Material "Run" (cinder)

Illiana had red-rimmed eyes, but with her expert, putting-on-of-make-up, the black liner did a pretty good job of covering it up. Seeing as how Illiana didn't go to school, and wasn't allowed to socialize, she had taken a great liking of only a few people, and one of them was her. Vanity was something that had come after boredom for the teen. She swept her baby-blonde hair out of her face, shuddering to think of what a mess the usually put together girl looked like.

Today was a big day. Today Illiana Annwn, formerly of the Cain household was running away, off to find out the truth behind her odd connection with the newest District Two female Tribute, Arcadia London. It wasn't just that the girls looked like family, it was the way she had just felt this tug in her heart, las though somehow she knew the other girl. After the discovery the two could indeed be related, as she certainly wasn't a blood-relative the the Cains, heart-broken Lana had decided to leave. She had places to go, first off to the ruins of District Thirteen to check out the rebel scene, and find out about the District Two tribute, if she could. Next on her list was finding the mysterious other girls family--something she was both excited about, and dreading, as it was clear Cady London was a Career.

Illiana hadn't been out and about her District much, and wanted to first stop in town, maybe get some more food. She glanced at the cluster of buildings down the road and smiled. Her little trip was going well so far. The oblivious, kind-hearted teen didn't notice the boy making his way down the road. Lana Annwn was rubber-necking at the scenery. She stared at all the places she had never been able to visit before, a wide-open mouth and raised eye-brows a sign of her wonder and amazement. At the feel of a wet tear, or drop of water on her forehead, Illiana looked up--then groaned. Rain...

As though the mental pressure of running away from the only people she had ever know wasn't enough. As though the physical pressure to keep herself alive wasn't enough. As though there wasn't enough pressure, the weather just had to act out. Illiana felt like bursting into tears, but found the courage not to. She stopped in the road and composed herself, letting a few years escape. Being alone in the woods would be horrendous, but Illiana just had to find the truth. She didn't even here the boy walking toward town behind her. She was too involved in her own problems.

ooc- if somebody told me that Id glower at them... how the heck am I going to play Illiana in a bad mood? ^^ Ignore this, I'm just talking to myself.

Illiana frowned then touched her hand to right below her eye. She smiled and sorta laughed nervously as she pulled her raised hand away, so far so good--her make-up was only slightly smudged. The teen nodded her head and continued smiling at the boy. She had always assumed, or had always been told conversations started with a hello, introductions, how are you, and a polite farewell, the boy just blurting the truth like that was something Lana hadn't expected. Did people generally do that, was it something to be offended by? She smiled and decided to just say what came naturally to the would-be social butterfly.

"Oh, I know, but its okay for now," she started feeling incredibly stupid, but managing to say it like she didn't even care. "I'm Illiana by the way," she then finished raising her hand for a traditional hand-shake. The sweet girls smile was dazzling, her blue-green eyes sweet, and her whole look screaming, 'I'm a delicate little flower, why on earth would you want to hurt me?' Illiana Annwn had always been told by her family, that she was one of those rare people who managed to keep their innocence and sweet childish ways without seeming stupid and emotionally undeveloped. Disliking Illiana would be like disliking sunlight or happiness.

After speaking, the nervous girl allowed herself to asses the situation. So far he had not acted violently toward her, which was a bonus point. Looking the guy up and down, Illiana let herself ponder who he was. A guy younger than her walking into town alone... was it normal? A nervous giggle escaped her lips, and Illiana made sure her eyes screamed a silent, 'sorry for being so weird.' This being one of her first encounters with somebody other than her family, Illiana just didn't know what to do with herself. Gentle Lana finally found something good about Rosins gossiping, flirty stories--at least Illiana could act normal enough.
She waited for him to respond, an almost eager look on her face.