smile on his face as she speaks once more.

"Cant say that I have. Only cute boy I’ve seen the last couple days, is you. So…"

His stomach loses the sick feeling from the rotting flesh and shines into a deep laugh that echoes across his skin as he feels himself at ease for just a moment. His guard let down for whatever reason. Fingers tapping gently on his spear for comfort more than anything as he lets himself speak out loud, worries still deep in his chest, but Cade and Maisie could survive without him. They were strong enough to hold out for just a few minutes longer.

"That's alright. Just worried about them. And thank you, for the compliment."

Stars shine above brightly with a glow that makes him remember the night of Raven. A perfect man with eyes that glittered with something else than just a hollowed and afraid person. Nothing was as interesting as him and nothing eased the weight in his chest of Raven. It wasn't his fault, all of it was Raven's for being good looking and making him feel like the world wasn't such a hopeless place anymore, even when everything was crumbling around him. Starlight eyes guide him home and all he can do is breath in the cold air as Bella speaks.

"The stars sure do look pretty don’t they?"

"I reckon, they always have been."

The air is cast with her voice that is comforting, but also holds something else to it. Caine couldn't name it.

"Seeing C’rizz up there last night was hard. I have to admit." A nod is all he gives as she continues. Eyes catch his own for a moment where he's holding his breath again. "If you want to go you can. Especially if you want to find your friends." A small smile as he leans forward to a better standing position than before as he listens to her. "Don’t let me hold you back." A sigh falls from his throat as he takes in a breath of air and lets his voice out once again.

"I should get to finding them. Who knows where they are."

Eyes glance back to the stars once again as his heart picks up in beat.

"It was hard seeing JJ up there too. Last night was also hard for me. Crimson is now on my hands Bella. I killed one of them and I'll never know which one of them, unless I make it out of here."

Silence as he drops his spear for a moment and closes the distance giving her a small hug before pulling away with caution as he speaks once more. Hands shaking as he picks up his spear and makes a too small snowball in the other hand. A silence that is both comfortable and sad at it's core. He turns around with a small frown as he speaks his final goodbye.

"Don't let me hold you back either, Bella. Next time we run into one another, we may no longer be friends."

Tossing the snowball up in the air as he turns and walks away, the snow scatters with a pat to the ground as he waves his free hand to her, back facing her as he yells out to her with ease and hope for her.

"Just don't die on Ten, alright? I don't need to be carrying the weight of Ten alone."

As the igloo and fire disappear, the woods grow cold and the darker it got. Eyes feeling like they were on his body as he moves looking for Cade and Maisie. Hoping that they had survived whatever ordeal they had gone through that day. A bittersweet moment in his mind. The words of may no longer be friends weighing heavy upon his soul as he thinks to himself one last thought.

Stay safe, Bella.

(Caine Winchester flees)

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