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thearena2014-04-05 10:35 am
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A promise
Who| Pruna and Wyatt
What| Pruna is good to her word about protecting Wyatt, surprising everyone including herself
Where| District one part
When| Very near the end
Warnings/Notes| Death
So far Pruna hadn't done too well. She was still alive and uninjured past a few scrapes. But she had lost all the tokens she had managed to grab, stupid Harley and her stupid friend.
She had one made of wood that she had managed to gather since then but she was very aware that she was running out of time.
And she still hadn't found Wyatt. For all his words about meeting on high ground, it was stupid when there was none and this was a maze and she was lost from herself most of the time.
She turned another corner, checking for danger first, continuing to move and never staying still despite the fact she was hungry and thirsty and tired. She couldn't give up, if she didn't win this she would die for real die, and she didn't want that. Not at all.
What| Pruna is good to her word about protecting Wyatt, surprising everyone including herself
Where| District one part
When| Very near the end
Warnings/Notes| Death
So far Pruna hadn't done too well. She was still alive and uninjured past a few scrapes. But she had lost all the tokens she had managed to grab, stupid Harley and her stupid friend.
She had one made of wood that she had managed to gather since then but she was very aware that she was running out of time.
And she still hadn't found Wyatt. For all his words about meeting on high ground, it was stupid when there was none and this was a maze and she was lost from herself most of the time.
She turned another corner, checking for danger first, continuing to move and never staying still despite the fact she was hungry and thirsty and tired. She couldn't give up, if she didn't win this she would die for real die, and she didn't want that. Not at all.
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An arena they all could win, and still he'd lost them.
So help him, he was going to win. He wasn't going to let it be for nothing.
He was going to keep his promise to Venus. (To Max, to Howard, to himself.)
Ignoring his wounds - the burns, the cut to his hand - he carried on, the bag of tokens slung firmly over his shoulder. He only had three left, and if the change in the walls around him was anything to go by, he was on getting closer to one of them.
White marble, pale and gleaming beneath the high sun. (One, if it was anything. He couldn't imagine the wood and coal districts looking like this.)
Using Venus' blade, he hacked at it as he rounded a corner. Cutting a chip out to mark his path.
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