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sirenspull2012-05-15 12:08 am
empowers) wrote in sirenspull2012-05-15 12:08 am
first arrow. ➵ ( VOICE ) ➵ are you, are you coming to the tree? ➵ { just barely pre-evening sirens }
[ Shift, shuffle, rustle. Rustle, rustle... breathing. Breathing is heard, quite clearly, and a little panicked. If the NV had just slightly sharper sound technology, the thumping heartbeat behind its holder would likely be audible. This isn't where she went to sleep. This certainly isn't the launch pad. Did they thrust her into the Arena? Without the final pomp, the circumstance - without getting to eat breakfast, or get trussed up by Cinna and the others, or -- No. No, it doesn't feel dangerous enough. The hairs on the back of her neck aren't quite standing on end intensely enough. ]
Peeta?
[ Then a more frightening thought occurs to her, and those prickles? They're right there. ]
Peeta!
[ The voice isn't directed at anyone, really. She's not even aware the NV's come on, truthfully. She played with it and pushed some things, in hopes it would do something useful, but she doesn't know she's willfully turned it on. More rustling is heard, and there's the faint speaking of a greeter in the background as they approach and try to talk to her, but she's bristling rather loudly and she isn't having any of it. ]
Don't feed me that! Where are the other tributes? Why was I brought here?
[ Bystanders may note that she's keeping her weapon close at hand. She's not sure how it was handed to her; she didn't remember... But it's there, and she has an arrow poised and ready to be fired at the slightest hint of hostility. So far it seems like everyone wants to help. But if this is some Capitol trick, which she suspects it is, this is probably all a ruse and the niceness won't last long. Better be prepared than dead. ]
And where is Peeta? Tell me.
(( ooc; Anybody who might be near the baseball diamond is free to action it up here, as well! ))
Peeta?
[ Then a more frightening thought occurs to her, and those prickles? They're right there. ]
Peeta!
[ The voice isn't directed at anyone, really. She's not even aware the NV's come on, truthfully. She played with it and pushed some things, in hopes it would do something useful, but she doesn't know she's willfully turned it on. More rustling is heard, and there's the faint speaking of a greeter in the background as they approach and try to talk to her, but she's bristling rather loudly and she isn't having any of it. ]
Don't feed me that! Where are the other tributes? Why was I brought here?
[ Bystanders may note that she's keeping her weapon close at hand. She's not sure how it was handed to her; she didn't remember... But it's there, and she has an arrow poised and ready to be fired at the slightest hint of hostility. So far it seems like everyone wants to help. But if this is some Capitol trick, which she suspects it is, this is probably all a ruse and the niceness won't last long. Better be prepared than dead. ]
And where is Peeta? Tell me.
(( ooc; Anybody who might be near the baseball diamond is free to action it up here, as well! ))
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