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Panem Events ([personal profile] etcircenses) wrote in [community profile] thearena2015-05-25 01:44 pm

Arena 14: A Grimm Age

The morning breaks to a familiar routine for most of you. Bright and early the Tributes are roused by their escorts and stylists, escorted from their rooms and to the waiting hovercraft. The flight takes them a few hours out from the Capitol and after landing they are escorted quickly into an underground complex to be prepped. Tributes will find to their dismay that their outfits are a little less practical and a little more costume this time around, the ratio of which depends entirely on the whims of their stylist. Peacekeepers will appear almost immediately after they've finished dressing to put them in the waiting launch tubes.

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They rise up from the ground and -- phew, what's that smell? The Tribute's look around them to see a full-on medieval village, constructed entirely from wood and thatch. There are empty pens that might have once held pigs and chickens attached to the houses and a well is visible down the street. What commands attention though is what's in the centre of the village square where the Tribute's are standing; a pyre built around a tall wooden stake. Those who look amongst the piles of twigs and wood will see the gleam of weapons, as well as backpacks containing survival supplies. This is your Cornucopia, Tributes.

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Anyone who tries to look further afield, over the roofs of the houses, will see the main feature of this arena looming above them. The castle stands tall and forbidding, a monstrous sized building of stone with flags bearing the emblem of the Capitol flying from its parapets. From here, if they squint, they can see the drawbridge is down and the portcullis is open. For now.

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A triumphant sounding of trumpets is what signals this arena's beginning and with it those Tribute's with powers may feel a sudden tingling in their bones, a rush of energy as those powers are restored to them. Any with constantly active abilities will find a light illuminates immediately over their head, signalling that something about this powered arena is going to be a little different from the last. For those who try to use their powers right off the bat... well, they'll be in for a nasty shock.


[[OOC: A mod reminder that this arena is designed to punish Tribute's for using powers. If your character will attempt to use powers at any time in week 1 of the arena it needs to be reported here to be RNG'd by the mods for chances of success or injury.

There will be a thread on Death Roll posts for subsequent weeks power usage to be reported.]]
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[personal profile] fintastic 2015-05-27 07:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Bringing her knees up, Feferi rests her forearms atop them so that she can show him her partially bandaged hands. There are still some smaller blisters on her fingers that she couldn't quite cover, but all in all they don't look too terribly bad. Not as bad as they could have been.

"The sword was still really hot when I tried to pick it up." She shrugs, not all too concerned. "But I got a really cool sword, and I am not dead or too hurt to go on, so that is good! I just will not be giving any high fives for a few days, that's all."

She makes a good show of grabbing the sword and hefting it into her lap, once she feels like he's done more than enough surveying. She's the Life player here-- which brings her into her next train of thought.

"I could probably heal them, if things got really bad. But I don't know if I want to try. What happened out there, did you see?"
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[personal profile] shenunigans 2015-06-02 12:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Dave is no doctor, but even with his level of concern for Feferi he is willing to write these blisters off as not too bad. He frowns all the same, but he's relieved and he'll take her lack of concern as a good sign.

The sword is secondary, but he's still eager to see it. He pulls back so she can, uh. Whip it out. His reaction is a raise of his brows and a low whistle, rubbing his hands together craftily. "Looks like it's got a good weight to it. Fancy. You know how to swing one of these?" He asks, not because he wants to take it off her but because he wants to be sure she can utilize it properly.

"Not so much. I kind of legged it to take a look around, but I don't really trust the whole illumination thing they have going. Plus last time I used my powers off the bat and all that got me was a shitload of time travel and a knife to the gut." He rolls his eyes behind his shades. "You happen to see anyone on the way in? Karkat, maybe?"
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[personal profile] fintastic 2015-06-03 04:42 am (UTC)(link)
"I like it better when you don't get stabbed, to be perchfectly honest." Feferi glances over her shoulder, and sees nothing but wall. That was productive. She turns back to him and shakes her head. "I didn't see anyone though. It was kind of chaotic, and my hands were a little bit on fire. I figured I would stop here and rest for a little bit. Oh, I did see Anna for a bit afterwards, though. I helped her sharpen some sticks, and we talked a little."

She shrugs it off as inconsequential in the grand scheme of things, more interested in showing him the sword, with the way he looks at it. "I have no idea how to use it! I tried to use some swords in the training center, but it was weird. It feels all lopsided."

The sword in and of itself isn't poorly balanced at all, but she's used to a different feel in her hands, of her trident weighing the same on both ends.
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[personal profile] shenunigans 2015-06-07 06:48 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, I bumped into Anna too." Anna and.. well. His mouth dries a bit when he remembers the new addition of shit. "Anna and after that, Rose. You know Rose?" He looks just a little sheepish, he really hopes he doesn't have to explain too much to her about it.

He'd much rather talk about swords, and it's tempting to veer off into a discussion about them, but he'll handle the awkward part of the conversation first before he inevitable volunteers to teach her.
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[personal profile] fintastic 2015-06-10 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, yes. Sort of. I know of Rose! And I think I sort of remember Roxy talking about her? In that weird way that Karkat met our Ancestors, but from when they were our Descendents..."

Dancestors is a portmanteau that still sort of escapes her. Wouldn't she technically be Meenah's Dancestor as well? Time shenanigans. She expects Dave will understand much better than she can, without her having to explain it any more. The point still stands that the name is familiar, even if not intimately so.

"We can find Rose later though. What do you know about this sword? Can you show me how to use it?" Luckily for him, Feferi feels no pressing need to go find her. Surely if Dave wanted another human around, he would have dragged her along all on his own. She'll defer judgment to him, and if he's not leaping up to go seek her out, that's good enough for her. "Maybe we should find somewhere else, too. With the roof and all."
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[personal profile] shenunigans 2015-06-14 01:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, that kind of way. That kind of horrible, weird way that doesn't make a hell of a lot of sense but we all pretend it does because nobody wants to look stupid." He looks relieved, at least momentarily, if not unsurprised that Feferi's priorities are as on point as his own.

"She's probably not far away, I let her wander for a bit after I laid some truths on her. She needs space and she's. You know. Capable and shit. She'll be fine." He waves Feferi off, like he's not reassuring himself about that more than he's reassuring her.

"I can show you plenty of things. I grew up using them. Like. Since I had the brains to grip them." He makes gripping gestures to get his point across and pulls himself up to stand, holding his hands out to take her wrists so he can help her up. "Maybe if we can find a clearing somewhere, we can get some practice in before it starts to get dark- if your hands can handle it." He pauses. "Handle it." Better.
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[personal profile] fintastic 2015-06-15 04:13 am (UTC)(link)
Feferi sticks her tongue and wrinkles her nose; weird time stuff still doesn't sit right with her, but she's happy to move on to the sword.

"Very punny! Just leave the punning to me, okay?" She takes his hand, wincing a little as she braces herself and stands. Wiggling her fingers a little, she gives him a nod. "I think as long as we take it easy, it should be okay. As long as nothing opens up."

She suppose she's lucky, in that way, that she got out with only blisters. As far as wounds go, they're self-contained. If she's gotten in a scrap with someone, she might have had to heal herself already, or risked infection.

"Let's go find that clearing, I have wanted to get a good look around anyway!"
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[personal profile] shenunigans 2015-06-15 03:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Damn. He could be pissy, but that was fucking adorable. He purses his lips like he always does when he's being a little bitch, pushing through the adorableness to be an ass.

"You're only saying that because my puns rock and you're worried I'll outshine you." No. No.. "But if it means that much to you, I'll send myself to the pungeon."

Look, he can't help himself. He nods in turn when she gives the okay, because he doesn't intend to fight her on it. Practice is as important as conserving her hands when she's the only one with a weapon.

"Adventure time it is." He makes the start, slipping toward the door and waiting for her to follow before they venture out into the village as fellow Princess and Nun to search for a clearing.