Death Thread 2 (open)

•Alexia•

I see an old aquaintance, Jaybird. I haven't talked to him in a while, and I think it's time we re-met. I walk over to him, and open my mouth to say hi, when I see something on his shoulder.

Open-mouthed, I point at the awful, huge, shiny black spider on his shoulder.

(short, sorry)

((ooc: I just have to join this thread.))

Tom West

Tom walked through the streets of the District without being chased. It was his first time that he wasn't under attack by a psycotic Capitol spy or the peacekeepers. He whistled a tune as he walked. At first glance, he looked like a mercenary for the Capitol with his hood up and the many weapons that he carried on his person.

He was exactly the opposite. On closer inspection, someone would see that his face was covered with the grime from the forest and the clasp on his cloak had nothing to do with the Capitol. Tom's emerald green eyes flicked back and forth between people. Nobody could be trusted except for a chosen few. He turned onto a seemingly deserted street to see a girl brush a farmiliar looking spider off of her shoulder in front of someone he knew.

Oh god. Not her again! He thought in despair as he looked at Alexa. Hopefully she hadn't seen him yet. But he had to get to the other girl. The spider had definetly bitten her. He had come accross this species of spider many times in the forest and had seen it bring down a Peacekeeper without so much as a pinch. He quickly advanced on the two hoping that he wouldn't scare them.

Alexia

I'm not really listening to whatever Tom and Jaybird are saying. The spider is inching up my waist now and I'm pretty much frozen in terror. It's a little brown and black one. About as big as my thumb with stubby legs and slanted evil eyes. I bet this is happening all because Tom is here. He brings bad luck like a magnet. If he weren't here I wouldn't have a spider crawling up my tummy.

(I'm sorry its so short)

Alexa slumps to the ground in front of Tom's eyes. Oh God.he thought kneeling down and checking for a pulse. There was nothing. The skin was cold and the body was limp. He looked at Jaybird. "How do we explain this to Rey?"