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There's A Moment You Know - [Geebs] Jan 15, 2012 19:40:49 GMT -5

Post by Tori on Jan 15, 2012 19:40:49 GMT -5

Jessyca Wichen
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One. Two. Three. Four. Her footsteps echoed of the walls of the hallway in Sector Three. She had finally just gotten out of a meeting with one of the rebel agents. It had been about recruitments. Not just for the team, but for the district. Did the heads actually think that there was a chance of recruiting people for District Thirteen? That meant leaving the district and sneaking into other ones. The agent, Dyrius, had said that they were looking for spies to be placed in various districts and take on the job of trying to recruit and relaying messages about the current well-being of the district. Jace had been chosen as one the members they were looking at. And she understood why perfectly.

She had no living relatives, she had no home. If she was to be caught or killed, she would not be missed. No one would even notice her absence. It was just a plus that she was also gifted with a few select weapons and knew how to stay hidden if she wanted. But they were interested in having people who had nothing else left lose take on the most dangerous positions they had. She had to admit though, the offer did sound damn good. There would be no boundaries to where she could be, and no confined areas. It would almost be like starting a new life. And if she did well, there would be something to come back to. And maybe she would actually have a reason for living.

One. Two. Three. Four. She started counting her footsteps once again, hoping that they would take her mind off the offer she had just received. Her khaki cargo pants clung to her legs, the various pockets held items that she deemed a necessity to carry. Instead of a tank top like she almost always wore, her torso dawned a black, form-fitting t-shirt. Jace had left her jacket at home, but she didn’t need it anyway because it wasn’t that cold in the sector. In place of her usual combat boots were white sneakers. They didn’t have a trace of dirt on them because she had just purchased them the day before yesterday. It had been time to get a new pair. She turned right into a more open part of the sector. People flowed in and out of shops built on this level. Wishing she had her hood to pull up over her head, she continued on her way counting her footsteps. One. Two. Three. Four.

[ooc: Sorry it's so short. I wasn't sure how to start off.]

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Last Edit: Jan 15, 2012 19:43:13 GMT -5 by Tori

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There's A Moment You Know - [Geebs] Jan 16, 2012 12:44:37 GMT -5

Post by sbeeg on Jan 16, 2012 12:44:37 GMT -5

"The time has come," the Walrus said, "To talk of many things- of shoes and ships and sealing-wax- of cabbages and kings"

God, why is it so hot today? Here I am trying to pull off the sophisticated I-have-money-to-buy-things man and the whole facade is falling apart! See, I have this jacket, it's pretty nice and it's real manly and gets the chicks. However, it is real thick and so FREAKING HOT. I must have lost, like, five pounds already just standing in Sector Three with the stupid thing on! Luckily I can adapt to different situations very well. I yank the dreaded thing off and throw it over my shoulder, hanging onto it with one finger. Now I got the Workin' Man look. I have so many different looks, you know.

However, the sweating isn't stopping. I try to push back my hair only to end up wiping my hand on my pants to dry my palms. So now I'm the, uh, sweaty working man. Girls like sweaty guys right? Whirling around, I check my reflection in the glass of a shop window. My hair is a lost cost- but I still have the sideburns. Thank god for those. Looking over my shoulder I see a group of young women who look like they may be interested in a Sweaty Workin' Man.

One of them must of had bad experiences with sideburns because she tried to slap mine off... only she missed and hit me in the nose. Hard. Needless to say I got out of there, trying to catch all the blood that was flooding out of my nose. Stumbling backwards, my jacket started to fall out of my hands and I tried to catch that, but blood was everywhere and I kept running into people. Finally, I caught my footing. Looking down at my hands covered in blood more of the red stuff fell out of my face and landed on the white shoes of the person in front of me.

"Sorry bro, I-" only when I looked up it wasn't a bro. A girl- an attractive girl. A really attractive girl. Oh God, I hope she likes sweaty, bloody men.

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There's A Moment You Know - [Geebs] Jan 20, 2012 12:27:03 GMT -5

Post by Tori on Jan 20, 2012 12:27:03 GMT -5

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Language rating: pg-13

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Her voice was louder than she had anticipated and the words spilled out of her mouth without a thought of what proper etiquette should be in the scenario. A man had come out of nowhere and ended up face down dripping blood all over her shoes. Her new, clean, white, expensive shoes. Her words were full of disbelief now. “Are. You. Shitting. Me. What the hell is your problem?!”

Blood was practically pouring out of the man’s nose when he stood up. It looked as if it might have been broken. But that was his problem, not hers. Jace did not have time to waste pathetic men who don’t have the decency to avoid a fight and instead ran into people in the middle of the sector bleeding all over them. Now, however, it seemed that he had made it her problem as well.

“Are you absolutely mental? What is wrong with you?” she yelled at him as he stood up. There was probably a lot more people watching them than she would have liked, but Jace was past caring now. She had spent good money on those shoes. Money that was hard to come by. And she would be damned if this guy was going to get away with ruining them. “Excuse me?” Her voice sharpened when the man did not answer immediately. Jace glared at him with all the force she could muster. There was nothing else she could do because they were in such a public place.

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There's A Moment You Know - [Geebs] Jan 20, 2012 20:02:40 GMT -5

Post by sbeeg on Jan 20, 2012 20:02:40 GMT -5

"The time has come," the Walrus said, "To talk of many things- of shoes and ships and sealing-wax- of cabbages and kings"

So... she's not into sweaty blood men. I couldn't help but wince at the sharpness in her voice. I tried to stop the flow of blood still falling from my nose but it was useless. My finger ran along the edge of it and found my nose crooked and bent in ways I wasn't accustomed to. Shit.

The girl was snapping at me, demanding questions but mainly just screaming profanity. Eventually she decided she'd actually like an answer out of me. I tried to make up some kind of bull shit to get out of there but the words froze in my throat. This girl was really scary and I was afraid I'd say something stupid and get punched in the face... again. Of course, they may straighten my nose.

"Excuse me?" the girl asked sharply. The anger in her voice made me vomit words everywhere.

"I'm sorry- see a girl hit me in the face it was an accident. I'm sorry I bled all over your shoes, they're very nice shoes. I wish I had shoes like that. I'm soooo sorry for calling you a 'bro' too. I don't know what to do to fix it just don't hurt me PLEASE," closing my eyes and shrinking away I prepared my face to get yet another fist in it. Today was just not a good day to be the extremely attractive, and a little bloody, Will Denton.

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There's A Moment You Know - [Geebs] Jan 22, 2012 19:38:12 GMT -5

Post by Tori on Jan 22, 2012 19:38:12 GMT -5

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Jace scowled as the man started to explain. Her eyebrows narrowed and she looked at him with as much distaste as she could muster. "I'm sorry- see a girl hit me in the face it was an accident. I'm sorry I bled all over your shoes, they're very nice shoes. I wish I had shoes like that. I'm soooo sorry for calling you a 'bro' too. I don't know what to do to fix it just don't hurt me PLEASE.” The man shrunk back from her and covered his face as if she was going to hit him again.

Might be a good idea. For a moment she took pity on the guy. But it was no doubt his own fault that he brought about the punch that was delivered to his nose. She reached forward and pulled his hands away. Before he bring them back up, she grabbed his nose and pulled at an angle. There was a CRACK as she felt it slide back into place. No doubt he’d be whining about that pain in a moment’s time.

She ignored him as she rubbed the blood off her hands. Her gloves seemed to be stained with the small trace of blood, but it didn’t matter much. They had been stained with a lot worse. “I expect you will be paying me for a new pair of shoes. It’s the least you can do after being so rude, and me setting your nose back in place, ya scumbag.” Still pulled the guys off her hands and shoved them into her left pocket. The crowd around them was beginning to diminish now that they realised nothing of extreme importance (or interest) was occurring.

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There's A Moment You Know - [Geebs] Feb 4, 2012 21:13:04 GMT -5

Post by sbeeg on Feb 4, 2012 21:13:04 GMT -5

"The time has come," the Walrus said, "To talk of many things- of shoes and ships and sealing-wax- of cabbages and kings"

My eyes were squeezed tightly shut so when I felt something on my arm I didn't know exactly what it was. It was not a punch and that was the only thing that mattered at the time. Opening my eyes, I saw her gloved hand gently pushing my arms away from my face. Maybe she really does like sweaty, bloody guys! Letting out all the tension in my body I opened my mouth to thank her for not, like, throat punching my or anything and then-

"OH MY GOD! WHAT THE HELL! SWEET PEACHES- WHAT THE FUCK. GAHHHHH OH MY ASFDSLNKFSD WHYY FFBKJFG YERDGIKUFG," at least I think that's what came out of my mouth as the incredibly hot but scary girl grabbed my broken nose and did a fucking 180^o on it. I... sort of... collapsed onto the floor, withering in pain and maybe crying- MAYBE.

Well, while I was flailing around on the ground, scary lady just tugged her gloves off all cool like and sad that I owed her. Hold the fuck up- what? I stumbled to my feet (after a few failed attempts) and caught up to her as she started to walk away.

"Hey- hey you! Scary lady!" oh fuck, did I just say scary lady aloud? Fuck. Hoping she did not hear that part, I caught up to her and placed a hand on her shoulder- which successful got more of my blood on more items of her clothing. "Listen- I don't have enough money to by myself new shoes- much less a high maintenance broad like yourself."

Wincing at my own words I shut my eyes, tensing my body again in preparation as I muttered, "I'm going to get punched again, aren't I?"