He missed. He missed. He fucking missed him, that skinny mother-fucker! The bolt flew from Skye's bow and skimmed the Renard kid's arm, leaving a red scratch as it flew past. Goddammit! Goddammit! he yelled in his head. He probably would have said it aloud, but he was losing blood fast and didn't wa...

Renard backed up a little more, and had another stone. Skye was ready this time. When he saw the guy started to turn towards him (he was facing sideways; likely to avoid creating a large target), he rolled to the side. He groaned from the severe pain felt in rolling, but he steadied himself and shot...

Be prepared... Skye thought to himself, looking at the bush and holding up his bow, If he didn't move from behind that bush, then I'll have to push him around a little more. If he still won't cooperate, I might have no choice but to... He shook his head a little. No, no. He probably won't be back t...

The boy sat there for a moment, seemingly compliant, before speaking up confused. "You don't know my name?" Skye thought for a second. Should he know his name? He knew that a bunch of people from Detroit Central had been taken for the program. This kid looked kind of familiar now that he t...

Skye kept his crossbow aimed at the boy in front of him, making sure that he didn't try to escape. He looked around as the boy spoke. The kid mentioned some partner with a sniper, but Skye couldn't see anything. He's bluffing... he said, Then again, snipers aren't really supposed to be seen... He lo...

Skye had zoned out for a short minute, looking out at the water, so he was roughly snapped back into reality when he heard the voice playing in his ear. He cringed a little at first, then grabbed his ear and turned his head a little. "I love Verizon?" he said, confused. Then he stopped. He...

[ Yellow #1 - Skye Thsani: Continued from Trees, Trees Everywhere ] Skye walked through the forest with his bow loaded. He wanted to make sure that he was safe in case he ran into anyone. He might not have been able to hit the squirrel, but he was pretty close, and a man is significantly larger than...

"I'll fucking KILL you, you hear me you piece of shit!? I'll hunt you down! I'll find you! I'll fuck your skull, you cock sucking motherfucker!" Marcus shouted as Skye continued running. He was starting to run out of gas, and needed to find somewhere to duck down and hide quickly. Without...

Skye looked on at the bloody scene. It was like looking at a macabre painting - mostly red, accented by brown, with the glint of Marcus' yellow bandana thrown in for good measure. He couldn't manage to move; he just stared on in unadulterated horror. I shot him... he thought, I fucking shot him! Shi...

Skye started to walk back towards Marcus, reloading his crossbow. "So, should we just continue practici-" Suddenly, he was interrupted by a blunt object which hit him in the head. Shit! he thought, falling back a little. He closed his eyes and tensed up. He stumbled over a root that had be...

[[ Yellow #1 - Skyler Thsani, continued from Putting in Work ]] "Ah, fuck!" Skye called as he followed the other two, his heart pounding in his chest. His party-hardy ways were starting to take their toll on him. He wanted to take off his sandals, but that would require him to go barefoot ...

Skye sat back and ate another piece of bread as the other two men reacted to their friend's death. I feel sorry for them, but it's probably best to let them deal with it. I didn't know the guy, he sighed. Devonte was walking around, claiming that maybe the producers were lying to them. "They fu...

Skye sat back and watched his two allies fight over their drink as he continued eating. He was starting to feel less and less awkward as he got to quote-unquote "connect" with his new allies. They made a habit of ignoring him, but Hell, at least he didn't feel like It's presence was a hind...

Skye was getting rather hungry. He hadn't eaten anything since visiting the hospital, and even that was just a tiny cup of that fake ice-cream shit. It seemed that Devonte was going to delay his eating even longer by discussing something more with Marcus. Fuck it, I'm eating anyway, Skye said, sitti...

Skye stood back as the two of them talked. He didn't want to start anything, especially since Devonte had a gun and wasn't on their team. Gray? What kind of lame color is that anyway? The man got a raw deal, he thought to himself, trying to calm himself down, Still I can't say I'm any better off wit...