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Post by Millie Cartwright on Jan 15, 2016 20:57:37 GMT -6
( Make sure to read Part 3 first) Millie ran as fast as her feet could carry her. Her legs ached and she felt like she was breathing fire but this was it. She had ONE chance to save the tributes that had been thrown into this blood bath against their will. As Millie made her way into the loading docks the large shiny hovercraft caught her eyes immediately but she did an entire sweep of the docks to be safe. One side of the loading docks was entirely full of shipping boxes intended for the training center. Digging through them she grabbed a few labeled "food" and dragged them into the hovercraft. The cockpit of this thing was a bit confusing with gauges and levers and buttons galore but studying this would give Agni a few seconds to catch up. After taking a few minutes to study the console she pulled back the throttle and the hovercraft began to hum as it rose off the ground. In response the loading dock door started rising revealing a bright sun that seemed to wash away the last of the darkness inhabited the powerless trading center. Millie took note of the turret controls. "odds are I'm going to have to use these to fight off the ghost of our dearly departed game master. Im sure he prepared for this eventually," she yelled back at Agni over the hum of the ship. Truth be told they might have to do a lot of fighting. She had no clue how long it would take to find them or how many of the undercover peacekeeper she'd have to take out first. Honestly, Millie just hoped the tributes could live through another day of Vester's surprises. If anyone could kill them from the grave it would be the game master and his meticulously deadly plans. "Alright Agni," she yelled pushing those fears from her mind, "let's see what this puppy can do!"
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Agni Sparks
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Victor of 1st Hunger Games
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District: 11
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Post by Agni Sparks on Jan 16, 2016 16:31:40 GMT -6
Stumbling through the unlit debris of the loading dock, Agni heard the clatter of empty bottles shattering on the ground.
Who'd be celebratin' in some loadin' docks?
Agni wound his way though the back of the hovercraft's loading bay to the spacious cargo hold. Twelve metallic seats gleamed at the victor from both sides of the hold; their manacles open.
Didn't plan on bein' in one of these again. Agni suppressed a shudder and gripped his axe a bit tighter. Millie was already taking the controls as he sat in the copilot's chair and the engines took off in a roar.
Joining her yells, Agni whooped as they tore across the war ravaged Capitol.
"Nice flyin', Ms. Cartwright!"
He turned toward the copilot station and examined the series of complicated screens and readouts.
"This monitor here is sayin' that we've got a pair of turrets equipped on th' underside of this thing." He tentatively swiped a finger across the holographic controls. "Anyone tryin' t' make things unpleasant for us'll regret it in a hurry!"
He grinned and confidently took hold of the control stick as he toggled the switch marked 'Activate' on the copilot's panel. Behind them, the seats' manacles clanged shut.
"Well," Agni's smile faded as he looked once more through the controls. "Don't be hurryin' too fast, Ms. Cartwright!"
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