There's Snow Place Like Home [emojis vs polaris vs Lithe]
Oct 24, 2020 15:01:47 GMT -5
Post by uwu on Oct 24, 2020 15:01:47 GMT -5
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"Bros before snows: bromance never dies."
LCold, cold, and more cold. I don't know what I'd expect from an arena like this, with my vision seeing only white for miles around me. It wasn't fun to look at, and the light from the lampshade they called a sun blinded me by reflecting off all the snow on the ground. The night didn't make it much better. I could see without squinting but who cares about being able to see when you can't open your eyes that got frozen shut? Everything I got helped some, and the snow could be used as a decent blanket, but falling asleep still wasn't easy. If the wind wasn't howling in my ears or numbing my face, paranoia joined the fray to keep me alert and imagine every sound another tribute. I hated that no one died in the bloodbath because it meant a higher chance of an ambush, which didn't happen last games either but that didn't stop me from being paranoid.
Light trickled through the arena. You dumbass it plowed through. I didn't get much sleep but it wasn't like I wasn't used to it. I popped some pills, gathered all my stuff, and followed Del off to wherever he took us. I didn't want to think if I didn't have to through the entire games because what I do know is that thinking leads to caring and caring leads to pain. I'm fine with all the pain I have already. Today the blinding snow wasn't as bad because it was falling at an angle, making everything muted, but we couldn't see as far, not that it mattered. I got over the paranoia of someone ambushing us because it wouldn't be as much of a surprise anymore. If they hit us, they hit us. We'll fight back. Maybe. I'll fight back. Maybe. I already regret making the promise from yesterday. Fuck, Del. Why'd you have to be a pacifist?
Almost on queue, he rambles on about something or another that I don't care enough about to pay attention to. If he wants to prove a point to the Capitol, I won't stop him. It's his last days. He should live it the way he wants to. Unless it gets me killed. I'll kill him for that. In between the pauses in his little speech gusts of wind blow and I can't help but hear someone else's voice in it, but the damn snow doesn't do much to give me a good field of vision. It's not as bad as you think it is, bruv. You can still see. Chill your tits. It's probably just your paranoia or whatever. I open my pill bottle and throw some more, hoping they'd helped me somehow calm down.
It did a little, but three blobs in the distance pop up. Squinting, I stop in my tracks. "Hey Del, hold up really quick." I don't want to raise my voice and give away our position, assuming they haven't seen us either, but Del didn't stop. "Hey Del, do you not see those things over there?" My voice raises up slightly but a gust of wind carries it in the other direction. "Del!" My panic, temper, and voice all rise together, yet he doesn't seem to stop. For fucks sake. I pick up a ball of snow and throw it towards him, hoping to get his attention. Instead, it sails past him and onto the clearly defined shape of another person. Fuck. My heart races as I stand in place, hoping they don't take it as a sign of aggression. Del, this is all your fault if one of us dies.
Shy Attacks Anari with a snowball (Miscellaneous Blunt Projectile)
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8179 -- Miss (lost projectile) -- 0.0 damage
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