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Fandom The 73th Hunger Games

Lana stayed quiet after Paris's remark about winning. Yes, Paris is bigger than her. She may be stronger than her. But Lana's small frame allowed her to do things that the other tributes couldn't. Lana could surely run faster than Paris and she was very light on her feet, which gave her an advantage.
 
Paris walked deeper into the forest. "We should follow the smell of smoke, tributes are obviously camping there," Paris spoke what she was taught. Having Lana as an ally wasn't too bad. She had been taught like Paris. Although district two strictly does not allow falling in love in the arena. In district one, they suggest the attractive ones to fake love in the arena for sponsors, and eventually stab them in their sleep. But, you can't tell if the love is real or not.
 
Lana nods and says, "We have to be careful though, I heard that some tributes just do that to attract other tributes there," D1's training obviously wasn't as advanced as D2's.
 
"Pfft, we wiped out all the lethal tributes, you think I would be dumb enough if there were any careers or such?" Paris laughed knowing what Lana was thinking. "But, yeah, if there were any lethal tributes out, we should be careful,"
 
Lana looked around for any signs of smoke or fire when she spotted a burning flame in the distance. "Look over there!" she squealed.
 
"Shush!" Paris said quietly. She carefully walked toward the smoke. With the chunky boots it was hard, but she managed to walk without sound. She thought about how district two wouldn't allow falling in love in the arena. 'District one obviously teaches how to get more sponsors,' Paris thought in her head, but Lana was a pretty good ally. Lana was well trained just like her.
 
Lana trailed behind Paris looking for any tributes nearby when she saw two shadows near the fire. "Look, tributes." Lana whispered as she smirked. Paris would obviously know how to use a weapon just as good as her so it was good to know she had someone with her.
 
Paris had her knives in her hand ready to throw. She was ready to make another kill. Her district will be so proud. Paris smirked, "This will be easy," She got on her knees and crawled toward the tributes, hiding behind a bush.
 
"Ready....go!" Lana exclaims as she jumps out of the bush. She grips her knife and throws it so it strucks the center of the male tributes chest.
 
Paris jumped out of the bush. She threw her throwing knife at the other tribute's head. She threw another that landed in his eye. He was going to die, but Paris threw a knife at the tribute's chest for the sake of it.
 
Lana smirks as she says, "Well that was easy, what now?" They really didn't have much to do. "Hey where's Harvest? Are you and him like over?" Lana asks even though she still doesn't completely understand their relationship.
 
Paris looked at her and shrugged pretending to be the career she was supposed to be. "Only for the cameras, remember. There was no relationship," Paris whispered so the cameras couldn't hear. She winked at Lana smiling although she didn't mean what she just said.


@httpsuzy @Huntrey
 
Harvest was still at the base, watching the hovercrafts finally take the bodies of Enforcer and Onyx. He hadn't done much since the girls were gone, but when he heard the cannons, he knew what they were doing.
 
Paris walked over to the tributes' bodies. She raked up their supplies. "God, these weaklings have nothing useful," Paris rolled her eyes. "Lana, want any of these?" Paris asked obviously not interested in their backpacks, blankets, and those sort. Paris wondered how Harvest was doing. Was he still waiting for them?
 
Lana examined what Paris was holding up, then shook her head. "Speaking of Harvest, should we find him? Maybe its time for him to leave the games." she said, obviously meaning that it was time to kill Harvest. It was also time to see if Paris actually loved Harvest or if it really was an act.
 
"Oh, it's time" Paris said confidently. She was an amazingly good actor, though she didn't know why she was doing this. She hiked back into the clearing. Harvest was now able to see Paris trudging toward the cornicopia.


@Huntrey @httpsuzy
 
Harvest looked up from fire, now a raging inferno. "Welcome back, those two cannons from y'all?". He was much more cheery then before, slightly over what happened.
 
Keld was cold, very cold. He walked endlessly from the cornicopia, kicking snow over the tracks he left. Keld was lucky enough to grab a backpack full of food and water, and one small blanket from the cornicopia. The place was chaos, Keld nearly met his death that short hour ago, a arrow flew past his cheek, giving him a long thin slender cut. Now If any tributes came after him, Keld would be defenseless. He hoped to find a place to rest, and firgure out future plans.
 
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(im confused, how many tributes are left? how many actual rpers and how many npc's?)


James sprinted as best he could through the thick snow (there is snow right?). He was in the thick of the forest, with a large gash across his left cheek, he had gained it from a fight at the start of the games at the cornicopia, and now he was on his own. He didnt know where the other district 6 tribute was either. He slowed to a walk just as he spotted something glowing red in through the trees, he carefully trudged his way over to it until he came to the last tree before a clearing, He saw to girls and a guy Shit he thought to himself as he put his hand on one of his samurai swords sticking close to the tree. (are they at the cornicopia or..?)
 
Paris looked Harvest over a few times, obviously confused about why he was "happy" from what happened earlier. "You, wouldn't believe how easy the kill was," Paris said out of boredom. It looks like they weren't going to kill him now. Paris turned to see a tribute walking away from the cornicopia, he wasn't a threat. She saw a tribute, from 6, with a sword out. She grabbed hold of her knives. Her throwing knives we're easier to throw when the enemy was at a shorter distance away. Her bow and arrow we're easier to use when the tribute was a farther distance away. Paris was ready to throw her knives.


(@JacobLoL It's an artic tundra with little trees and shrubs, they r at the cornicopia)


@Huntrey @httpsuzy @TheColourlessRainbow
 
Lana faked a smile at Harvest, then glanced at Paris who had her knives, out once again, ready to throw. Lana fully turned to see what Paris was actually looking at, when she saw a figure in the tree. "Who is that?" Lana asked Paris and Harvest, not wanting to kill a potential ally. They were obviously more aware of what was going on than she was, Lana had always been more into action, and less into thinking, but now she wanted to be careful.
 
Paris kept her eye on the figure. "6" was all she said. The tribute was from district 6. She knew she could easily kill the tribute. Paris gripped her knives. Aiming right at The tribute.
 
James kept his eyes on the two other tributes who were now staring at him menacingly, The girl had two throwing knvies ready to throw at him, if she did he knew he could probably dive behind the tree before they hit him. He lowered his sword slightly taking a few steps back, hopefully he could escape without having to run.
 
Paris watched him. She would throw the knives. This guy wasn't lethal and probably didn't know how to think. Walking up to a career is the dumbest thing to do. Backing away would want to make them kill you more. Paris gripped the knife tighter.
 
"What do you see?" Harvest looked out into the tundra, seeing a man foolishly trying to hide. He stood only for a second before sitting back down, he didn't need to help the girls.
 

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