Overkill <Archer~Arbor> [Finished]
Feb 14, 2010 23:50:31 GMT -5
Post by Quint on Feb 14, 2010 23:50:31 GMT -5
Archer Fields[/u]
Day One~~The Lake
Archer heard Arbor ask about his injuries from the fight. "Yeah, I'm okay. A couple of bruises, but overall, I'm fine," he informed him, while receiving the apple from his ally. He took another bite, and wiped away the juice. "The other girl has some fatal wounds though. I broke her nose and slit her leg open. She won't be far actually."
"And where exactly are we headed? The woods, maybe. That seems like the most likely place for people to be headed--Alia and Zinnia and Jeremy, too," Arbor offered.
"Yeah. We'll go into the woods. But we're going to have to watch our backs since the extra flooding of tributes over there. And yeah, good idea with the rope. We're going to need it. Especially if we're fleeing. If worse comes to worse, I'll have to carry you."
Finishing up the packs, Archer took another bite of the apple and threw the core in the directions of the craters. He didn't want anybody following them. He zipped open Arbor's backpack and felt around until he found the pants. Arbor hadn't lied. They were long, enough to tie a rope between the two of them. He took it and tied one end around himself. It took a while at first, but he had figured out a little system using the pant legs. At one point, he slipped out the dagger Arbor had given him and slit open some openings in the pants, allowing it to stretch a bit and make a reasonable distance between them. Archer then scooted over and tied one end around Arbor's waist.
"Come on. We should get going..." And they were off.
-Continued in "Where There's Gold..." in the Forest-
[/color][/center]"And where exactly are we headed? The woods, maybe. That seems like the most likely place for people to be headed--Alia and Zinnia and Jeremy, too," Arbor offered.
"Yeah. We'll go into the woods. But we're going to have to watch our backs since the extra flooding of tributes over there. And yeah, good idea with the rope. We're going to need it. Especially if we're fleeing. If worse comes to worse, I'll have to carry you."
Finishing up the packs, Archer took another bite of the apple and threw the core in the directions of the craters. He didn't want anybody following them. He zipped open Arbor's backpack and felt around until he found the pants. Arbor hadn't lied. They were long, enough to tie a rope between the two of them. He took it and tied one end around himself. It took a while at first, but he had figured out a little system using the pant legs. At one point, he slipped out the dagger Arbor had given him and slit open some openings in the pants, allowing it to stretch a bit and make a reasonable distance between them. Archer then scooted over and tied one end around Arbor's waist.
"Come on. We should get going..." And they were off.
-Continued in "Where There's Gold..." in the Forest-