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Post by Wren Hartwood on Dec 14, 2015 18:45:48 GMT -6
Didn't mean to offend you, with that "throwing yourself" bit. I was just sorta going off what I'd noticed & things you had said-about having fun while you can. And he & I have become sorta close, so I just wanna look out for him. If you're going to kiss a round, don't toy with emotions. Death of a friend is bad enough, let alone death from backstabbing or heartbreak. Sorry. I haven't had many friends, so turns out I'm a fierce friend. And probably over-sensitive. I just want to protect those I care about. Thing is, I'm starting to care about multiple people out here. Wren let out a sigh. These cigarettes aren't half bad. Guess I'll have another. |
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Post by Gwendolyn Fisk on Dec 14, 2015 18:56:50 GMT -6
Gwen looked up into the sky. Gwen clapped Wren on the shoulder. "It;s good to see he has a solid friend. I don't think I ever want to hurt him in that way." She scowled, "It's just getting so close to when we all will die. It's hard to just let go and sink into those kinds of feelings." She sighed, "But that's part of living, too, isn't it? I would be going against my own words if I didn't let myself." Gwen paused. "Is Millie trying to start another Accord?" |
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Post by Wren Hartwood on Dec 14, 2015 19:06:53 GMT -6
Wren kicked at some weeds growing between cracks in the sidewalk. What brings that question on? Did anyone use the word "accord" to you?
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Post by Gwendolyn Fisk on Dec 14, 2015 19:19:49 GMT -6
Gwen shrugged. "I overheard her having a conversation with Vester. He seemed pretty upset by something she wrote on the wall in the library. I put a few things together myself. Would like to know if I'm on the right track or not. If the capitol is upset by it, then it must be something worth considering." |
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Post by Wren Hartwood on Dec 14, 2015 19:34:38 GMT -6
Wren realized this might seem super boring to anyone else around, so he started singing his chopping song, "Oh, I'm a lumberjack, and I'm okay, I sleep all night and I work all day. I cut down trees, I eat my lunch, I go to the lava-try. On Wednesdays I go shoppin' And have buttered scones for tea!" That should entertain the viewers for now.
Sorry about that. Just giving others something entertaining. I guess I'm done with bullshit and sneaking around. I can't speak for Millie and her intentions, but I am pro-accord. Have you been looking for it?
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Post by Gwendolyn Fisk on Dec 14, 2015 19:42:57 GMT -6
Gwen laughed. "That's a good song you got there." "Well I sure as hell am not a fighter, so anything else I'll look into. I know a few others who would look to join as well. If it's going down, that is." |
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Post by Wren Hartwood on Dec 14, 2015 19:50:50 GMT -6
"Thanks. It's our chopping song, back in Seven. A guy named Monty made it up one day and it just stuck." Who? We want to add members, but how can we trust just anyone claiming to be nonviolent? At this point, I think I only fully trust like 2 people. It used to be 3. How can I trust YOU, for that matter? I want to give you info, but I gave Holly info and I have a feeling she told you or other people in the loading docks... |
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Post by Gwendolyn Fisk on Dec 14, 2015 20:12:05 GMT -6
Gwen's face went neutral. "Unless she's planning on telling us later she hasn't told us anything you told her." Gwen sighed. "I guess that means I only really trust Val. Maybe, Dante. " Gwen put her head in her hands. "This is why I didn't want to play the game. Why does my curiosity get the best of me?" She paused for a few moments. "Well. Like I keep saying. We're all going to die anyways. So what does anything matter anymore? How are you supposed to trust me? Fuck if I know. How am I supposed to trust you? Guess I just don't see anything left to lose." |
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Post by Wren Hartwood on Dec 14, 2015 20:18:08 GMT -6
Wren did a funny little dance.
"True. My main goal is to get far enough to help our cause. If I die in the process-hey, maybe I'll have inspired enough people to keep it going. What worries me most with you and your group is Demetri. And the uncertainty of what 's happening at the loading docks. All I can say for us is that we're passionate about our goal and we won't tolerate bullshit."
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Post by Millie Cartwright on Dec 14, 2015 20:47:27 GMT -6
"The arena?" Millie said turning to Gwen, "usually death and destruction if you're not willing to make a change." Millie smiled as sweetly as possible and whispered something to Gwen. If you want to make a change you and your friends should ally yourself with the group in the backroom of the library. Wren, Sharlot, and Eloise. They're good kids and if you stick with them I might be able to get you all out. Though no promises and all that. (Out of Character: Wren you should be able to see that whisper as well) |
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Post by Wren Hartwood on Dec 14, 2015 20:56:31 GMT -6
Wren shifted his weight and decided to quit with the cigarettes. Not for me...I heard you fine, thanks. Millie, do you think it's worth trusting them? I know we need numbers but...I'm just worried someone's going to go on a killing spree in the middle of us. But I guess desperate times/desperate measures/etc...
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Post by Gwendolyn Fisk on Dec 14, 2015 20:57:38 GMT -6
"Ah, so I'm not the only one with a gloomy outlook on the arena. Good to know." OOC: Didn't get your whisper. |
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Post by Millie Cartwright on Dec 14, 2015 21:00:32 GMT -6
Millie Rewhispers to Gwen If you want to make a change you and your friends should ally yourself with the group in the backroom of the library. Wren, Sharlot, and Eloise. They're good kids and if you stick with them I might be able to get you all out. Though no promises and all that. |
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Post by Valeria DeMasque on Dec 14, 2015 21:10:17 GMT -6
Val looked between her friend Gwen and the small red headed girl. She could tell they were whispering to each other but she couldn't discern what about. "Was she asking Gwen to join another alliance?" Val thought to herself. She hoped this wasn't the case but she'd have to ask Gwen later. She shot Gwen her best smile. Hey I was wondering if you wanted to talk about tomorrow in private. My room code is 9735. Just let me know when you're in there if you show up. |
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Post by Gwendolyn Fisk on Dec 14, 2015 21:12:00 GMT -6
Gwen looked away. "What exactly do you mean by getting us out?" |
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Post by Wren Hartwood on Dec 14, 2015 21:15:01 GMT -6
Wren looked at his boots. They were nice boots. (visible to Millie & Gwen)
More than one survivor. Have you considered the possibility of "no one dies"? Obviously not 100% possible...but "not many..." maybe.
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Post by Millie Cartwright on Dec 14, 2015 21:18:53 GMT -6
Millie noticed the blue haired tribute smile at Gwen and then watched as she turned to ignore her. "Is there some sort of drama going on there?" she thought to herself. I don't relish the idea of watching another batch of tributes fight to their deaths. I'm going to do everything I can do behind the scenes this year to force a break in the arena's defenses. I can't promise anything but I'll die making it happen if that's what it takes. If you and your friends stick by Wren and his crew it should be a bit easier to get you all out at once. |
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Post by Millie Cartwright on Dec 14, 2015 21:23:45 GMT -6
"I already talked to Holly and Eloise so they might be someone you'd like to talk to," Millie added looking at Val, Gwen, and Wren.
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Post by Gwendolyn Fisk on Dec 14, 2015 21:28:38 GMT -6
Gwen glanced at Wren's boots. They were pretty nice boots. "Well I haven't been going around the past few days saying I was ready to die for no reason. I just thought a group like that came around once every few games. Didn't figure it would be the year I get chosen. Well, it's up to Wren and his gang really. I would have to talk to Val at least. What do you say Wren?" (Seen by Wren and Millie) |
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Post by Millie Cartwright on Dec 14, 2015 21:33:50 GMT -6
Millie turned to include Valeria in their conversation and spoke in hushed tones. Valeria, I was just asking these two if they would be willing to combine their alliances for the common goal of taking down the hunger games this year. Gwen seems to be on board we're just waiting to hear from Wren. |
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Post by Wren Hartwood on Dec 14, 2015 21:35:41 GMT -6
Wren was glad Gwen liked his boots. To: Eloise, Cal, Millie, Gwen. Val
We are the Phoenix Accord. No one dies, unless they attack us first. Our goal is to end the games. It includes Eloise, Sharlot, Cal, and myself currently. Millie has had a big role in it. Eloise and I have apparently both talked to Holly. She seemed interested, but unsure. Sharlot's hard to get ahold of...and Eloise is around sometimes but I can't wait for approval forever. Worst case, we need to scramble and plan tomorrow. Let me know if you want in.
OOC: I'm heading to bed soon. Sorry. Work early plus I'm sick. |
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Post by Eloise Sugarglider on Dec 14, 2015 21:48:28 GMT -6
"Sorry, I'm here. I've just been in my head a little bit." I'd be willing to take people in, of Holly, Gwen and Val I prefer Holly. Cal's fine but I plan on fighting my way out of this if it ends up they're all peacekeepers with an agenda. |
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Post by Valeria DeMasque on Dec 14, 2015 21:50:28 GMT -6
Val looked between the people standing around her whispering to each other. "I'm in if you are Gwen." she smiled, "this sounds like our best bet." |
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Post by Wren Hartwood on Dec 14, 2015 21:58:57 GMT -6
Wren smiled reassuringly at Val. "I meant for you to hear my earlier one...did you?"
I trust Cal. If anything happens, I'll take responsibility for him. I'm maxed out on attack (as well as spy & tactics), so if anyone comes at you or Cal, I'm going at them. You two are sorta my world at this point. You've taken place of a sister role. Cal...well he's something. I dunno. A friend. Haven't had many. Not sure how that works. Holly seemed interested, but not as open at least to me. Gwen seemed to hope this kind of thing would happen. Sounded almost like she wanted an accord to begin with. Do what you feel is best. We'll find out who's loyal soon enough.
OOC: last post for the night, sorry. I trust your decision-making. Add to alcove, or keep whispering into the night. Hell, use my room for one or two if you need to.
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Post by Eloise Sugarglider on Dec 14, 2015 22:01:31 GMT -6
"Tough crowd huh? I feel like everyone is getting a little stir crazy with tomorrow being the big day."  So I noticed Wren whispering to you. OOC: Did you get that cause he may have put your name as Val and not Valeria |
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