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 Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 7:57 pm
 Ardeur Esprit || "Phénix Coeur"
"It would seem so." Ardeur fidgeted, pulling gently on his hair, as the conversation lapsed into an awkward silence. He sniffed slightly, then glanced around, looking for a source of fire. Finding none, he sighed, wishing he had some matches, or flint and steel; something. He paced impatiently, turning sharply after five paces in each direction. Suddenly, he stopped.
"You're from eleven, aren't you? Yes, there's a certain air about you... What is your power?" He asked it more for something to talk about than anything.
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 8:02 pm
Rosaline Rosaline smiled, and without a word she willed the rose bushes by the door to grow and grow. She made a single rose reach out to Phenix, it was crimson and beautiful. The rose bushes were huge now, completely hiding the door frame in a blood red bouquet or roses. As for the rose intended for Phenix, Rosaline made certain that there were no thorns on this rose. "And you?" She was interested to see what Phenix could do. He had an air about him that was powerful, very powerful. But untamed as well, somewhat rugged.
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 8:06 pm
Ardeur Esprit || "Phénix Coeur"
As the rose came towards him, Arduer took it, gently snipping the stem to break it free, and cupped the delicate thing in his hands. He brought it to his face, kissing the petals softly, inhaling its wonderful scent, and he smiled. Lowering his hands, which still cradled the blossom, he spoke with soft, purirng words. "Fire. I can wield fire. All I need is a source." Once again, he cast his eyes about the room. "I can find none, sadly," he said, his voice hollow. He loved fire; playing with it, teasing it, wielding it. It was both beautiful and dangerous.
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 8:15 pm
Rosaline Rosaline's eyes widened a bit at the mention of fire. She hated fire with a passion. It destroyed many of their crops in District 11, but she wasn't going to mention this to Phenix. "That is a magnificent ability," Rosaline gave a weak smile. "I take it you like roses?" Her eyes stared directly into Phenix's, she wanted to know more about him. "Oh! I forgot to ask how you've been living in luxury here in the Capitol," Rosaline smiled as this thought popped into her head. Surly someone from District 12 would share her knowledge of hunger.
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 8:22 pm
Ardeur Esprit || "Phénix Coeur"
Ardeur noticed the momentary fear in Rosaline, but said nothing. He assumed it was because she controlled plants, and his power easily dominated and destroyed hers.
"I take it you like roses?" Her words were kind, yet amusing. He breathed a short laugh, then spoke. "Plants are wonderful things. Delicate, and easily broken. So fragile. So pure." He looked at her evenly, unblinkingly, studying her. She was interesting, certainly.
When asked about the Capitol, Ardeur snorted his distaste. "This place is so guady. They understand nothing. However, the food is a nice change. Though rich, it nourishes the body well, unlike what we can get at home." He thought ruefully of the months when they had eaten once or twice a week.
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 8:30 pm
Rosaline "You know, I have a lot in common with plants," Rosaline smiled dangerously. "Are you familiar with the plant called foxglove? It has a beautiful flower if I do say so myself. It also has the power to kill, accelerating the heart rate of any who is unfortunate to ingest it," Rosaline glanced at Phenix to see his reaction to her simile. She was warning him that she was not weak or easily broken. "As for the food, it is the best I have ever had in my life," Rosaline smiled now as she remembered the lamb she had had on the way to the Capitol. It was heavenly. "We didn't much chance to have meat in District 11."
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 9:13 pm
Ardeur Esprit || "Phénix Coeur"
Ardeur noted the way she pronounced every syllable, the way her lips formed the words, the slightest twitch of her dangerous smile. He returned it with an equal threat. "I am sure they burn beautifully." He resisted laughing at the small confrontation, and instead continued before she could respond. "We had meat in District 12, but it was only what we could catch. Stringy stuff, mostly. And almost no fruit. Mostly bread and water, if anything." He frowned for a fraction of a second, thinking he should not be conversing with someone he would most likely be hunting down in a few days, but he let the thought pass. They were not enemies yet.
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 9:27 pm
Rosaline Rosaline smiled at their quick exchange of threats, proving that neither of them was defenseless. "That doesn't sound pleasant," Rosaline laughed at the thought of this man trying to eat a squirrel. Her laughter was cut short at the opening of the doors to the training area. The rest of the tributes quickly poured in, and Rosaline was soon joined by Hauss, his familiar silence reassuring her. The tributes from Districts 1 and 2 looked strong and healthy, as usual. Rosaline's attention was automatically drawn to a small boy, who she remembered to be from District 6. 'Oh the poor thing, he's so young!' Rosaline thought to herself. The Head Instructor walked in front of them all, prepared to give a speech of some sort.
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 10:31 am
Head Instructor: Altas  Altas faced all of the tributes. "All right everyone, listen up!" His voice was loud and powerful. "You've had instruction from your mentors on what you are to do during your three days of training. You can visit any station you'd like. We have everything from swimming to gymnastics. You may NOT however fight with any of the other tributes. This includes mental assault," Altas shot a look at the tributes from district 10. They usually always had some physic representing them. "Now that I've said that, you may begin training. Remember, you only have three days before you preform for the Game Makers." ______________________________________
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 2:00 pm
 Ardeur Esprit || "Phénix Coeur"
As the room flooded with people, Ardeur lingered near the only other tribute he had spoken to from another district, Rosaline. He wanted to see what she could do; he thought she could be a good ally in the Games, for a time at least. When the instructor spoke to them, he suddenly felt breath in his ear. Cendre Vol
Cendre had slipped to Ardeur's side when the other tributes had entered the room. Her footsteps made no noise on the floor now; she was more careful to tread softly. She had stood just behind him, watching him carefully so she could move out of his way if he would run into her. When the instructor finished speaking, she remained invisible, but whispered into his ear.
"So, what should we do? Are we training with her?" He had jumped at her voice; she had frightened him. Smiling apologetically, she made herself visible, removing herself from her ashen world.
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 4:04 pm
Rosaline ____________________ Rosaline jumped a little when a girl materialized next to Phenix. She assumed that the girl was his district mate. Without waiting for an introduction Rosaline walked towards the gymnastics and balance station. She slipped into a leotard that was provided by the trainer at the station. Rosaline wanted to warm up with balance and flexibility before dealing with socializing with anyone else. Laying on her stomach, she brought her feet up to her head, contorting her body. Rosaline had grown flexible from climbing trees and stretching to get fruit. After stretching a bit Rosaline looked around awkwardly. She easily climbed onto the highest balance beam and walked across it with swiftly. When she attempted a back bend on the beam however her landing suffered a little and she fell onto the mat below her, uninjured luckily for her. Rosaline patiently listened as the trainer told her what she needed to work on, and then went back to the beam to practice. If the tributes from District 12 were paying attention or not she didn't know, but she had a feeling some of the Careers were. _________________________________
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 5:25 pm
Ardeur Esprit || "Phénix Coeur"
Ardeur had not answered Cendre right away. He watched Rosaline walking on the balance beam. She was graceful and delicate, much like the rose she had given him. He blinked, realizing he was still holding it, and tucked it into his pocket, trying not to crush the petals too much. Then he turned to Cendre.
"Come on, let's go train some. It'll be just like the days in the forest." He was trying to reassure her, even though he knew the Games meant death for both of them. They headed over to the weapons, and he picked up a long scythe there. Scanning the different stations, he saw that someone had lit a fire at a station about edible herbs. He grinned and stole a part of the flame, twitching the fingers of his left hand slightly to beckon them to him. When they hovered near his lips, he blew, and they billowed forth in a great burst of orange and red.
"Perfect," he purred, his eyes slightly narrowed. He closed his eyes and moved into the empty practice space, then began to attack the enemies he envisioned. The fire trailed along behind the blade of his scythe, forming great burning arcs. Sparks flew around him, dancing, and a rain of descending ash was in the air. "Dancing in the rain of descending ash, dancing on your grave, I'll see you all falling.
Dancing in the rain of descending ash, dancing in your dust, I'll see you all falling." Cendre Vol
As Ardeur began to work, Cendre picked up a long knife. She wasn't used to fighting people as much as she was used to fighting animals, but she did her best, making her movements fluid, fading from view, and using the shadows to strike when her enemy would be surprised. She knew she lacked strength, but she found she could feint pretty well. Still, she would never put on the kind of show Ardeur did. He was terrible and powerful but awesome to watch. "I court the loveliest of crimes. Say it as if it were true.
We've got the knife you left behind. Play it just like you do."
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 2:16 pm
Tacile _______________________________________ Tacile observed the male tribute from district 12. His mentor had obviously not warned him about showing off too much during training. Tacile noted that district 12 was looking powerful this year. He then turned to see the female tribute from district 11. She too would be a good ally to gain, and then kill, as was expected. Tacile walked to the male tribute from District 12, but still out of the range of the burning scythe. "I see you like playing with fire," Tacile chuckled lightly. ____________________________________
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 3:04 pm
Ardeur Esprit || "Phénix Coeur"
"When I get the chance, yeah." Ardeur hardly acknowldeged the other boy's presence, focusing on his training. He swept the burning blade dangerously close to the boy, just over his head, so that a few of his hairs were singed slightly. He hid a smile in his mind, keeping the focused, cold exterior on his face. "Dancing in the rain of descending ash, dancing on your grave, I'll see you all falling.
Dancing in the rain of descending ash, dancing in your dust, I'll see you all falling."
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 1:34 pm
Head Instructor: Altas After three days of watching all of the tributes train it was finally time to send them all off to stand before the Game Makers. The first 10 tributes went by rather quickly, and then it was time for District 11.______________________________Rosaline Rosaline shuddered as District 11 was called out. Luckily for her the male tribute always went first to the Game Makers. Rosaline smiled at Hauss as he left the waiting room. Absentmindedly she made the rose that was in her hair bloom. This rose happened to by a hybrid designed by her mentor, intended to capture the mind of any man, rendering him starstruck. Rosaline planned to use it to capture the attention of the Game Makers, who were probably bored out of their minds after twenty tributes.
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