<center><br /> A loud noise startled Pike, almost making him fall out of the tree. Several more followed the first, ringing out through the entire arena. Pike counted on his fingers.<br /> <b> "Eleven." </b> He mused to himself. <b>"Eleven cannon shots.<br /> Eleven dead already."</b><br /> <br /> Vanilla counted the cannons too, but her attention was more focused on the boy with the trident. Her ax shifted into a more ready position.<br /> <i>The boy was coming closer!</i> She screamed inside her head for herself to be quiet. Her plan was to be elusive, steal their stuff, not be discovered... If she would be found now everything would be ruined. But that all depended on whether this kid found her...

Lenox kicked the ground and looked up, suddenly he thought of something "since District 3 is for electronics what if we find a kid from there to reactivate the bombs? Then we could be safe without having constant watch" he suggested.<br /> <br /> Max looked at Lenox, admiring his sense "that could work. Go out and see if you can find one" she said as she checked the stores.<br /> <br /> Lenox sighs. Why did he have to speak up and get sent off. He nodded and set off, his eyes alert and his trident ready. He had armed himself with his sword and a backpack too in case he needed it if he had to camp out.

<center> (Geez, sis. Way to go try-hard with your writing.<br /> <br /> Lol, fail on my part xD I didn't even notice you made Wolf from three too)<br /> <br /> Vanilla narrowed her eyes. The Careers were just about fininshed taking out the stragglers. <br /> <i>Good. Just a bit longer until I can try to get something from them.</i> She told herself. Her knuckles were white from gripping the ax in her hand, her body tense as to not make the bushes around her rustle.<br /> <br /> From high up in his tree, Pike could see off in the distance was a white capped mountain. Just over the tree line he could see a hint of gold from the cornucopia. No sign water was nearby, or any food for that matter. Not that Pike had anything to catch the wild animals. Perhaps if he found some sort of berry he'd be alright, but identifying plants had never been his strength. With a sigh he leaned heavily on the tree he was on. He'd have to find something quick, as nightfall would come in a few hours, or just tough it out.

<center> ((Whoops sorry. Let's make him... eight, I guess. Although, knowing my luck, that's taken as well.)) <br /> <br /> <b> Brook </b> <br /> <br /> As soon as she reached the field, she turned, facing the coming boy- guy. He had sandy brown hair and brown eyes, and he seemed awful surprised at her. She wielded her knife openly, just in case he had any sort of weapon on him. <br /> "Hey," Brook said casually, resting the other hand on her hip as she twirled the knife in one pale hand. "Looking for anything?" <br /> The boy looked surprised before replying, "Just a safe place. You know one?" <br /> "Oh, I've been looking around," inside, Brook was boiling with fear, but outside she kept herself calm and collected, not broken like some of the younger tributes. Even in training, Brook had been downgraded as small and not worthy of their time, but she knew her capabilities. <br /> "Oh," the guy struggled for a response. "Well, hey, tell me if you find one." He turned to go. <br /> "Wait wait wait," Brook took a small step towards him. "You're not going anywhere." <br /> <br /> <b> Wolf </b> <br /> <br /> Wolf stiffened. The girl's words had been low and ominious, not matching her bright green eyes that were filled with life. <br /> "Oh," he struggled to remain even the least bit calm. "Well, then, where am I to stay?" <br /> "I can make arrangements," Brook said meanly, almost in a sneering voice. <br /> "As much as I would totally love that," Wolf was slowly backing up now, "I've got places to go." <br /> "I think they can wait." <br /> "Really, no." <br /> Brook took a swipe, now close enough, and Wolf ducked, covering his head with his hands. The knife grazed his knuckles, drawing blood. <br /> "Alright," Wolf growled. "Here we go." He zipped open the backpack as the girl jabbed at him, using it to guard his face. Inside he found a gallon of water, a bag of crackers, and... <br /> "Bingo," Wolf murmured. "A weapon." It was a long dagger, probably around a foot, made of obsidian-black stone. <br /> "Ready to dance, pretty boy?" the girl took another swipe at him. <br /> "Yeah," Wolf slung his backpack back, weilding the dagger openly. "Let's dance."

(OOC- Are Pike and Wolf both boy tributes in District 3? x.x)<br /> <br /> Max sat at the horn of the Cornucopia, crossing her legs as the other Careers killed the straggling Tributes and as some chased after them. She hopped off the warm horn and began to go through the wide Cornucopia, handing out items.<br /> <br /> Lenox smiled. It seemed like Max was the leader of Careers. He was still happy to be let in, until they fought each other of course. He left with his sword and trident to look for hiding Tributed.

<center> <b> Brook </b> </center> <br /> <br /> Book breathed deeply. Fear raced in her heart, but she still managed to grab a tiny knife- practically a toothpick- before scuttling away from the Cornicopia. She was fast, alright, and fairly smart, but fightning? Goodness no. Brook could barely wield the large swords the Careers handled with ease. <br /> As she ran, her heart thumped harder. <br /> <i> Feet. </i> <br /> She didn't dare to make a quick glance back, but instead pressed on. The footsteps faded, but were still ever constant, pounding in her ears. <br /> <i> I can't die. Not on the first day. No way. </i> <br /> Brook continued to run. <br /> <br /> <center> <b> Wolf </b> </center> <br /> <br /> Wolf barely made it away from the Cornucopia alive. With ragged breathing, fear not letting go of its solid clutch on him, he stormed off of his plate the moment the gong went off and headed towards the field in the distance. With a nervous glance, he saw a redhaired girl heading that way, carrying a toothpick of a knife. <br /> <i> Oh, fantastic. I'm chasing down an armed girl. </i> <br /> Luckily, in a scuffle with another tribute, Wolf had managed to get his hands on a green backpack. He had no idea what it contained- he could only hope something to fight this girl- but this was obviously not the time to look. <br /> The girl continued on, growing farther and farther away with each step. <br /> <i> Golly gee, she's fast. </i> <br /> Wolf was puffing now, his steps slowing to a walk. They'd long since escaped the shouts and clangs of the fighting at the Cornucopia. Now, all that surrounded them was the rustling of the plants in the field, and the soft tweet of birds from the forest. The tension in Wolf's shoulders began to relax. <br /> <i> No, no. I need to stay alert. I need to stay alive. </i> <br /> With a shake of his head to clear it, Wolf continued to follow the redhaired girl.

Max met up with the other Careers as the other Tributes fled or were killed. Soon the cannons would go off "I say we find someone from District 3 to reactivate the mines" she offered.<br /> <br /> Lenox nodded, fiddling with his sharp trident "We lost a Career but we have enough. The District 3 boy probably is cowering in a bush" he said;

(M'kay your accepted sistah. To put pictures~<br /> *img src="link"/* change the *s to &lt; and >)<br /> <br /> Pike looked back over his shoulder as he ran, the cornucopia getting harder and harder to see as he went downhill in the cover of the trees. He stopped and looked around once before picking a high tree and shimmying up its branches, resting until he could think of what to do next. <br /> <br /> Vanilla was almost into the trees. Before she got there, she gave her ax a good throw and it landed right into another tribute just as it would have a tree back home. She griminced as she ran to retrieve it. This person was her first kill. Vanilla grabbed her ax and rolled into the bushes. She would wait until nightfall. Her plan was to steal the Careers food and things for herself.

[Heeey, sissy.]<br /> <br /> Form<br /> Name: Brook<br /> Age: 14<br /> District: 6<br /> Picture: <img src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-thing?.out=jpg&size=l&tid=12236440"> <br /> Choice Weapon: she's fairly good with knives, but mainly uses a large sword<br /> Other: She's only good with weapons because she's a sneaky little fox. Beware! A relative of Foxface? <br> <br> <br /> <br /> Form: <br> <br /> Name: Wolf <br> <br /> Age: 16 <br> <br /> District: 3 <br> <br /> Picture: <img src="http://www.mycelebrityfashion.co.uk/photo/one-direction-louis---out-and-about-1290092108.jpg"/> <br> <br /> Choice weapon: he's a techie <br> <br /> Other: he's super awesome xD <br>

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Max leaped up and grabbed the bow and arrow. She loaded an arrow and shot a fleeing tribute, grabbing a pack of knives for leverage as she joined the careers by the Cornucopia.<br /> <br /> Lenox shot off and grabbed a sword, the closest thing to a trident and slashed at a Tribute as he fought to get to the other Careers.