Kenpachi's just considering staying on the damn floor when the clown wheels over to chat some more. "Eh, it ain't so bad down here," he says after a minute. "At least I don't have to look at the damn screen anymore."
He hears another chair scooting towards him. Sure enough, it's Red. She peers around the clown. "You know, I'm pretty sure both of 11's tributes are dead already."
"Really?" Kenpachi can't be that surprised, honestly. He didn't expect much out of either of them and it would explain why Seeder isn't in her chair. "Huh. That was quick." Not that quick for his district, really. And he's willing to bet that it'll be a good long while before another outlying district wins after last year's tiny redheaded surprise. That was really something.
Speaking of which... "What was your name again?" he asks, squinting up at Red. Though the clown is welcome to answer too. Kenpachi doesn't remember his name either.
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21/2/14 02:13 (UTC)He hears another chair scooting towards him. Sure enough, it's Red. She peers around the clown. "You know, I'm pretty sure both of 11's tributes are dead already."
"Really?" Kenpachi can't be that surprised, honestly. He didn't expect much out of either of them and it would explain why Seeder isn't in her chair. "Huh. That was quick." Not that quick for his district, really. And he's willing to bet that it'll be a good long while before another outlying district wins after last year's tiny redheaded surprise. That was really something.
Speaking of which... "What was your name again?" he asks, squinting up at Red. Though the clown is welcome to answer too. Kenpachi doesn't remember his name either.