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E-12 stared at the pendant in E-4’s hand. There it was: the prize at the end of this bloody mess. It seemed so innocuous just sitting there in E-4’s palm, but E-12 knew there had to be something more to it. Something about it would, presumably, save the bearer’s life on the seventh day.

In all honesty, E-12 had to admit that her fingers had tightened around the hilt of her knife ever so slightly when E-4 was gifted the pendant.

No, she chastised herself. That’ll come later. She consciously loosened her grip on the weapon.

“Next?” she echoed E-4’s question. “I think we should get out of here. We don’t know where the blue people went and I’m not about to sit around and let them ambush us from the corn.” She glared from inside her mask at the few remaining blue team members standing among their sea of pink.

Now that the excitement of battle was over, E-12’s wounds were starting to ache. The stake stab she’d taken throbbed the most acutely, but her whole body hurt right down to the bones. She looked around and spotted E-5, the guy who had taken E-3’s bandages.

“Hey, when you get a chance, would you mind patching me up a bit?”

May as well get in with the new medic early on.

E-12's cell phone buzzed at her hip. She sighed and flipped it open, scanning the contents. It was already the second day? That ... actually wasn't so bad. They'd made it through one whole day with only one casualty. If things kept up the way they were going, odds were better than not that E-12 would make it.

E-7 watched everyone around him, E4 got the pendant, he sighed a breath of relief. At least one of them was going to make it. Watching everyone else when his phone went off he quickly retrieved it. Reading the message that was left there was a small frown. "Day two?"

Man this was going to feel like an eternity. He listened to the others around him. Some were asking for a medic, he nodded to himself. "After you get done with those worst wounded... could I get at least a small patch job?" He fidgeted asking the question he was some what unsure if he should even ask it.

Though something was starting to make him paranoid about being out here. "We should figure out where we're going next." He said suddenly realizing that the fog had lifted. You could see the pink tent like a beacon, and he thought he could kind of see a few other landmarks.

E-5 wasn't sure how he felt as he saw the pendant go to E-4 it was more as if mixed emotions were running all together at the same time. One urged him to take it for himself, the other was happy to see his teammate get the pedant, and another was concerned she was now going to be marked for the rest of the five days (or so the cellphone said when he had checked it a few minutes ago). He was lost in thought until one of his teammates called out his name reminding him the bandages he still held in the pack that belonged to their former teammate.

"Alright, since there is only one of them and I can't get to everyone at once and I feel like sitting out here is a bit too open to just move freely those how need healing head back to the tent if you don't need any help feel free to follow the Blues or follow us to the ten." He replied not wanting to linger too long he wasn't sure how badly everyone was injured but he was reassured they would all need a little help. He only hoped he wasn't a complete and total idiot when it came to wrapping others up, he did a somewhat decent job on himself right? So maybe he could handle this he only hoped that he had enough for everyone.

[E-5 is exiting thread and going to tent, BIG help if you post your hp]

"Well well now..." E8 said he slowly eased his way on to his feet as the booming voice filled the air, as sign that this event was finally over, but that new ones would be hitting them soon enough no doubt. For now however, all attention was on E4, that pendant and what to do next. Though, he was sure others had thoughts of backstabbing, just running up and taking the pendant for themselves. It was only human nature of do anything for survival, but what would be the point? He was sure some would just suppress their thoughts until the final day or days came along. He however would just skip that party unless necessary.

Pocketing his dagger he stretched and then turned to wave a hand in an uncaring manner. "I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm just going to follow this crowd and head back to the tent. Good luck to those of you going elsewhere, if anybody. Hopefully we will run in to each other again, on good terms at least."

Humming to himself, E8 whipped out his phone as he followed the other two, a snort being released as he read the message.

'Well that's a nice reminder...'

[E-8 is exiting to the Epsilon Tent]

E7 watched as his other team members left to the tent, he hurried to catch up with them. "Wait up for me!" He cried as he jogged after them. Starting to watch his surroundings more carefully than what was in front of him since the phone mentioned watch out for shadows.

This wasn't good.

[Exiting to Pink Base Camp]

Oh, she did not want to move. E-1 watched as the others slowly left the scene of the battle, and reluctantly shoved herself to her feet. Probably for the best. Besides, there were cots back at Ep HQ.

E-1 forced herself to jog after her team-mates.

[Exiting to Epsilon Tent]

They'd left her. All the Beta's were gone. When did that happen? B9 ran off and tried to find someone to be with. This place was messed up and she didn't want to be alone.

[B9 exiting to travel thread]