Lotus Blossom
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"Tondon died?" Astra began confidently but her voice quickly died down into a whisper. Her face flushed, she hadn't expected such emotions tugging her mind. "How?"
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Astra winced at that. "Let's keep going. We need to find people. It's our only chance." Astra grinned. "Darling, did you perchance say Corin?" It had seemed ages ago when she had last seen that face. Astra believed, casinos were simply reveries. "Yes, right," she was snapped back into reality, pulled into the chaos. She tugged on the door with him. Astra's grin widened. She tossed her hair and beckoned to the others. "I suppose this is the way in."
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"I suppose we'll see if that holds true." @J. Magi
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@The Stormfather
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Astra noticed her own hunger and winced. "Good plan." @Edema Rue
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Astra's eyes brightened then went dull. "I- I'm not the only radiant dear." She looked around her. "They would have thought of that."
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Astra just nodded and kept her eyes ahead. @Edema Rue
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Astra took is back from him and helped him up. "We find anyone else alive." She grimaced.
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Astra rushed over and handed him the flower, helping him down and kneeling near him. "There's some left, I think, dear."
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@Edema Rue
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"Is this really the best time?" Astra called back, winded and out of breath but still running.
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"No idea, but..." Astra looked about her as she ran, "Safety in numbers, hm?"
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Astra's eyes widened and she grabbed Mark's wrist as he ran by her, sprinting alongside him with her shardblade in the other hand. "Let's find the other tributes."
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The shaking over, Astra stepped behind a geometrical shape, and eyed the conflict between Mark and KuLaam. Her eyes narrowed as she calculated her choices, lungs seeming too small for air, legs seeming too weak to stand. She glazed around the arena's happenings, with a new determination and energy seeping into her body. She had truly become a different person. Less confident on her facade. But more confident in herself. And then she summoned Rivia. @Unintelligenius @Edema Rue
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Astra snatches the rose from the air and spins to her attacker, KuLaam, using the stormlight for the surge of transportation (as a willshaper) to bring herself fifteen feet behind him, a safe distance to survey the area. @Unintelligenius She was too off-guard to speak to either of them, but she felt her sweat drip from her fist, which was tightly gripping the rose, and her heavy breathing. She caught Jaksyn's eye @LightRinger. She may not have been able to say it. But he knew. And she knew. Her life had nearly slipped from her in that ambush. And the stormlight had held her.
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Astra's eyes of shock are engulfed in flames of surprise at first, then, quickly after, sharp pain as the daggers slice open her left shoulder. So many faces flash across her eyes. Sawyin- Corin- Jaksyn- everyone just silhouettes in the dark red of her mind. She forced a smile and gasped silently for breath. (can radiants heal in the arena or is that too overpowered? @Edema Rue) With her remaining force she used her non-harmed arm to swing around the shardblade, hacking at her ambusher's calves.
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Astra falls to the ground with a wince as she brushes dust off her arms. Astra whipped her head around wildly, eyes filled with chaos. "Who's left?" Her breath slowed from its rapid pace.
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Ignoring his question, Astra continued. "Do you have any allies in this arena?" (oh whoops i didn't see this) Astra yelped in surprise, then anger, and lunged at the Casino door, pulling it open. @Edema Rue
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Astra quickly pulled away her arm with a wince, not avoiding a shallow gash on her forearm that smeared sticky blood. Her first blood drawn in the games. What luck. She held her shardblade in an attacking stance, but tried to make pleading eye contact with Tinker. "Stay away from the casino, dear," she said in a hushed voice, eyes alarmed and awake.
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Astra spun, and her eyes narrowed. She didn't quite notice it, but she used the surge of transportation to get to Tinker and reach out to clasp his arm. Her breath had escaped her. But she knew she had to do something. Or stop others from doing so. @Edema Rue
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Astra smiled bitterly, if only for a moment, and her fist tightened around her blade. Watch out. "Don't place empty bets, my dear," she whispered absent-mindedly, without intention of his hearing. Empty bets... If she were gambling the games... Who would she bet on? Who would she root for? Would it be the girl with the flask and the uneasy smirk? The girl with the frizzy hair and cigarette? Would it be an empty bet? How would she play this, if the power was in her hands? These thoughts... they swirled about her in a frenzy louder than anything before. Had she become the person she wanted to be? Had she cursed life for justice or fought for what she believed in? Had she complained or fixed? How would she see herself from the outside? Would she be scared of the mirror? Would she laugh at the small tribute, lost in the large arena? Watch out. If the power was in her hands. They're all watching me. How did it feel, to be the prey, not the predator? Corin's betting on me. How much could she take- could they all take- before their legs grew weak and mind grew clouded? Sawyin's betting on me. How loud could all these thoughts and voices be before she screamed? The game makers are watching me. Could she, once in her life, watch herself? Could she, once in her life, pick herself up off her feat? Rivia's counting on me. Could she be the willshaper she was? Or was that all lost? If the power was in her hands.... No, it was there. Somewhere. If she screamed loud enough.... One may even be able to hear it. Her hearbeat. She was still alive. She was still here. And she would still stay. Chains, they said....
