She's as Cold as Ice <> Devil's Clock <> Day II

[Arrow]

Amelia Larson <> District Five Female

    A bomb breaches reality bringing news of death somewhere within the confines of this man-made world. Amelia feels her stomach shift at the thought of either Rachel or Crys dead sinking towards the bottom of this land's frigid sea. Elliot she imagines is still safe, still with breaths filling his lunges to the brim. Out of all the others, he seems the strongest and most capable of her allies. However, as she discovers with every mistake that even the slightest shifts in certainty can create disastrous results. Perhaps he fell into the water as well, maybe he didn't make it back to the surface. The idea makes her head shake in disbelief. It's not that the young blonde cares for her allies, but in order to ensure herself the best opportunity to reach the end she needs them alive at least a little longer. Then again, she herself also needs to find safety away from the dangers of this internal maze.

    Amid the howling of the winter wind Amelia pushes onward, her body breaking under the stress of constant shaking. Inside her mouth she can feel her teeth clenched tightly together. Inside her body she can feel her breath tightening, slowly loosing control to the cold. Yet despite all these physical flurries, Amelia forces herself forward. She can sense an end to the hell of this miniature mayhem approaching her with each step she struggles to take. Lightning and Chaos are Victors, they wouldn't throw their Runners into a Mini Maze with no chance of exit. They'll design it like the very one they had to escape. 

    "I'm not d...d...dying... to...today..."

Rolling to see if this one handed mess escapes
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{Escapes}

Amelia's Current Damage: 49/100

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[Kaplan]

I try to see the light and push the darkness back

Rachel was starting to get nervous as the maze drew on. She just hoped that they would find an exit to this mini maze, soon. It was starting to scare her, and Rachel rarely got scared. She wasn't easily frightened, but this was actually bringing fear into her mind. Now, looking for an exit was the only thing on her mind.

"We'll get out of here, Crys. Don't worry," she said.

[Rachel's Current Damage: 38/100]

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Roll to see if Rachel escapes
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{gets lost}

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[cameo]

Crystal Moth ~ D4F Runner 

Confidence assures from the likes of my only remaining teammate, but even such spoken optimism sounds to be delivered from a shaken core - especially when physical evidence doesn’t support the claim. Previously ventured paths appear to repeat before us, iced corners seemingly identical to the ridges past ones pertained, dents of lost hope glistening all the same, though perhaps it was simply the Capitol’s trickery guiding my vision. A sigh inflates the coldness of my chest, tempting to warm the bones frozen to the ultimate depths, and rid of the pessimism creeping upon me by agreeing with Rachel in the nod to follow.

“We will. Wouldn’t be very interesting show if we freeze to death in here.” A sarcastic grin even slithers across my shivering cheeks, facading the worry I’ve never pertained before within a life or death situation. But here and now, a lot more then solely my existence dwindles upon the fates - just how it was in the opening of this damn thing where we already lost one of us. Lips part in preparation to ask about Lullaby, and the bond Rachel and her obviously pertained, until notice takes way to the snowy blindness collapsing upon us once more. “Damn it, they’re trying to split us again.” Warns in hesitation, but will they succeed again?

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{Stays with the Group (well what remains of one lol)} 

Crys's Damage: 59/1001-10