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Rhiannon Vana

Who knows what will happen? Sometimes I surprise myself.

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a character in “The Hunger Games-esque”, originally authored by akjadestar, as played by RolePlayGateway

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Name: Rhiannon Vana
Age: 15
District: 4
Fighting skills/experience:
- Hand to hand combat
- Great at dodging fast
- Very skilled with a spear, knows how to use them in fights and can throw them long distance with fairly good aim.

Survival skills/experience:
- Excellent swimmer and fisher
- Fast runner with great stamina and agility
- A good judge of character, she always seems to know who or who not to trust and picks her allies well

Weakness/drawbacks:
- Doesn't know much at all about survival in the wilderness (other than fishing)
- She isn't like other careers, she dreaded the Hunger Games and never anticipated being picked. She even skipped some career training because she thought it was both wrong, and just a waste of time for most. Many people would assume that coming from a career district, she's a ruthless and formidable competitor. But in truth, she would be extremely hesitant to kill someone and hates the thought of taking a life just as much as anyone else.
- Even though she can run very fast, she's not good at finding hiding spots or staying under the radar


Appearance: Rhiannon has long, bleach blonde hair which always has a messy, windblown appearance. She is very fair-skinned with light gray, somewhat hazel eyes. She has one of those dazzling, pearly, to die for smiles. She is taller than average height, standing at about 5'10", and she is curvy, but athletic built at the same time.

History: Her mother died of a stroke when she was only four years old. Her and her two older brothers were left with their alcoholic father, who constantly drinks all their money away. Their family has little money left, even though they live in a wealthier district. Her and her brothers have to work extra hard to compensate for their fathers drinking habits.

So begins...

Rhiannon Vana's Story

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Rhiannon felt dangerously close to being sick as she saw the remains of the district eight female shower down around them. She tried to take a deep breath, but soon found that the air was so thick it almost felt as though she was choking on it.
For a moment she was in panic, but she told herself that she'd eventually adjust, she'd have to. Regardless, she had more pressing matters on her mind as the countdown began, and she tensed up so hard that a vein stuck out in her forehead and her nails dug so hard into her palms that blood came out. Her face cold, and almost expressionless, she glanced around the ring at her fellow tributes. At one point she made eye contact with her fellow district four tribute and they exchanged a grim nod. Her eyes flickered around the circle a little bit more as the countdown was getting very low.. down to about fifteen now. Rhiannon could hear the small, shrill cry of one of the fellow tributes, the district three male. She closed her eyes and breathed out through her nose, while nodding slowly as if trying to reassure herself. But once the countdown reached a mere two seconds, her eyes quickly flickered open and there was a firey look to them. When there was one second left, she got ready to run for her life.
After what seemed like an eternity, the dramatic countdown concluded and Rhiannon sprang into action. She made a mad dash for the pack that was closest to her: the knives. Just as she was about to claim some, the district ten male came out of nowhere and lunged for it. Caught off guard, she stumbled over top of him and went flying before hitting the ground hard and sommersalting a couple metres. She immediately scrambled back to her feet but the boy purposefully collided into her again, knocking her down roughly, determined to keep her out of his way of the knives. Just as she was about to stand up and run, she saw the boy from their own district running in their direction. The tribute from district ten then picked up one of the knives and had his eyes locked on him. Rhiannon screamed out to him loudly, "LOOK OUT!" but before the boy from her district could react, the knife sped towards him, getting him right in the lower stomach.
Both hands flew to Rhiannon's mouth in shock and a small cry escaped from her as she watched her fellow district four tribute fall back limply to the ground. She got ready to charge for the district ten male, who had just pulled the knife out of the stomach and lodged it into the head of the district five male. As she saw him also fall to the ground, she took a small step back, not so sure she wanted to face the boy from district ten after all. However, she couldn't bring herself to completely run off, or run towards him either, she was just frozen. While paralyzed in fear, the district one male appeared seemingly out of nowhere and swiftly cut off the district ten boy's head. The second that the head hit the ground, followed closely by his body, Rhiannon began to race towards her fallen ally from district four, clinging onto some small shred of hope that he could make it. But once again was stopped short when she saw the district one male run over to him and finish him off, a mercy killing probably.
She let out a choked sob and nearly fell to her knees as she watched the district one male run off. It felt like everything around her was spinning rapidly as she took this all in. Her closest ally was gone, and so early on as well. She'd have to fight on her own, but that meant getting the heck out of here, and preferably picking up a weapon or two on the way. Before Rhiannon even realized what she was doing, she was charging full speed towards the center of the ring. She had her eyes on the trident, and thankfully there wasn't much action surrounding it. She was moving so fast that barely a second passed before she had reached the centre of the ring. Without even stopping, she scooped up the trident and kept sprinting away from the centre. As she rapidly approached the water, she didn't even stop to think before she gracefully dove in. She took a deep breath then disappeared fully under the surface.
Not only had Rhiannon been trained to hold her breath for long amounts of time, but she could also swim under the water so stealthily that it didn't even create a ripple on the surface. As she glided through the water, she held her trident steady in front of her, prepared for any swamp creatures coming her way.

(I edited out the part where Rhiannon accidentally scares Cateline, thought it was kinda pointless :P)

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Britty stared off into the center of the arena, her eyes transfixed on the pile of weapons gleaming in the light.
She couldn't easily make out what they were, but she could tell one was a forked spear of some sort. Trying to imagine herself actually running around spearing people was just too much for her. A shiver attacked her spine as the reality of the situation suddenly hit her - she played images in her head as if in a dream...

I am going to have to kill people. Murder them. Take their lives before they take mine. Sons, daughters, ripped from their families. They will never breathe another breath. They will be forgotten soon after it happens.

She started breathing heavily, trying to suck in the hot swampy air. Her throat tightened - she was having a panic attack.

Britty was suddenly wrenched back to reality as a loud blast diagonally to the right beat out against the voice on the loudspeaker.
It was the tribute girl from 8, jumping from her landing before it was time to start. She was blown to bits, which sprinkled down like manna from heaven; it coated the rest of the unfortunate and doomed players in the sick game.

A timer appeared above her, counting down the minute before she could possibly be dead.

You are so screwed Britty. You don't belong here. You are dead. It's only a matter of time. Just let yourself go quietly before you make a fool of yourself. Maybe you can die with some dignity.

30 seconds left.

How did this happen? Why did it happen to me? What cruel circumstance brought me to this place where I am going to be stabbed to death or shot by another child?

10 seconds left.

Which weapon are you going to grab? You have to grab something. You have to grab something, pick something you idiot! Figure it out now! Where are you going to run?


The gong rang out and Britty just started running straight ahead.
She noticed a girl on her left and a boy on her right, and just prayed to God they wouldn't find something to stab her with before she grabbed a weapon. She saw the pack of knives first and veered towards them - but before she could make any real commitment to them, they were picked up by someone else.
She started running straight through, assuming she would grab a big weapon on the way.
As she ran, her hands slid down to her waist. Her fingertips quickly traced the line of her belt, and nimbly began to unfasten it.

What the hell am I doing?

She begged herself to think, reason, decide something; but the whole event was a huge blur that she would not even remember forty seconds from now.

Suddenly she found herself pulling her belt off and wrapping it around her hand with the buckle facing out.

Her eyes fell on the sword directly in front of her. She had almost tripped on the stupid thing! She paused only for a split second - just long enough to see the boy from District 1 running towards her with one of the throwing knives. He must have has his heart set on a sword as well, she assumed.

This is it for me. I hope my mother can go on after losing her daughter....

If Britty had had time to cry, she probably would have broken down that instant and sobbed. But there wasn't even time to feel sorry for herself. That made her extremely angry all of the sudden. Her sad, weepy eyes squinted in a scowl against the boy aiming for her.
She bent down without hesitation and lifted the sword at him.

I'm going to kill him!!

At the last second before his stab could fall into her, she sucker-punched him in the face with her belt buckle.
It happened so quickly, she didn't even realize what she had done.
She whirled around on one foot before she could even see his reaction, and continued to run towards the center pile of weapons.

As she went on, she spied the girl from district 7 - Helena. Everyone knew her name. Britty was able to catch a glimpse of her with the head of the guy from 9 in her hands, twisting it, and letting his limp body drop to the ground. She picks up two axes, and Britty realized she wanted to be as far from Helena as possible.
She ran into the center moments before another girl who scooped up the forked spear thing and ran off without stopping.
When Britty reached the center there were only a couple things left - 15 arrows, a bow, and a scythe.
She realized she still had her belt buckle on one hand and a sword in the other, but the least she could do was make it a tiny bit harder for the others. She dug at the bow and ran as fast and hard as she could to the treeline on the other side, trying to avert her eyes from the horrors around her.

Once she reached safety from the death clearing, she dropped the sword and the bow.
Neither were of any use to her at all. She quickly turned to the nearest tree, and dug a shallow hole in the reeds just big enough to conceal them both. She grabbed some reeds and tied a shoddy bow, and stuck it to the tree with mud. Now she would be able to hopefully find this again if she needed it or if she found an ally who did, but in the meantime they would just slow her down.

She began walking, or rather trudging, through the mud, farther away from the sad violence she had just fled. She sighed heavily, and a single tear rolled down her cheek. She wiped it with a hand wrapped in a belt.

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Sorry, never saw the OOC post saying not post a second time. D: My post is saved somewhere else so I'll just copy and paste it once everyone else has had a chance.! Oh, and Cateline you should probably do the same haha, that makes it much less complicated.

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Sorry OOC came up after I posted, I was short anyways wasn't very happy with it.

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The District 1 male tribute named Kline and the District 11 male tribute named Mason were talking to each other about the death of Kline's district partner. When Kline asked her about hers, she answered, " I have no idea at all. I was too busy killing tributes off. I expected him to do the same thing. But I haven't seen him since I ran from the metal plate to get my weapons, and he disappeared all of the sudden. Who knows? He may be dragged by those swampy creatures, or ran off into the woods. " Vespia answered as she swung her hatchet expertly to her side. Was Kline teaming up with Mason? He was not part of the career, but anyway, she can always quit the careers and hunt on her own if she wants to. Looking around, the tributes have already dispersed. No one was around to kill, except for the three of them. Seeing the swampy creatures starting to creep up on the land they were standing on, she said, " We might as well look for that mine shaft and get some food to eat "

She started walking beside Mason and Kline. But she knew she had to find the D4 girl, Rhiannon. She was a career too, and at the training center, she felt like Rhiannon was like a sister to her. And she was actually feeling a bit awkward with Kline and Mason. Being the only girl in the career pack was kind of a hassle somehow. " Anyway, does anyone of you have an idea of who to look for first? Or do we just kill all the tributes that we happen to see? " Vespia asked as she scan the woods, with the hatchet in her left hand and two knives on the other hand.

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Rhiannon stood up, grabbing hold of a low tree branch to help her get back to her feet. Her knees were trembling badly and she felt beaten and weak all over from the bad tumble she had taken back at the ring. She was pretty sure that under her clothes she was covered in bruises, and there was a really nasty scrape across her collarbone that was throbbing like mad, the dirty swamp water definitely not helping much either.
The sky was mostly dark now, so to make up for the limited vision, Rhiannon was trying to stay very alert with her hearing. She began to step carefully though the water, careful not to make any loud splashes, and she held her trident firmly at her side. She wasn't sure where she was heading to... all she knew was she couldn't stay in the same spot forever. As she walked, nowhere in particular, she went over possible strategies in her mind. What should her first priority be? Find access to the tunnels so she could start the search for food? Try to just avoid everyone for as long as possible? Or maybe find some new allies, maybe the other careers, to join up with? She actually didn't really like the idea of that, careers could be so vicious, and even though she grew up in a district full of them, she wasn't really that type. Besides, not too long ago she had seen a career kill off her closest ally, the boy from her district. That was the reason she ended up in this situation, all alone and uncertain. However, she came to realize that she really couldn't hold that against the district one male, he was basically doing her friend a favor by putting him out of his suffering like that. It was the district ten male who Rhiannon should have a hatred for, and the district one boy had taken care of him so that she didn't have to face that incredible feat herself. The district ten male had looked like a formidable opponent, but the male from district one took him on easily. Come to think of it, maybe Rhiannon would like to be a part of the careers, it would probably help her stay around a little longer, and it certainly seemed better than where she was at right now. She wasn't sure what she would do if she were to cross paths with someone else soon, while she was on her own. She possessed the strength to kill, as a matter of a fact, she was trained all her life to kill, as much as she objected to it. But she didn't want to use this strength or even acknowledge that she had it.
Rhiannon ultimately decided she wouldn't go out of her way to look for the group, considering most tributes were probably already on the hunt for food. Food was a priority, and she knew she wouldn't get any if she was the last one there, and she would be the last one there if she was spending all her time hopelessly looking for possible allies who she may never find. She just hoped she'd end up crossing paths with at least one of them soon, especially Vespia. The two of them had gotten along very well ever since the training, and Rhiannon knew that even just the two of them alone could be a force to be reckoned with.
But in the meantime, se decided it was time to start searching for those secret entrances.

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Mason and Kline
(I don't feel like doing a separate one since they're both in the same place!)


" We might as well look for that mine shaft and get some food to eat "

"Yeah," replied Kline. "It'll get really nasty really quick if we don't find some food."
"Or some water," Mason added, "We're surrounded by it, but I can't possibly believe that this murky shit is fit for human consumption."
Mason ran his hands through the thick, brown water. Kline nodded in agreement, but stopped when he heard a sound. Feet sloshing near them. It was hard to be subtle and sneaky in this terrain, what with ever step making either a sloshing or a splashing, or some sort of watery-muddy sound. Not only that, but it slowed you down, too. Kline drew his sword. Mason, noticing Kline's alarm, rested his hands on his weapons, but did not fully draw them as Kline had. No reason to get all worked up if it was truly nothing, but in here, it is almost rarely nothing.

"It's the girl from district four," Mason muttered. Kline wasn't quite sure how he had known, but he took his word for it. With a look to Vespia, Kline placed his sword back down. He knew they were close, and Four was a Career district of sorts. Why not? They had already lost two Careers, time to pick up the slack. Well, technically they had only lost one, but where was...
BOOM!
Cannon fire.
Then...shaking?
The world seemed to tremble beneath them as they looked around for the source. Then they saw it, a large pack of maybe ten or twenty mutant rats running towards them.
"Get up the trees!" Mason shouted, unaware that these rats were actually apt climbers. Mason and Kline started to scramble up the trees but just as the rats neared them, they ran right past them. "What the..." Kline started.
And then the hissing began.
"Those rats weren't running at us, they were running from something." Mason said, squinting into the trees, trying to see what it could be.

Then, out of the trees emerged three seven foot long snakes. They were bright silver and gleaming, and they were huge. Not only that, but noticing the larger meat, they were no longer focused on the rats.

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Crimson


All over the arena, mutant snakes have begun their hunting hour. These snakes resemble boa constructers, but theres a catch. They are razor sharp. Touch one, and you are sliced like a grater. You will notice them coming by rats running away from them, and they hunt in packs of two to five. And yes, they are coming for all of you as well.

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Rhiannon was continuing to walk on through the water, hoping she wasn't making too much noise, but she couldn't help but wonder if others would be able to hear her. She soon got the answer to that question. She could barely hear the sound of two male voices conversing, that is, over the sloshing noises she was creating which, come to think of it, were rather loud. She stopped, hoping to hear what the two were talking about and maybe identify them by their voices.
"It's the girl from district four." muttered a voice that sounded an awful lot like Mason's, the district eleven male. Rhiannon opened her mouth to speak up, but stopped. Come to think of it, how did she know for sure that they wouldn't want to attack her? She may be a career like them, but she wasn't exactly the strongest willed fighter, so maybe they all thought of her as a misfit. While she was still debating over it, she flinched as a cannon blared through the air. Then, the surface of the water quivered and Rhiannon felt the ground shake. She took a deep breath and looked up eyes wide, getting this feeling of dreadin the pit of her stomach that something was coming. Just then, Mason yelled from not too far away, "Get up in the trees!" and only seconds later a pack of large rat-type creatures scampered past. Rhiannon let out a shrill wail as they charged towards her, but much to her shock they just kept on running without stopping at all. Breathing heavily, she looked over in the direction the rats had came from and barely spotted the other tributes through the dsrkness.
"Those rats weren't running from us, they were running from something." she heard, and so she peered closely for any sign of another possible threat. That's when the gleam of silver saw her eye, and she easily identified the long, slithering bodies as none other than snakes. There were about three of them, and one immediately lunged forwards in the direction of Kline. That was when Rhiannon leapt out of hiding and with a loud grunt and a quick swing of her trident, she sent that snake flying far away. She continued holding the trident out in front of her as the other two snakes slowly slithered towards them.

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As the large snakes suddenly appeared, she readied herself with her hatchet and knives. " Running from them seems like a good idea. But don't climb up the tress. They are still snakes after all. If you climb up a tree, might as well ready yourself for death " Vespia said as she ran towards Rhiannon. " I'll help you kill those snakes " she told her as she threw one of her knives, hitting the snake in his head, immediately injuring it, although it still squirmed. The other snake was heading to Mason's direction. He was a good ten feet away from her now, and she knew that Mason had weapons to defend himself. " Rhiannon, where have you been? Axel is nowhere to be found and Kline's district partner is dead. " Vespia asked her as she sent a snake flying away from them. She sprinted toward the snake she injured and severed its head off, then grabbed her knife back.

" How about you? Where's your district partner? Is he still alive or not? I haven't kept track of the deaths much " she asked Rhiannon. She looked over Mason and Kline, hoping that they will manage to kill off the snakes. ' Weird things that the game makers do with us. ' Vespia thought, a sudden death glare appearing in her eyes. She suddenly wondered if those snakes had killed anyone inside the woods where it came from, that way, there would be less people to kill.

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Rhiannon watched the snake approach Mason and Kline, but she knew that the two of them could defend themselves against one snake, they were both well armed, and of course, strong fighters. She looked at Vespia as she asked about what happened to her district partner, "He got killed right in the beginning of the bloodbath, took a knife to the stomach." she said in a strained voice, "The rest is kind of a blur, but Kline killed him out of mercy and I ran for the trident then swam off. I haven't been doing much since then but searching for an entrance to the mine shafts. I'm guessing you guys must be after them too?'

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Vespia watched as the faces of the dead tributes flashed across the capitol-made sky. ' Axel died after all. He would've been great if he were on the career team too ' Vespia thought. But she won't let it become a moment of her weakness. After the capitol theme stopped playing, she looked towards the woods and thought of the dangers that were possibly lurking in them. Holding her hatchet and knives in a hard grip, she asked the other careers, " We better head in there and find a good place to sleep. Or would you guys prefer to sleep out here? "

She went beside Rhiannon, knowing that she also feels the loss of her district partner. Vespia's mother was right after all. Back in District 2, her mother's final words to her were " Contain your emotions. Never let them get in your way "

Looking back up, she saw the face of her family members, knowing that she might not return to them alive. " If were going to die in here, might as well make it hard for the others to stay alive " she muttered absentmindedly.

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Rhiannon looked over at Kline and Mason, watching as the last snake was finished off,but still remained coiled tightly around Mason's leg. "What do we do?" she asked in a strained voice, her face expressing concern. Before anyone could answer, the anthem of the capitol rang through the night and the faces of the deceased flashed through the dark sky. The second face that appeared was Axel, who was Vespia's district partner. Rhiannon glanced over at her and gave her a sympathetic sort of look. When she looked back at the sky, she saw her own district partner appear as well, which made her frown deeper. The sky went dark once again after the death list had finished. Rhiannon had counted 11 fallen tributes so far.
Immediately, Vespia went back into business mode, "We better head in there and find a good place to sleep. Or would you guys prefer to sleep out here? " she said, staring off into the woods.
Rhiannon personally thought it would be wise to stay near the ring, now that all the others had ran off deep into the woods, they probably wouldn't be coming back for a while.She glanced between the others, nervous to make a suggestion considering she still wasn't sure if she was completely welcome in this group. She'd let them throw in their opinions first, but as she stood quietly she eyed the snake around Kline's leg. Those things could clearly cut very deep, likely no one would be able to do anything about it without getting their hands sliced nearly in half. And no matter how they got it off, it'd still leave him in a lot of pain, and it would probably slow him down a lot. It made her nervous because she knew how impatient some careers could be, and she didn't want anyone turning on each other. Then, she realized with a pang of dread that at one point, they all would have to, because everyone but one person had to die.

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Rhiannon put her hands on her hips and looked up uncertainly as Kline made his way up the tree. Growing up in a district where you spent most of your time out on the sea, climbing trees was something she wasn't at all familiar with. She frowned slightly and turned back to the other two careers, noticing Mason was struggling to get the dead snake unwrapped from his ankle. She was about to offer him some help when he said to Vespia and her, "You two can get some sleep too. I know Kline will get plenty. I'll be fine."
She chewed her lip as she looked back up at the trees, the branches looking so high and far apart. She was certain she wouldn't be able to climb that, but the ground was unsafe with all the swamp mutations roaming around. Rhiannon had a feeling she wouldn't get much sleep tonight, maybe instead she could be a lookout because they were very in the open, and anything could happen when they were all asleep.
Remembering Mason's question, she turned back to him, "I'm not tired." she said quietly, and sat down across from him, glancing down to the snake he was trying to remove from his leg, "Besides, it looks like you could use some help with that, otherwise you'll be up all night trying to get rid of it." she lifted her gaze back up to look at him directly.

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" Thanks for the offer, but I'm not tired either. " Vespia told Kline as she sat down beside Rhiannon. " I have knives. Maybe we can use it to help Mason get that thing off of him " she added as she handed out one knife to Rhiannon. After some time, she stood up and slowly walked towards Mason and started cutting the body of the snake expertly without slicing any part of Mason's skin. She managed to remove most of it, but there were still patches of snake skin attached to his own. " It will be hard to remove that part, but at least you can manage to move now. Although I understand that it would still hurt you. " Vespia told him as she walked around the plates were the tributes were lifted. She again glanced at the woods to where the other tributes had run off. In the center, there were still some weapons lying under the mud. She found a knives and some hatchet. Also a sword and clubs.

' I might be able to use them ' Vespia thought as she picked up the small weapons and placed them inside her jacket pockets. The hatchet was big, so she'll just carry it. " There are still some weapons here. Go get them if you know how to use it " she told the other careers. Deciding that she would give Rhiannon a knife, she told her, " Rhiannon, you can keep the knife ". She was surprised to hear that her voice were in their usual childish tone. She fought the urge to cry. Instead, she just looked up at the sky to prevent her tears from spilling. She did miss her district.

(Since in the OOC there were still some weapons left, I just took advantage of them XD)

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Kline and Mason

As Kline slept silently, Mason worked with Vespia and Rhiannon to get the snake off his leg. It took several hours, but it wasn't that bad. They needed to get up and moving, though, if they were going to get to that supplies before everyone else. After all, they were careers. That meant, at least for Kline and Mason, they had little to no skills of getting themselves supplies out here in the wild. Mason had ripped off a bit of his uniform to wrap around his leg, keeping it for the most part, blood and gunk free. For the most part. Getting up, he knocked Kline from his tree with a stark, "Get up."
Without a second to realize what had happened, Kline reached the same fate as his partner. A gator mutt snapping his jaws up around him, and then BOOM, cannon fire. There was no helping him.
"Move!" Mason shouted, knowing quite well these things could come up on land. Not even pausing a second to grab Kline's sword. It wasn't their most important prerogative at the moment. The gators were about, and he wasn't going to end up like Kline.
Running through the expanse of trees and muck, he came upon a camp fire. Or at least, saw the smoke from it. Peering through the trees, he found the girls from districts 3, 9, and 11 hanging around like best buddies. Didn't they know they were supposed to kill each other. Well, Mason was going to have to do it for them. He waited for the two girls to catch up to him first, it would help round them up if he had more people.

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Character Portrait: Mason Mitchell Character Portrait: Rhiannon Vana Character Portrait: Vespia Camory
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Rhiannon's eyes widened and the look on her face turned to one of horror as she saw those huge, menacing jaws close around Kline...
Before Mason even had to yell for them to run, she was already doing just that sprinting off in the opposite direction, Mason closely tied with her. She kept running as fast as her tired and sore body could allow her, only to stop when she realized that Vespia wasn't for sure following behind them. She took a quick glance at Mason who was continuing to run without waiting for either of them, but she didn't care, he could leave her behind, but no way was she leaving Vespia behind. They could catch up with him together soon enough. She stood there, breathing ragged and heavy as she peered through the trees and waited.

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Character Portrait: Mason Mitchell Character Portrait: Rhiannon Vana Character Portrait: Vespia Camory
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And just like that, Kline was dead. She wanted to kill all the things that suddenly appeared. But she knew she couldn't finish them all night. Having no other choice, she followed Mason and Rhiannon to the other direction, away from those bloodthirsty gators. She was a fast runner, but she hesitated to run away from Kline. Before she can even hear the cannon sound for his death, she saw Kline's eyes beg for help before those gators killed him. And that was why she hesitated. She saw that Rhiannon had waited for her. She ran as fast as she could, with all the weapons that she can find. When she finally caught up to Rhiannon, she told her, " You shouldn't have waited for me. Who knows what awaits you here? "

Seeing that there was smoke not far away from them, she saw that Mason was poised to attack them at any moment. " Stay here first. I'm going to climb up that tree and see what I can find " And with that, she climbed up the nearest tree. She had cuts and gashes along her legs and arms, tearing her attire slightly, as she was no expert of climbing trees. But she does know how, and that was better than not knowing how to climb at all. When she reached a point where she knew that she couldn't be seen, she peeked at the female tributes surrounding a campfire. She had no idea who they were. But if Mason was going to attack, then she won't be holding back too.

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Character Portrait: Cadie Stout Character Portrait: Cattail Kinnikinnick Character Portrait: Mason Mitchell Character Portrait: Kline Halloway Character Portrait: Rhiannon Vana Character Portrait: Britty Claritt
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" You shouldn't have waited for me. Who knows what awaits you here?" Rhiannon just looked at Vespia and shrugged, "I 'm not about to leave my closest ally behind." she said in a low voice. Then she saw Vespia looking off in another direction and followed her gaze to see somewhere where smoke was rising through the trees and Mason was standing there with his back to them, looking like he was ready to leap out at someone.
Rhiannon felt her throat close with fear when she realized that the moment had arrived, the moment where she'd been faced with having to hurt, fight against, likely even kill somebody. It was a moment she wanted to put off for as long as possible but now here it was, right in front of her. If she wanted to stay with the careers and have some people she could depend on in this game, she'd have to fight with them. Her face went a dozen shades paler than normal, and as Vespia spoke she turned to glance at her, a blank expression on her face, " Stay here first. I'm going to climb up that tree and see what I can find." Rhiannon nodded quietly as she watched Vespia climb up the tree, cutting herself up pretty bad in the process.
"Are you okay? You should probably come down- be careful." Rhiannon said in a slightly strained voice. But Vespia was too busy staring down at what was going on to hear her.
"What is it?" Rhiannon asked in a slightly hushed, lower than usual voice. She tried to hide how immensely terrified she was. She glanced over at Mason who was still watching the people through the trees, and she felt chills go down her spine at the thought of taking an innocent life, and for what purpose? She clenched her fists and waited for one of her allies to make a move.