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1 David and Grace on Mon Jun 26, 2017 12:27 am

The air was warm, but there was still that crisp nip in the air that happily came by every once in a while to cool David Walker down. He had regretted what he had done, but there was no possible way that he could simply take about pretending to fall in love with Jaycee and nearly killing the whole group. While he might have gone a little crazy, he did it all for Naomi. Naomi, his cheerful, beautiful little sister who was counting on him to make it back home. He was the main provider for their family, so he needed to come back. It was a shock to his whole family when he had been picked, but mainly to little Naomi, Caroline as he called her sometimes. She was so scared of losing her older brother, and she just might now. He pulled himself out of his thoughts when he noticed that the wind was picking up in an unusual way. His first thought was that it was simply the game makers trying to spook them, but then he saw it. A hovercraft, and not one with a capital seal. Going inside was none other than Dustin and Jaycee, but they didn't seem to leave room for anyone else. "You bastards! Get back here! You can't just leave us!" he yelled, rushing towards them, but they were long gone by the time he got there. This wasn't right...the capital would cover all of this up. This wasn't a fair game anymore, and he would do everything to get back to his little sister.

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2 Re: David and Grace on Mon Jun 26, 2017 2:15 am

Sharpening her set of daggers upon the slab of stone, Grace eyed the distance; since Dustin and Jaycee had coupled off, she had transitioned into a lone wolf, fending for her life in order to survive. A twitter encompassed the space, spawning from the mockingjay above. Some considered it a prize, ancient and important. Grace deemed it as her meal. Before she could slaughter the bird, a gust of wind swept over the arena. A hovercraft bore down upon the tributes, gleaning under the beaming rays of the sun. A frown traced the edges of her lips; she rose to the marble rock that she once planted herself upon. Her toes glided into the impressions embedded on the stone. A spool of blonde hair captured the sunlight, glowing for an instant before disappearing into safety. A slur of obscenities glided from her lips as she dropped to the forest floor. Dashing across the expanse of land with her satchel in toe, she erratically waved her hands, an insistent gesture that she needed rescue as well. Only the aircraft departed, and she was left with...him. "You," she seethed, grasping the hem of his shirt and pushing against a stable tree; such a force was not natural, but a mere fabricated element that the capital constructed. The arena, and all the elements of nature scattered along the premises, were not real. This was not real. Pressing the dagger against his throat, she glared into his eyes. "I can't believe Dustin didn't slaughter you when he had the chance, and honestly, if they should have taken anyone with them, it should have been me. I saved their asses. You? You were just trying to kill them for sport, right?" she inquired, pushing the dagger in slightly. She could kill him; she yearned to, but unlike David, Grace had a guilty conscience. Besides, if she had to suffer, then so should he.

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3 Re: David and Grace on Mon Jun 26, 2017 5:02 am

David thought that he was going to be okay and be able to get out, but then he heard a familiar voice. Before he even had time to turn and looked at her, he was slammed up against a tree, the breath knocked out of. He felt the cool edge of a blade being pressed against his neck. This girl that had everything right to kill him, could really do it. He wondered if the cameras were still rolling. What would Namoi think? Would she think he deserved it after what he had done? He had to admit, he flinched a bit at the anger in her voice. But at that last comment, he could feel the anger boiling inside of him. He tensed a bit, but he did his best not to last out. "You don't know a damned thing, Grace," he said bitterly, but he knew that fighting with the person that had a knife to your neck wasn't the best idea in the world, but he wasn't doing this for sport. No, this was far from it. He knew he needed to talk to her, though. It wouldn't do him any good to simply fight with her. "Grace, look, your friends left you in here. They abandoned you. I'm all you've got right now, and you're really going to kill me?" he said. Okay, maybe he came off as a little bit cocky, but it was the trust. He couldn't believe that Jaycee and Dustin really left her there. He thought they were friends at least. Maybe she wouldn't kill him. It was all he could hope for Naomi.

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4 Re: David and Grace on Mon Jun 26, 2017 1:54 pm

Freedom. Such an entity was so close that she could practically taste it. Yet, it slipped right through her fingers, cascading across the land like sand trickling down the steep incline of an hour glass. "Is that so? What lawful reason do you have for attempting to murder someone, after pretending to love that person?" she pressed, her heart clenching at the mere thought. Betrayal. She was acquainted with such acts for her own mother had betrayed her and her father. Casting aside such disturbing thoughts, she once again focused on the traitor poised before her. David deserved to die; he put her friends through hell. Nevertheless, he made a valid point. They abandoned her; they had no intentions of saving her, in spite of all the acts she committed for their sake. Clenching the blade for dear life, Grace weighed her options. She released her hold slightly before slashing diagonally, as if she intended to slaughter him. Instead, the dagger embedded into the tree, barely nicking his ear. "One chance. Turn on me, and I swear...next time I won't miss."

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5 Re: David and Grace on Mon Jun 26, 2017 2:30 pm

David watched as she slowly seemed to change her mind. Was she really reconsidering killing him right there on the spot? He stayed silent when she asked for an explanation, for the explanation he had was something he would rather not outright tell her. If the capital was still listening, he would rather not let them know his family meant everything to him.He winced for a moment as she nicked his ear, but that seemed to be all she planned on doing. He had underestimated her this whole time. When she seemed to back off, he pulled himself from the tree. Slowly, he extended his hand to her. "Truce?" he asked. Grace was all he had at the moment, and he had a feeling she was the only one he was going to have. Dustin and Jaycee didn't care about her enough to come back for her, so they surely weren't going. He had to get back to his family. "When we were training, I heard one of the instructors say something about a weak spot in the force field. It's by the cornucopia," he said. They could try and get out, but he knew that maybe the capital was already onto them. With Dustin and Jaycee being gone, they had to be right on their tails. Maybe, just this once, Grace would trust him.

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6 Re: David and Grace on Mon Jun 26, 2017 3:08 pm

A bead of scarlet painted faintly across the silver blade; the rustic color sent a roll of nausea souring through her being. Inflicting pain upon another was not a thrilling experience; nevertheless, this was about survival. Her own life, as well as her father's, was at stake. Swiping the residue upon the grass, she peered into the distance, as if expecting the hovercraft to return. It never did. Peeking at David's extended hand, a frown traced the corners of her lips. She hated to admit it, but she needed him. Brushing past him, she muttered, "Yeah, whatever." She sheathed her blade, savoring her weapon for when the times were dire. The sliver of information peeked her interest; nonetheless, it was risky business. The Capitol would be watching their every move. However, there was a slight possibility that their attention was elsewhere. After all, two of their rising stars were rescued from the arena. They would be scoping the land and seeking the hovercraft for coverage of the sudden event. "We'll head there, but the Careers will be filtering the premises. Two against all of them? We don't stand a chance."

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7 Re: David and Grace on Mon Jun 26, 2017 3:40 pm

Grace obviously didn't want a truce with him, but it was what they had to do, even if they hated each other's guts. The only person on his mind was his little sister. He could do it. He watched as she brushed past him, but at least she didn't say no. It could have ended a whole lot worse. He walked along with her, keeping on the lookout for anyone that seemed suspicious. He had his hand on the hilt of his sword, still not fully trusting his surroundings. He wanted to be prepared if they were attacked. As she talked about the careers, he tried not tot think too much about it, but she was right. "Then we will have to get out of here," he said. His hand slid to the strap of his backpack. He did have some healing items and food inside, but not as much as they would need. "The trackers," he said, stopping dead in his tracks. If they wanted even a chance of getting out of the area alive, they wee going to have to cut out those trackers. "I have disinfectant and gauze," he said, starting to open up his bag.

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8 Re: David and Grace on Mon Jun 26, 2017 4:19 pm

Though Grace was reluctant to form an alliance with David, it was evidently for the best. Alone, survival was unlikely; it was equivalent to treading into a lion's den. As she meandered along the expanse of land, her stride was purposeful. Her satchel swayed along her back, teeming with goods and weapons. As far as supplies were concerned, she was prepared for a showdown; mentally and emotionally, she was uncertain. Tracing her fingertips would her disheveled tendrils, she tilted her chin, soaking in the final sunbeams that washed over her complexion. A chill encompassed the space, a key indicator that the nighttime was drawing near. Her thoughts were shattered as David's voice pierced the air once more; she became hyper aware of the raised bump along her wrist, a sign of where the tracker was implanted. The Capital was strategic about the placement, for it was difficult to remove such a device. If they nicked an artery, they would be dead within a few minutes. "Do you have experience removing them? And what if they are watching?" she mused, posing the significant questions. They had to be meticulous, for danger lurked in the midst.

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9 Re: David and Grace on Mon Jun 26, 2017 4:29 pm

David felt the chill in the air as it became more prominent. It was about to be nightfall, and that was an even more dangerous time for them to be out than normal. They would have to be careful if they actually meant for them to get out alive. He looked into her eyes for a moment, knowing that neither of them really had any experience getting the trackers out. "No, but I would rather die trying than be take by the capital without a fight," he said, hoping that Grace felt the same way. He wouldn't just sit idly by when there was a chance to get away and save his family. He knew that Grace probably didn't trust him at all, she had every reason not to, but he needed her help. Without hesitation, he extended his wrist for her. If they were going to be a team, they were going to have to trust each other. "You can take mine out," he said. She could easily kill him if she wanted to. The ball was in her court, but he prayed that she would show mercy and let him get home to his sister.

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10 Re: David and Grace on Wed Jun 28, 2017 1:25 am

During the lone hours of the night, impending peril oftentimes hung in the midst of it all. Mutts loitered the arena, prepared to slaughter them at any moment. The mere thought of the canines sent a chill hurtling down her spine. She had not faced the rabid animals yet, and she dearly hoped that she never would. The declaration was dripping with urgency, and to an extent, Grace agreed with him. A jolt of shock swarmed over her as he extended his wrist out to her, a full display of his trust. Tentatively, her fingertips roamed over the upraised bump. She had the upper hand; one flick, and his life would come to a staggering halt. As alluring as the thought was, she dismissed it. Meticulously, she guided the dagger over the sensitive flesh. Capturing the disk between her nimble fingers, she tossed it across the expanse of land; as it landed, leaves rattled in the distance. The flash of crimson stained the silver blade, fueling the surge of nausea tracing her system.

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11 Re: David and Grace on Wed Jun 28, 2017 8:22 am

David could see that she hesitated for a moment, and he really thought that she would kill him, but she hadn't. He bit down on his lip to cry and not making noise as she slowly cut the tracker out. The moment it was gone, he realized a breath he had been holding. He grabbed some of the disinfecting liquid and poured it all over his wound, even though it hurt almost the same as getting it out. He then wrapped it up in gauze. They would have to hurry since the blood would detect the mutts, and he wasn't going to be dealing with them today. He grabbed his own dagger, looking over at Grace. Now it was her turn to trust him. "We've got to hurry," he said. He had no idea how close the mutts were, but if he could avoid meeting them, he would. Maybe they had enough time. But then he knew that maybe she would be a little hesitant, but they didn't have time for hesitation. "If you don't trust me, you can do it yourself, but we need to get going before the hounds smell the blood."

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12 Re: David and Grace on Mon Jul 03, 2017 1:01 am

An ounce of blood dribbled upon the open plains; the speck glistened under the moonlight. A frown tweaked the edges of her lips, for Grace knew that the moon was not her moon, the one she would peer up at on countless occasions. In the distance, the tread of paw steps coated the ground; though she knew that mutts were not limited to wild pack animals, the breeds typically spawned as rabid hounds. The scuffling sent a spike of worry filtering through her veins. The hounds were drawing near, scoping the land for blood shed. Without much forethought, she thrust her arm out; the exposed arm was pale, the lump poised before him. "Just hurry," she noted through gritted teeth. The reluctance coated her vague words.

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13 Re: David and Grace on Mon Jul 03, 2017 8:08 am

David could hear the sound of the hound's paws as they seemed to grow ever nearer. He knew that they needed to hurry if they were going to make it out of there alive. It seemed that Grace knew that as well as she stuck her arm out for him. He grabbed his knife, slowly piercing the skin. He was trying his best to be careful and not hurt her. When he finally got the tracker out, he let out a breath he didn't even realize he had been holding. He got it out safely. He grabbed the disinfectant and poured it onto the wound before wrapping it up with the gauze. "Let's get out of here," he said as he grabbed his bag. The hounds were getting even closer, and it was scaring the living daylights out of David. He needed to get out of there and get to Caroline.

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14 Re: David and Grace on Tue Jul 11, 2017 8:06 pm

As the silver dagger traced over her skin, a shrill cry fell from her lips. The slow precision only fueled the fire burning through her. "Could you go a little quicker?" she urged, the declaration painting the air. Once the tracker safely fell into the damp soil, she planted her hand over the wound. A deep crimson coated her fingertips, sending a wave of nausea through her. The disinfectant ignited the flame; pain etched her features, and it was all she could do to keep her complaints down to a minimum. If the pair were too loud, the hounds' keen senses would scope out the pair within an instant. Hunching forward, she braced her palm against the sycamore tree. "Wait. Wait, I need a breather," she whispered, the roll of nausea creating a dizzying side effect. Only, they didn't have time to wait.

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15 Re: David and Grace on Tue Jul 11, 2017 9:39 pm

David glanced at her wrist, just trying his best to make sure that she was okay. They needed to get out of there as quickly as they could being that he figured the hounds could smell the blood. They were already a target, after all. He wanted to curse Dustin and Jaycee for leaving them there. Selfish pricks. He was about to sprint off, but then he saw Grace lagging behind. She was clearly exhausted. There was no telling what work Dustin and Jaycee made her do. Probably everything. She would probably slap him for this, but at least it would get them out of there alive. Without a second thought, he ran to her and scooped her into his arms. "We don't have the luxury of breathers," he said. Sure, she slowed him down a bit, but at least this would be quicker than waiting for the hounds to come. The only thing on his mind at the moment as getting about to Naomi, even if she hated him for what he had done. It was all for her, after all.

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16 Re: David and Grace on Tue Jul 11, 2017 10:17 pm

Clamping her palm over her sore wrist, she assessed the damage. A scar would form in place of the tracker, a brutal memory of her time in the arena. Sweet air filled her lungs, washing aside the wave of nausea that descended over her moments before. Whilst she was teamed up with Jaycee and Dustin, the burden usually resided on her shoulders. She was the glue that kept their tethered team together. Out of the three, her skills were superb, outranking her counterparts. She was trained for survival; her father feared the worst, horrified that his daughter would one day be reaped. Thus, he taught her everything he knew, for he was a victor himself. Now, she had a legacy to uphold; yet, her willpower was disintegrating. She felt as if she would let her father, the one person she trusted in her life, down. Suddenly, David swooped in and barreled across the forest; her legs dangled helplessly. "What gives," she hissed under her breath; yet, she clung to him for dear life. Though she despised the sudden turn of events, she knew she would have to learn to work with David, which would be a grand feat.

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17 Re: David and Grace on Tue Jul 11, 2017 11:00 pm

David was surprised that she didn't hit him and demand to be placed on her own two feet. It seemed that annoyance was the only complaint she would give him. He ran as quickly as he could with her in his arms, keeping a tight grip on her to ensure that she wouldn't fall, but it seemed that she was doing that herself with the tight grip she had around his neck. It hurt a little bit, but he was sure that it hurt less than whatever would happen of the hounds found them. After running for far too long, he came to the force field. He could hear the faint buzzing of the thing that kept them from escaping, but right by a tree was a weak spot. It was visibly broken, just enough for someone to get out. Could this really work? Slowly, he set her down. To make sure, he threw a rock at the weak spot, and sure enough, it made it through. "Ladies first," he said quietly. Could this really be it? Could he make it out of there?

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18 Re: David and Grace on Tue Jul 11, 2017 11:16 pm

Over David's shoulder, she eyed the mutts. The merciless fiends were hot on their trail, sniffing out the rustic scent of their blood. A light breeze toyed with her disheveled locks, obscuring her vision and distorting the hounds that darted across the expanse of land. Once they came to a standstill, a sigh of relief seeped from her lips. She wobbled on her legs; though, within an instant, she regained her composure. The solid pebble skirted through the opening. The shattered force field provided enough leverage for one to worm her way through, so long as she shimmied across the forest floor. Without further objection, she sank to her knees and wiggled through the space. On the other side, the world was clear. Life danced throughout the land, even within the dead of night. Owls hooted the distance, real owls, not mutants that were out to destroy them.

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19 Re: David and Grace on Tue Jul 11, 2017 11:29 pm

David could hear the hounds are they grew ever closer. He was terrified that he wouldn't get out quick enough, but he knew that he just needed to calm down. He watched as Grace slowly made her way through the broken part. Soon enough, she was out of the area and into the real world. He glanced behind him, only to see that the hounds were closer than he ever thought. His eyes widened, and he let out a line of curses before getting down and pulling himself out of the arena. By the time he was out, the hounds were right by the force field. He let out a few shaky breaths, closing his eyes all the while. That was far too close for comfort, but here they were. They made it out alive. A smile started to play on his lips as he stood. He never thought that he and Grace would work together, but look at them now. "Thanks for trusting me," he said quietly.

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20 Re: David and Grace on Tue Jul 11, 2017 11:41 pm

A layer of film coated her suit. The thin material suffered a grand feat; grass stains splotched the surface, creating an unsightly appearance. Nevertheless, she was alive. Her heart lurched as she peered over her shoulder. The hounds were baring down on David, prepared to slaughter him. At the last second, she grasped his hand and tugged him through. Seconds later, she realized that their fingers were intertwined. Scarlet stained her cheeks as she dropped her dainty hand and diverted her attention. She had managed to successfully swipe the backpack. Rifling through the supplies, she grasped a canteen bottle and allowed the water to replenish her health. "Thanks for helping. I was seconds away from being dog chow," she whispered, though it was clear that it took quite the effort to admit it. She offered the steel bottle, a smile playing along the edges of her lips. "I promise it isn't poisoned," she mused, a taunting lilt tracing the words.

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21 Re: David and Grace on Tue Jul 11, 2017 11:50 pm

David couldn't be happier that she pulled him through. He knew that he would probably be dead if she hadn't. He didn't want to admit it, but Grace saved him. Maybe they wouldn't be such a bad team. He glanced down at their hands, realizing then that they were intertwined. Why didn't it feel odd? When he held hands with Jaycee it all felt os forced, but here he was with Grace, someone who hated his guts, and holding hands with her didn't feel forced. He shook his head, pushing the thought away as quickly as he could. "Me helping you? I think you were the one that kept me from being the hounds' dinner," he said, a chuckle coming to his voice. He could feel the sweat drip down his brow from all the running, but his eyes slipped down to the bottle that Grace offered. He took it after a moment, opening the bottle. "I would hope not," he said playfully before taking a few sips. Was it stupid to trust her? He didn't think so.

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22 Re: David and Grace on Wed Jul 12, 2017 12:08 am

Dusting off the dirt that painted her suit, Grace leaned against the bark of an old sycamore. She attempted to erase the side effects that simply holding David's hand caused. Her interactions with guys were limited, for her father prohibited dating. His rules were strict, but she was convinced that he was merely protecting her. A soft trill of laughter pooled throughout the space. Tracing figurines in the damp soil, the deliberated over the statement. "I just hope I didn't make a mistake, saving your ass I mean," she noted, a smug grin tracing the edges of her lips. Freedom was uplifting. The horrors of the games were now behind her, or so she dearly hoped.

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23 Re: David and Grace on Wed Jul 12, 2017 8:54 am

David closed his eyes as he let himself take a few large gulps of water. He knew that they needed to save someone, but he also hadn't been able to have a lot to eat or drink recently. After a moment, he handed it back to Grace, a smug smile on his face as he ran a hand through his dirty blonde hair. "It sounds like you're already regretting it," he joked. It was going to be hard for the two of them to bond, that was for sure, but David was going to try his hardest. His eyes looked towards his wrist. He was sure there would be a nasty scar there, but he didn't care. He had a family to get back to. "We need to get going before the capital gets any ideas and starts looking for us," he said. They were also going to have to find out exactly where they were, but he thought that they could do it. They just had to work together.

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24 Re: David and Grace on Wed Jul 12, 2017 6:31 pm

Clasping her fingertips along the frigid exterior, Grace disguised a faint smirk that tugged along the edges of her lips. Stowing away the canteen, she slipped the backpack upon her back; the heavy material was coated in a thin layer of dust. "Maybe just a little," she mused, rising to her feet. Loose strands of hair obscured her vision; the smooth locks were plastered upon her skin due to the immense perspiration. "Then let's go," she whispered, the simple declaration passing from her lips in a mere breath as she trekked along the steep incline. Home. She had to make it home to reassure her father that she was well, that she hadn't failed him.

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25 Re: David and Grace on Wed Jul 12, 2017 7:10 pm

David walked along the untamed grass, hoping that maybe they were going the right way. It was probably going to be harder getting out for the capital than it was getting out of the arena, but he had to make sure that he managed it. He also needed to do it quickly before the capital put a target on his family's back. As he walked, he couldn't help but think of something. "Why exactly did you decide to team up with me and not just kill me?" he asked after a moment. She had all the reason to, really. Nothing was stopping her. He had done horrible things, but yet she decided to help get him out. He wondered if she had any family back home like he did his sister. "Anyone expecting you back?" he asked, hoping she wouldn't hate him for asking.

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