Edema Rue
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“Maybe I would,” Rue said, opening the door to her room and stepping out.
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Rue snorted, temper flaring back up. “I don’t want your stupid sympathy.”
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Wren nodded. “You’re missing a few things about them. Just…do you know.” And then he stabbed her.
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Wren blinked at her, surprised. “Nothing? How well do you know your friends?”
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He looked at her, and for the first time she saw something…angry in his gaze. But then it was gone. He chuckled and shook his head. “Trust, stranger. Trust is a powerful thing.”
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He laughed. “I’m not bad at my job. Had to learn about their powers first.”
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“I have my orders,” he said again, wiping a smear of blood off his cheek.
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“Okay,” Rue says, then hesitates. “I’m…uh…sorry I snapped, earlier.”
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He dodged back, cursing. Then he threw a knife at her (at some point, he had circled back and grabbed the ones he’d already used.)
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“Good to know,” Rue said flatly. “Why are we still able to talk like this?” @Violet
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“Yup. Didn’t realize it was you until just now, though.”
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Rue blinked; she hadn’t realized he was the one singing. “What?” She snapped, then a little softer. “What?”
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Rue let herself cry for another minute, then stood up. She would not be weak. She would not give in. She wiped her tears. Perhaps…perhaps it was time to meet the newcomers.
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Hehe Exp knows everything… Yeah no GM’s but one or two contestants.
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Rue shut the door to her room, locked it, then sat down on a beanbag chair in the corner. (Every room in the Clinic had one). Her expression never changed from the harsh scowl, but a tear fell down her cheek, then another, then a whole flood of them. Weak, her mind still whispered. Weak. Useless. Redundant. Naive. She closed her eyes, listening to TAAron’s song.
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What do you mean?
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But now Wren was on the ground, hidden below the foliage.
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We all went in Anansi died, Eddie adopted his child, and Elan was knocked unconscious.
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Wren climbed a tree so quickly it almost looked like magic. Then he leapt to another, speeding through them with no apparent destination in mind.
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Rue froze, torn between terror and hope and shame. “I…” She pulled away. “If given the chance,” she said softly, “I won’t kill you.” Then she turned and walked away down the hall, towards her room.
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Wren skipped back nimbly.
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… @Ancient Elantrian help me
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Rue snorted. “You can all stop pretending,” she muttered, pushing past him and out the door.
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We’ve thought a lot about this…right now, they do became shades but they have to stay in the arena. So they can hunt other tributes, especially the ones that killed them because they have some sort of memory, but they can’t do anything to the gamemakers unless we’re dumb and come inside the arena again.
