Castle of glass [part one]
Oct 29, 2018 18:13:54 GMT -5
Post by Cato on Oct 29, 2018 18:13:54 GMT -5
Yusei Rhee
It's hard to see in the fog, but it doesn't stop me from running. My only hope is that I am alone. A fight isn't what I need right now. I have nothing but what I came into the arena with. Not that it's a bad thing, but if someone comes after me with any sort of weapon, I'm as good as dead. Maybe I can find some sort of stick or something to use for now, but I don't think it'll do me any good. The last few years I've used a staff learning to block every movement, and not to mention sticks break way to easily. I can see it now - someone attacks me with a sword, I raise a stick to block it and end up with a large laceration or something. I'm sure people would laugh at me over it especially those back home. Many probably want my spot, but here I am running away from a fight because it doesn't matter how many items I have. I just can't attack someone for no reason, and that's what happens in the bloodbath. People target each other over stupid stuff.
But all in all being alone is okay. I don't have to worry about being betrayed by an ally. I don't have to worry about breaking trust with someone I care for. It's easier than it looks. But even then, I can't stop moving now. I have to keep going and going until I'm far away. I have to find an escape. The fog makes it hard to see, and I don't know what else to do. I miss the sun already even though it'll probably be here tomorrow. At least I hope. My lungs are starting to burn, and I'm feeling dizzy because my heart is racing and probably other reasons. Not eating this morning is really coming back to haunt me right now, but the adrenaline surging through my veins keeps me moving forward full speed ahead. I'm afraid to stop. Quitting now will only get me killed fast, so I have to move no matter the cost.
I stop long enough to take a breath. I feel like I'm far enough away that nobody will find me. My heart's racing, and it feels so weird and odd. It's been a while since I've ran this much, and I'm definitely out of shape. I sit down on the ground drawing my knees to my chest. Breathing isn't easy, yet my lungs are doing all the work for me. But I sound horrible. Almost like I have some sort of breathing problem, and there's a pain on my right side. My vision is getting blurry, and I know it's only the beginning, but I'm not afraid. I refuse to feel fear because it only makes me weaker than I am. I volunteered for this. I am a career - oh who am I kidding. I can't even make the girl of my dreams notice me. My head drops forward and I press my chin against my knees. Volunteering for her to notice me was the stupidest decision I've ever made, and now I feel like it's too late.
I'm probably the most pathetic excuse of a tribute ever, but that's okay because I know what I'm capable of doing. But for now I lay back against the ground trying to relax. Trying to catch my breath and just be myself for now. I'm alone, and I don't even know how far away I am from the others. I sigh, and I close my eyes. A nap sounds good, but I'm not going to sleep. I can't sleep because I don't want to run. I don't want to do anything right now other than find a way to survive this without having to kill although it's I know it's impossible. I just can't think of it right now. Hopefully people aren't too far, and just in case they are, I decide to hide myself. I know how and it's the only way to stay safe. I'll wait for everyone to pass and just take it easy. One less thing to worry about.
80th Hunger Games
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ooc: Yusei uses camo station to hide
