Fifty-Third Hunger Games (RP)

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    "Alright alright fine, but how's your head do you think you got a concussion, he hit it pretty hard." Judith comments as they head out into the night.

    "Ya let's go." Judith started off towards the abandoned ruins of the arena to find a somewhat comfortable place to sleep.

    "It does seem safer, and thankfully I can climb really well." Judith adds without taking her sharp gaze off of the ruined city, "What about there?" She suggests pointing to a roof, a stable looking one at that.

    "So let's start climbing." Judith grabs onto one of the bricks that was more climbing material and starts to climb.

    Rena climbed onto the roof and looked around. “I can’t see any water.” she said. “We should head downstream.” She was about to climb down when she heard a voice. “So let’s start climbing.” Rena froze and quietly unsheathed her blade and took a knife in her other hand.

    "Jensen!" Judith quietly snapped while pulling herself onto the roof, "What did I tell you about staring at my ass?"

    "Because you look like you just were looking at my ass." Judith pulled herself up onto her stomach, "Ya I'm up."

    Nodding, Jensen turned and swiftly pulled himself up onto the roof. Once up there, he glanced at the arena. The only source of light were the artificial stars above. "I'll take the first shift."

    "Alright..." Judith slipped off her two backpacks and took out her ax and the short girl layed down on her side and closed her eyes, only to be woken up by the Panem anthem to show the fallen tributes, when it was over Judith closed her eyes again and attempted to sleep.

    Agatha had been hiding in the building all day and now she was starving! Knowing the other tributes must be asleep, she started to leave in search of something to fill her appetite.


    Jensen sat on the side of the roof; staring at the dark, broken city before him. He then thought he saw movement. Grabbing his bow and arrow, he got ready to shoot.

    Judith woke up an on instinct grabbed her ax, "What is it, is someone there?" The brown eyes girl sounded half asleep as she looked at Jensen, or where she thought Jensen was.

    "It's ok." He whispered back at her. "Go back to sleep." He kept the arrow on the moving form.


    Agatha was limping from hunger, thirst, and lack of sleep. Then, with a whimper, the girl fell to the ground.

    "Alright..." Judith went back down on the ground and closed her eyes.

    The form then fell like a corpse. Jensen, confused, noted that he hadn't even shot an arrow. "Why did they fall..." He murmured before looking around. It didn't seem like anyone else killed her, and the canon didn't go off. "Hm..."