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take matters into his own hands | teddy & terra blitz Jun 10, 2020 17:45:50 GMT -5

Post by Tom on Jun 10, 2020 17:45:50 GMT -5

A heart breaks with every night, left behind pieces of a losing game.

Teddy had been having nightmares of explosions and molten rock too many nights in a row for it to be normal. Empty eyes and heavy blame thrown to his shoulders, he's been awake for while now, late at night where the world is meant to sleep. He's almost certain about his sleep this night, where he's jumped more times than not from a glass falling in the dining area or the sound of a fire going. It's strange being sent back in time to a place where even the simplest of things sets him off once more, but he wanted to be a good mentor. Mackenzie and Jacinta had their own problem; which he had just found out leaving his heart feeling emptier than before.

Fists tense from running into Jacinta Salazar and knowing that Teddy Ursa was nothing more than a friend to Mackenzie Pryce. It had been fine, but part of him felt sick to his stomach about the whole situation. Parson had a kid. Mackenzie would have one too. Part of him knew he wasn't getting any younger anymore, an annoyance builds in his chest as he's already got an idea forming in his head to help both his tributes and himself. Grabbing a spear in the training area, he approaches the first of his mentees; knowing this wasn't exactly a typical way to train. The grasp of the handle of the spear sending him back to those days where Chester and Rory and him had fought Wendell Gordon. Stopping in front of Terra, he lets his voice escape, tiredly.

"Terra. I was just looking for you."

Eyes glance across the area to see no one left in the room.

"I want to see how well you are with a weapon. Mind a little competition?"

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take matters into his own hands | teddy & terra blitz Jun 10, 2020 19:16:57 GMT -5

Post by gamemaker tallis 🧚🏽‍♂️kaitlin. on Jun 10, 2020 19:16:57 GMT -5

T E R R A.

I like training at night.

I think part of it is because I've always been a little bit more nocturnal, not necessarily by nature, but certainly by nurture. I mean, it's pretty hard to cut a guy's throat in broad daylight and get away with it. I've done it, don't get me wrong, but it's not easy.

But so when the Training Center clears out during dinnertime, most of the time I've noticed that most of the other tributes don't come back down, and the ones that do never last very long. So when I hear footsteps echoing through the room, I look up from the plant station that I had been settled in front of, learning about the different things that may or may not be in the arena. "Teddy?" I say, voice quiet and mostly meant for myself. What's he doing here?

But then he's saying he wants to see what I'm made of, and laughter tinkles out of my throat. I really gotta stop doing that, but this is the first time that I'm really surrounded by people who fully understand the situation that I'm in and.

It's nice being seen.

"Wow," I say, pushing to a full stand. "Mr. former Victor of the Year himself wants to spar?" I throw him a cheeky grin, going to pick up a glaive. "Normally I go for knives, but I could use some practice with these."

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take matters into his own hands | teddy & terra blitz Jun 11, 2020 23:02:10 GMT -5

Post by Tom on Jun 11, 2020 23:02:10 GMT -5

The laughter reminds him of Ronan Keeni-Einfallen. A sound that used to be antagonistic, but he bites down the thought because Terra's been proving to be a different person altogether. He can see things uniquely her and part of him was hopeful, but he also knew what happened when he got hopeful.

"Wow," She's standing fully now and part of him can feel the teasing words already flowing from her lips. "Mr. former Victor of the Year himself wants to spar?" The title makes him smile in a way that feels so foreign to him. The title of Victor of the Year had been given to him, but he failed Faline and Ezekiel then too. All he's ever been was just a man with blood coating his hands, tears in his eyes, and the heavy ache of being alone with the world on his shoulders. A heart so bright, but crumbling under the pressure of being Six's favorite and worst victor. All teeth filled smiles meant to calm himself, but he doesn't feel like himself ever since the bomb in six went off.

"Normally I go for knives, but I could use some practice with these."

The glaive she picks up reminds him of Wendell Gordon. Little Bear. The nickname rings in his ears, but he lets himself stare openly for a moment at the blade. Ree Fer blinks in front of him, barely holding himself up among the cooling molten rock. Glaive in hand as he tells him to spit on his grave and forget everything, but as soon as Ree Fer is there, he's back to being in front of Terra Markov.

"S-Sounds good." Fully trying to focus back on his mentee, he stares back to the blonde hair and wild eyes. "I'll let you start, Miss Markov." Holding the spear out, remembering the way to hold the weapon becoming second nature to him.

Teddy Ursa was crumbling under his own emotions.

No one would hear him.

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