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Celaes looks up in surprise as the two spiders fall to the ground in a heap, dead. A smile plays on the edges of her lips as she realizes the medicine has woken him up. The sight of him awake and moving meant one thing to her : he was alive. She shoots him a grateful glance before kicking off a spider that was perched precariously on the branch next to her. Stringing up another arrow, she prepares to launch it into an unsuspecting spider below and notices the brightly colored bird from her first hour in the game. She releases the string and laughs as the spider jumps and falls to the ground. Jumping over to the tree where the bird is perched, she extends her arm for the bird to cling to during the battle. The bird flaps its wings and pecks affectionately at her ear as she shoots off another three arrows from her new vantage point. Pausing, she whispers to the bird who takes off immediately into the fray to pull out the arrows she's already shot. Celaes watches anxiously for a moment, then dares to glance at Devault again.

Stares at him with a shocked expression as he climbs down to her.
"Um....yeah."
She holds out her arms and the bird flaps over to her, depositing all twelve of the previously used arrows. Ducking her head she speaks to the bird again and it takes off into the mass of spiders down below.
"Thanks. Your aim isn't so bad yourself."
Strings up another arrow and takes aim at a nearby spider, but waits for the bird to return with Devault's daggers.
"So. The meds worked? You're feeling alright...for someone who's been poisoned anyway..?"

She jumps a little as he puts his hand on her shoulder, her concentration so focused on the spider she hadn't noticed he'd moved so close.
"Alright...I guess you're right."
She losses her grip on her bow, but keeps her target until the bird returns and drops all three of Devault's daggers at his feet. The brightly colored bird lands skillfully on her shoulder and she removes the arrow from her weapon and stashes the bow and her sheath of arrows on her back. With a final glance at the spiders, she realizes they are fighting amongst themselves.
"Better to have them kill each other than pick them off from up here."
She smiles and moves over to the trunk of the tree, where the branches are thickest. Hoisting herself up, she grabs the hastily made backpack and drops back down to where Devault was waiting.

She blushes and struggles to hide it. The bird squawks at the sudden movement, but it's drowned out by the noise of the fight going on below.
"Dozens of fighting spiders tend to do that to a person."
She stands there awkwardly for a moment, wanting to wrap her arms around him as well, but she couldn't allow herself to get attached. These were the Hunger Games after all...still. She couldn't seem to make herself pull away either.

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She looks at him for a moment, then nods slightly.
"Yeah, I guess so."
She turns to hide her blush and leads the way across the pathway of branches to the clearing she'd been hiding before. It should be unharmed, the spiders' path took them directly parallel to it and unless someone else had taken up residence there, it should still be safe.

She sighs. It was only a matter of time before this came up, but still. She didn't like to talk about the past, yet for some reason she heard herself start speaking about it as easily as though she were talking to her brother.
"It's a bit of a long story, but long story short I grew up in District 12; average family, normal friends. Then one day there was a mine explosion, no more parents. That left me to take care of my brother, Alexander. I was 12 then. When I was 13 I figured out a way to get over the fence, even when it was on, and hunted with the nocturnal animals in the forest."
Pauses a little to smile at the memory.
"Four years later I'm walking across tree branches in the dead of night, no problem. Then the Games come along and here I am."
Glances over her shoulder to make sure he's keeping up alright.
"Not exactly the happiest story is it?"

She glares after him and stays in the branches of the tree, leaning back to look up at the stars that seemed so close from where she was.
So many dead already...and it's only the first day.
She sighs and jumps down to the ground. Luckily the area seems like a relatively safe place to crash for the night. As she looks around, she realizes she doesn't know much about Devault either...
"So what about you? What's your story?"

She sits down against a tree to rest just for a second and sighs.
"At least we're still alive."
Her eyelids begin to grow heavy and she starts to drift off to sleep. Just as she begins to dream she hears something. Her eyes fly open and she looks around sleepily.