The Stadium (In the Process of Ending/No longer accepting)

Ivan Kirill (I'm basing this post off of the implication that Ice wishes to stay mute.)

"Great," Ivan announced as the girl stood up. He offered out a hand to help her up. She stumbled and fell a bit into his side. He expected this and threw a hand around her shoulder to help her walk. "What's hurt," he asked casually.

Ivan scanned her quickly but didn't see any blood. Still she didn't answer, so he figured she should be fine in a moment. Soon, before they even reached the group again, she was walking on her own.

"Name?"

No answer.

"How about I call you Mouse."

No answer.

"I'm going to call you Mouse if you don't say anything."

Ivan smiled and looked back at her. She still wasn't talking. He just shrugged and folded his hands behind his head. He was still a bit sore from the obstacle course, but wouldn't admit that. He was a bit singed in some places and his arms, especially, were burning. He waited again for the girl to answer, but she didn't.

"Alright then, Mouse. You'll answer to Mouse from now on, got it?"

Silence.

"Good."

Ivan led Mouse up to Cassie, who had returned from wherever she was. She immediately smiled upon seeing Ivan, but the smile wavered a bit at the sight of the newcomer.

"This is Mouse," Ivan announced before sitting back on the ground. His body was really sore. It was all that rope climbing... and the fire. Yeah, the fire. "She's going to be joining us so do whatever. I don't care."

I was scared for a moment when Ivan asked me Questions.I really wanted him to know I had smoke in my lungs and was holding was refraining. From coughing.
My mind was all like" make a sentence. Make a sentence and answer him!" .But I was just too used to saying words. I looked up at him and see him kind of wince from pain.
. I met up with his other team mate. Was this the bread baker? ( I forgot everyone's names except Jesse and Ivan who stood out.)
I was going to do this.im going to ask Ivan where he's hurt with a sentence but when I opened my mouth ,"ok?" I asked him.I really was stupid how was he supposed to understand! I couldn't hold back my coughing any more.

Cassie Brown

After a bit of begging, Ronaldo gave me a new set of clothes and some water to wash my hair in. He was so nice, I take back all those "He's so creepy" thoughts I had about him earlier. As I was walking back in my new clothes I saw Ivan approaching, which lit my face up like a Christmas tree, but he also had another girl with him. The smile strained a bit and I took a sip of the water I had left over from washing my hair.

"This is Mouse. She's going to be joining us so do whatever."

Ivan then sat down on the ground and I was half pressed to bother him, but turned on our new member.

"Hello," I smiled. "I'm Cassie, or Cass if that's easier. Um.. welcome.."

She was just looking at me, looking strained. Maybe she got hurt during the obstacle course and was tired. Wow, that cough does sound pretty serious. "Water," I offered. I handed her the water and, to my surprise and minor disappointment, she drank it all. But that must have meant she was very tired and needed the water more than me. I helped someone, I should be proud of myself. Speaking of help, where was Micah? He looked like he was in some serious pain, poor thing... I should have saved some water for him, but I doubt Ivan would like me fraternizing with the enemy. Plus his teammates can take care of him.

I hope no one got hurt on the course. Where's Drake? Oh, I hope he's not dead. I'd miss Drake even though I don't know him and I'm supposed to kill him and he probably thinks I'm a worthless twit. Death is scary. I'll probably die... Ivan will probably kill me. I wonder how he would look before he takes my life... amazing probably. I hope it doesn't hurt...

"Ms?"

I snap back to reality and laugh nervously. Mouse is starring at me weirdly, holding out the empty bottle.

"Oh! Oh.. Okay. Thanks."

Before she can give me any more weird looks I sit on the floor and play with my hair. I've got to stop spacing out like that.

Rutila "The Black Dagger" Rida

It was time to do my between round intel collecting, I lingered some distance away from Ivan, Cassie, and who they call "Mouse". They were loud enough to the point I didn't have to get close to listen in.

Next was Octavius, who wasn't looking in the best condition. there were barely any burn marks but as he stumbled in I could tell he hurt his ankle. I went up to assessing his injuries closer, no words were said.

*So sorry I didn't post yesterday; technical troubles. Please tell me if I get something wrong because I kind of had to skim a bit.*
Drake-
The race begins, and everyone starts scrambling around, but I linger back to watch a second and size everyone up; it's the first round, I'll have time to win later. I see MaskFace jumping over the barbed wire and decide to follow her, but stop suddenly when we reach the next station. Fire. I instantly reach to the scar on my cheek, shaking. I stand there, doing nothing and fighting hysteria until everyone's almost done with the round. Come on, Drake, move! I force myself onto the tires, not paying attention, just running and trying to get through this as soon as possible. I scale the wall pretty easily and let myself drop on the other side, landing like a cat, but still being jarred by the impact. I race to the end, dead last, heart racing. But I can't stop running, because the fire came with me. I'm on fire.
I rush to the girl next to Cassie and grab the water in her hand, dumping it on my burning leg. My heart's beating so hard that it hurts and I don't realize I'm screaming until silence falls.
Breathing hard, I look around and see everyone staring at me.
"Shut up," I say, my voice ragged. I limp to a corner, and start rocking back and forth, holding my head. But the fire is still with me. It's still inside me, burning on my eyelids, searing my memories. I can still see her, as if it was yesterday, though I can't even remember her face anymore. I can still see my mother on fire; can still hear her screams.

Octavius-

The filthy girl with the mask came up to look at my injuries. I let but didn't say anything to her. She didn't say anything either.

I was astonished by my poor performance. Oh, Father would be mad. He would give me a big lecture on how I'm not as good as my brothers and I need to work harder. I pulled my face into an unreadable expression. I didn't want anybody to think I was weak.

(Bookworm DT ASAP)

Rutila "The Black Dagger" Rida

I walked away from him and went back to Jesse and Micah, I saw the thug cross the finish line. He looked worse than when he started, if that was even possible. Jesse and Micah were talking as I came back.

"I've done my intell collecting, and were probably the best looking candaites so far other than Cassie, and "Mouse" as Ivan and Cassie likes to call her has become mute." I said in a quite but upbeat tone.

Drake-
Finally, taking a deep breath and trying to act natural, I walk back to Cassie, Ivan and the other girl. I'm embarrassed for freaking like that, so I try to act more collected.
"Sorry about that," I say then turn to the other girl, "so are you in our alliance now?"
"Yeah, this is Mouse," Cassie answers for her. I hold out my hand for her to shake it. She stares at it and I awkwardly drop it.
"Hi, I'm Drake," I say. She's definitely very quiet.
"So who won?" I ask.
"Umm, I did," Cassie says. I raise my eyebrow.
"Really? Congrats," I say. I still feel jumpy and wish there was around for me to steal to help calm my nerves.

Jesse-

I smiled, "Yeah, you just gotta keep a steady pace. That's how I came in second." I shrugged. "Good job to both of you guys." I said smiling at Micah and Rutila.

what was going on? ever since i joined ivan and his group people were coming up to me and talking to me. i liked it better when they ignored me , but then again...i liked this feeling of being paid some attention to. i walked away from the group to have some time of my own to think. the sun was setting. in the end i was admiring the sky instead of thinking. i smiled a little, but quickly wiped it off my face. i was suppose to be emotionless. thats the only way to survive.

Ronaldo Gransona

The round ends, too quickly in my taste, with the baker girl winning.

"Ladies and gentlemen, our winner," I announce, showing her picture on the giant screen outside my booth. "Cassie Brown!"

The audience cheers, rising to their feet. A smile spreads across my lips as I think of the next round.

"Now, for an interlude! The contestants will be taking a short break! Please, help yourself to the concession stands and relax!"

Spoiler

Ps. the break is only an hour long. Gary will come back down to the gladiators and lead them back into the foyer reserved for them. There will be couches and food waiting for them.

Drake-
I watched the new girl they called 'Mouse' walk off on her own. She looked pretty beat up, but alot of it looked like it existed from before today. For some reason that made me extremely mad. The sunset lit her face, and for less than a second, I thought I saw her smile. Then it was gone; like it had never been there, but I know it had because for that second, my heart stopped. I walked up to her.
"So, can you talk or do you just choose not to?" I ask. She stares at me.
"That's cool, that's cool," I say, getting a weird frightened-horse vibe off of her and still not sure which was the truth. If she didn't want to talk to me, that was fine. I really didn't want to be talked to.

Rutila "The Black Dagger" Rida

I nod, and hear Ronaldo's announcement, everyone turning to him he leads us to a mansion like building. I recognized it from my first time here, we went inside and it was a comfy place we will soon be greeted by our host of the evening. Jesse and Micah is right behind me as Jesse carries Micah since his ankle is still bad. everyone else following behind us.

Jesse

I walk in with Micah in my arms. I set him down on a couch and tell him to rest his foot on a pillow. I get an Ice pack and slowly press it to his ankle, smiling at him.

We get into this fancy-shmancy room. I have to admit I'm impressed, but I don't want the others to know that, so I merely glance around and shrug, giving a pretty good impression of someone disinterested in their surroundings. Still, I scope the room for valuable things because that's what I do. Gold candalabras could be worth something, but they're pretty huge. I turn back to Mouse. She looks even more beat-up in the light of the room, and I clench my fists. I get angry easily, but usually it isn't things like that that make me angry. I must be getting worse. Oh well; anger can carry you farther than hope sometimes.