Singing_-(Mlollove)

She brushed some hair out of her face. Bit her lip. The usual symptoms of Dittany when she was deep in thought. Deciphering what Nachele had just said--thats what she was doing. Thankfully the girl added onto what she'd said and Dittany took advantage of it. She leaned down to make sure the other girl would hear her well enough and smiled brightly, "Sure, c'mon up!" she cheerfully said.

A few possible answers were present in Dittanys mind. She had a good feeling of what Nachele had meant, and an even better feeling she would answer it well enough to satisfy. Making herself comfortable to have a quick chat with her new acquaintance Dittany yawned. She would answer the question when she was sure Nachele was paying attention, as Dittany had a feeling it was important to the other girl. It would be a shame if I gave her some bad answer and ended up like making her upset or something, she thought semi-realistically. In a world where children fought to the death yearly, not everybody was so stable, and bothering one of the crazies was a bad idea.

Nachele seemed very deep in thought. Unsure whether to bother her with her mockingjay answer yet, or wait until the girl seemed to come back to earth, Dittany made a split second decision. She cleared her throat and let herself start talking, starting out slowly as to give Nachele time to get used to whatever incredible thing had just struck her or something. "I sing to it, I-My dad and my mother both used to sing to mockingjays so I do too. If I wait long enough, they pick the tune up. Its nice because they all have such personalities--such different ways of expressing theirselves..." she smiled. Thinking about it, mockingjays were pretty cool. Dittany felt lucky they had nearly accepted her as a source to get their music from.

Looking at the bright-eyed girl before her she felt bad. Obviously the younger teen had gone through some... stuff. Dittany felt her heart go out to the girl. Hopefully just hanging out will cheer her up, she thought. Dittan certainly enjoyed the Nacheles company (she did love people!) Dittany saw a little of herself in the other girl. She could be a friend... she thoguht hopefully. She was having a shortage of those right now.

Her smile faultered. It was slight now, tight and uncomfortable she gave a solemn nod. Oh yes, she remembered Chad Hale, what Nachele said was true, she remembered he had sung well enough that her mother had often swooned and told Dittany he sounded like her father. She remembered the look of pity in her mothers eyes when Chad Hale was chosen for the Hunger Games.

Dittany reached out to Nachele, she thought it would be nice to comfort the girl, "He sang. My mother often told me he was one of the best, I remember what happend to him too," she said as she stared deep into the other girls eyes, her grey eyes sad. After hearing so many people tell her they were sorry after her mother had died--Dittany refused to tell alnybody else in mourning she was sorry. It seemed so normal.

ooc- ill be gone till monday! sorry!

Dittany brushed her hair back. Scars were not too uncommon in District Eleven, and she would have dismissed Nacheles as a tree branch poking her, if Dittany hadn't witnessed the pain in the girls eyes. She somehow recalled a younger sister getting in trouble or something after Chad Hale had died. It had been a tragic story of a sister with nothing to live for after the death of her beloved brother. Dittany hadn't ever believed it, but watching Nachele she could see beneath the glamorization of the story, there was real pain.

She cleared her throat when the signaling whistle rang through the trees. Ash would expect her to be home, but she couldn't just leave Nachele. A brilliant idea struck her, "Would you like to have dinner with my older sister and me?" she asked. Ash was one of those girls who just knew everybody and if Nacheles story had been big enough,. she would recognize the tragic young girl.

If Nachele became her friend in the process, that would just be a good upside to inviting her over for dinner.

ooc- is it okay if at some point Ash, or Dittany mention Dittany had been a friend of Chads--maybe liked him?

Dittany was happy she'd cheered up Nachele, but she had to tell the girl now before somebody else did--before her grumpy older sister blurted it out. She grabbed the gilrs shoulder to make sure she stayed steady as she spoke, "Nachele, you're brother and I were friends, sometimes I wonder if we would have been more if he had lived," she spoke softly. Chad and her had been companions, goofing off and just causing riots. Neither spoke about family, or politics, or anything else--they had known each other too well to even ask. Dittany had always just clicked with the other boy.

Quickly as to cut off anything else Nachele had to add before they had some real fun, the older girl smiled, "Now my sister can be a little eh... grumpy, but please dont take her too seriously," she winked and then her hand was off of the girl, leaving behind the last evidence Dittany had even told Nachele about Chad and herself. She made her way down the tree quickly, not bothering to look up to see the girl she would take under her wing was following. She was too sad to do that.