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We're all Junkies((OPEN)) Feb 1, 2011 17:21:37 GMT -5

Post by BeyondSaving on Feb 1, 2011 17:21:37 GMT -5

Hayden

I'm Nothing Special

Here we go again. Another normal kid, working normally, in a normal district, in a normal world.

Yeah Right Hayden thought. The games were coming up soon, very soon, and he had a very very high chance of being picked. There were almost no 11 males this year available.

He grumbled low in an unsettled way, however what would happen would happen and that was not up to him. He had always been one to go with the flow, and knew he couldn't stop his name being drawn.

Hayden continued picking at grass blades and examining them, sitting out in the sun. It might have been a nice day, but it was cold and still very cold. He was lucky he could find anything growing at this stage in the year..

Last Edit: Feb 1, 2011 18:41:57 GMT -5 by BeyondSaving

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We're all Junkies((OPEN)) Feb 1, 2011 18:28:54 GMT -5

Post by annamarie on Feb 1, 2011 18:28:54 GMT -5

Dawn Telle

Dawn sat on a low stone wall, watching the tall boy in front of her with disinterest. He was... picking grass? What for? Nobody but cows ate grass. Unless he was somehow poking fun at the Capitol that they gathered the food for by saying that they were cows. Whatever.

She studied the boy closer. Had she seen him before? She must have. It wasn't like there were thousands of people in District 11 and she still had yet to meet them all. The dark hair with red streaks in the front would be hard to miss, and it seemed vaguely familiar. And he seemed about her age, so she would have at least seen him at school. What was his name? ...Hayden, that was it. Hayden Devitko. His older brother had been a victor of the Games a while back, and his sister had almost been in it, but Hayden still had yet to be reaped. There was a good chance he would be this year, what with the number of eligible males in District 11.

Dawn continued to sit, just watching. Her crutches rested against the wall, and she kept one hand on them so they wouldn't fall. She looked on as everyone was forced to work in the cold, dismal weather, and could've laughed. No matter how much pain her crippled leg caused her, both physically and emotionally, one good thing did come out of it. She didn't have to work.

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We're all Junkies((OPEN)) Feb 1, 2011 19:46:19 GMT -5

Post by BeyondSaving on Feb 1, 2011 19:46:19 GMT -5

OOC: Sorry for my misspellings and repeated phrases. I forgot to proofread, that and I'm just starting again. I loved how your character analyzed the picking of the grass to him symbolically calling the people "cattle" lol.
BIC:

This Blood on My Chest is Just Discolored Sweat
The Lone Boy

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Hayden was bored. He continued to walk on the crisp frozen ground, barefoot on the edge of his toes, arched back, face towards the ground picking up each blade of grass. Each tiny, single, brown and dried blade, different than the last. It wasn't like it had a purpose, it wasn't doing anything to help the production for the district, he was just keep himself busy. After picking up each blade, Hayden dropped it and picked up another.

He was just contemplating, thinking, analyzing. How could anything grow? He knew that the capitol had genetically altered crops that could grow a lot better in the cold, but honestly during this winter, how could anything grow. Their shouldn't have been any grass left. Brown and dried from the winter winds and cold, it shouldn't have been there at all. Even in this cold off season he could look around and see all the farmers around him, still at work cultivating the lands,turning up the dirt, gathering what crops were left and tending to the fruit trees. During the off season, they were getting ready for the new crops. He should have been helping too.

Hayden heard the clank of metal, and dropped what grass he had gathered, half turning and peeking over his shoulder. A girl. Hm. He knew her, he had passed her in school, though he had no idea of her name, or what she was doing. He was completely unaware of how she had injured herself. He was curios, but not enough to ask.
She was incapable of doing a lot, but surely they would have had her at some station, some field, doing something? Anything at all? Well he wasn't working either, seemed like in these months they just didn't care.

This girl was pretty, but not enough to hold his attention for too long, and after staring at her for a moment, questioningly, he turned his back to her, crossed his legs, and sat down on the cold solid ground to search the grass in wonder some more. Keeping his mind busy.

Last Edit: Feb 3, 2011 1:56:55 GMT -5 by BeyondSaving

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We're all Junkies((OPEN)) Feb 3, 2011 21:45:03 GMT -5

Post by annamarie on Feb 3, 2011 21:45:03 GMT -5

As Dawn sat, her mind began to wander. I wonder what Dusk is doing right now,[/color] she thought absentmindedly. Probably working in the orchards, like always. That was, unless he had decided to sneak away and goof off. He did that occasionally. Dawn would rather he didn't, because if he got caught then he might get in a lot of trouble, but she didn't exactly blame him. From what she had seen, life could get pretty boring when you're working.

As the boy picking grass turned to look at her, Dawn returned his questioning gaze with a hard, unemotional one. She didn't speak, though. For one thing, she didn't have anything to say; she was just a girl sitting on a fence for no apparent reason. For another thing, she had no interest in conversation. She hardly knew the boy and he had probably no idea who Dawn was, and conversations were boring enough without the initial introductions.

So still Dawn sat, feeling the cold air pull her hair sharply away from her face and flinching as the freezing temperatures sank into her bones. What was she doing out here, anyways? If she couldn't work, she should be sitting at home where it was warm. But no, her parents felt that she should be outside where she would hopefully "socialize". Hah. Like that was going to happen.

But finally, Dawn's curiosity got the best of her. Sitting in your thoughts could only be fun for so long. "What are you picking grass for, anyways?"[/size]

Last Edit: Feb 4, 2011 15:34:02 GMT -5 by annamarie

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We're all Junkies((OPEN)) Feb 4, 2011 23:10:24 GMT -5

Post by BeyondSaving on Feb 4, 2011 23:10:24 GMT -5

Realizing that the girl was actually talking to him at this point, Hayden stood upright and turned to give her his attention.

He was indifferent, but he wasn't rude. Just as he began to speak a gust of wind blew through and chilled him to the bone. Crossing his arms to keep his chest warm and keep himself from trembling too much
he answered "To be honest, I don't even know" he didn't truly knew, and that was his answer "Why are you injured and outside in the winter?" he countered.

OOC: Yeah I'm still working on picking up my muse lol

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We're all Junkies((OPEN)) Feb 5, 2011 21:37:54 GMT -5

Post by annamarie on Feb 5, 2011 21:37:54 GMT -5

So, even the boy himself didn't know what he was doing. Interesting. He didn't seem like the type of person who would do that. But you could never tell with people, especially boys. They seemed to be even more likely than girls did to look like one thing on the outside and be something else on the inside. Yeah, girls did that too, but guys seemed to do it even more.

Dawn considered the boy's question for a while before answering. Even when she did, it was with another question rather than an answer. "Are you asking me why my leg is injured or why I'm out in the cold when my leg is injured?" If it was the former of those two choices, she was going to be mad. For one thing, it seemed like everyone in the district knew about her leg. Most of them had been alive when it happened. For another thing, it was pretty rude to just ask someone you didn't know about their injuries. Heck, it was kind of rude to ask someone you did know about their injuries.

She figured he had been asking the latter, though. So, without waiting for the boy to anwser, she spoke again. "I'm out in the cold because I have nothing better to do and my parents told me I needed to get out and do something. That's the only reason. I don't actually want to be out here." Dawn wondered what he was going to ask next. Don't you have a friend's house to go to? No, she thought. No, I don't. Because my only friend is my twin. What else would you expect from a cripple? Especially one as anti-social as Dawn. No, no, she wasn't anti-social. She just preferred to be by herself and was absolutely fine with no friends.

Last Edit: Feb 5, 2011 21:38:55 GMT -5 by annamarie

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We're all Junkies((OPEN)) Feb 6, 2011 21:21:14 GMT -5

Post by BeyondSaving on Feb 6, 2011 21:21:14 GMT -5

Hayden stared at the girl inquisitively. This girl was odd, and cold. He could feel it, and he didn't like it. However, with nothing to do but-pick grass, he decided that he might as well play along.

He stood in front of her, as the sun grew weaker, and the day grew noticeably colder.
"Actually, I was sort of asking both I suppose. Are they keeping you out of the house, or do you just refuse to argue? Personally, if I was injured, I wouldn't leave bed. Not in this cold..."

He kept looking her. She seemed annoyed, and the thought of it put a giant, sideways grin on his face.

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We're all Junkies((OPEN)) Feb 8, 2011 20:49:24 GMT -5

Post by annamarie on Feb 8, 2011 20:49:24 GMT -5

Dawn cocked an eyebrow in the boy's direction, while still not making eye contact with him. What was he smiling for? Nothing was funny that she could tell. Then again, she hadn't exactly been an expert at detecting humor. Having never been a joker herself, she hadn't felt the need to try and understand jokes. "It's a bit of both," she said, deciding to ignore the smile the boy had sent her way. "They would probably let me come back in if I begged enough, but I'd rather not argue." Too much effort. "And if you had my injury, then you'd be in bed your whole life if you did that." Some people were so ignorant. They saw the crutches and assumed a broken leg, not stopping to see the leg itself. Heck, most of the time they didn't even stop to see the girl herself. Just the crutches.

But sometimes Dawn couldn't blame them. Sometimes she wanted them to see the crutches first. Watch them scurry away so they wouldn't have to offer any help. See them act like she wasn't there, and laugh inside. Laugh at there stupidity. Because there was a girl on those crutches. A girl with a brain. And someday, you never knew, she could be leading this district. And she would laugh in the faces of those who had ignored her, because they wouldn't matter anymore. Not when she was the most powerful.

Ooc| Aw, now we can't do this cuz he got ~~raped~~ reaped. Maybe he won't die? xD

Last Edit: Feb 12, 2011 16:34:33 GMT -5 by annamarie

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