Heel

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Characters: open to characters who signed up for the Heel event
Setting: a familiar labyrinth
Format: any; party style
Summary: A game of hunters and prey.
Warnings: potential for violence, gore, angst, etc.

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HI

[regenleif]

[Capell felt slightly ill. He had no known at all what the note meant, but he had gone without struggle.

He very soon regretted it, though the note had given him very little choice. Still as he walked, sword in hand, feeling strange in the gown he had been given, he wished he had tried harder to not come.

He didn't want to kill anyone, even the fear of his friends being brought to this place was not enough for him to hunt innocents. His friends would not want him to hunt innocents, to hunt anyone.

He saw the small figure, looking as uncertain as he felt and noticed the scars.] Hello?

'ello

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[Her gave lifted at the sounds of someone's voice, and she turned.

Capell wasn't someone she knew enough to feel safe around. The sword in his hand didn't help matters. But with her own sword in hand, she really couldn't complain.

Also, please stop staring at her scars.]

Uh... h-hi there. You g-got s-stuck in this t-too?

Re: 'ello

[regenleif]

[He nodded, doing his best to keep the sword low and not threatening, despite the fact he had no where to sheathe it.] Yes, it seems so. They didn't exactly give us much choice.

[stitchedupbodyguard]

Well, t-this is...

[It's... it's certainly something. Being thrown in a maze to hunt people. Were they expected to work together? She couldn't tell.]

So... d-d-do you t-think we're s-supposed t-to...

[She gestured to her sword, than to his. We're they supposed to fight over this?]

[regenleif]

[Capell blinked, also looking from his sword to hers, and then shook his head] I'm not planning on fighting anyone. [He frowned] Or hurting anybody.

[stitchedupbodyguard]

Well, o-okay then.

[Was there a bit of shame in her voice? The fact that she had to do this, that she was going to kill an innocent... it left a bad taste in her mouth.]

What d-do y-you plan to do t-then?

[regenleif]

I don't know. [He shrugged] Staying alive was on my list, but apart from that, I don't know.

[stitchedupbodyguard]

M-me neither, h-honestly.

[She sighed, eyes downcast on her blade.] Do you... t-think any p-prey will come by?

[regenleif]

I don't know, hopefully they are all well hidden by now. [Hopefully, he knew he wasn't going to try and attack them, but he couldn't say the same for the others who had been chosen as hunters.]

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[Speaking of others who had been choosen as hunters...]

Y-yeah, hopefully...

I... don't w-want t-to hurt any of them, but... what if w-we h-have to?

[regenleif]

We don't. [He shook his head] We don't have to, it's our choice and we can chose to leave them alone.

[stitchedupbodyguard]

Right. But...

[There's that uncertainty. Perhaps she's not the one to be telling not to kill.]

I-I h-have to, for my friends.

[regenleif]

[He blinks at her sadly] Are you worried they will bring them here?