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seraph beaches [cass, blitz] Aug 22, 2014 2:43:52 GMT -5

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shiloh texeira.[/presto]

After he left the wrestling mat and saw his name checked onto the top eight of wrestling Shiloh's face remained placid under the clamor around him. The audience fed him up with adrenaline, spiking his gut as he kept his opponent down, that with each pounding of his size thirteens it all felt off. He was supposed to excel at this, of course - the Olympics was his labyrinth in the sense that he was its Minotaur. He was built to win, and the absence of the crowd in his veins left him dying for more. How could he be proud of barely surpassing one wash-up with still three rounds to go?

Lincoln's disappointment was omnipresent; eating in the bags under Shiloh's eyes as he breathed in the heavy air (it tasted like salt here). Bodies passed him like heartbeats until he split down the gravel into an opening suited to the nines as a courtyard. Bushes tickled his crossed wrist as he leaned against the fountain's railing on his elbows, and he picked at his nail beds. Between a week's time he'd have a chance at two gold medals - one in wrestling and a twin in javelin throw - and he'd better get his hands around both of them.

He thought of javelins.

(When will my Theseus come.)

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seraph beaches [cass, blitz] Aug 23, 2014 7:37:54 GMT -5

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Post by cass on Aug 23, 2014 7:37:54 GMT -5

Scout Fray --

Wrestling fucking sucked.

Her name had appeared at the bottom of the list, however, not right at the bottom, but rather second last. The name that had, in fact, appeared below hers had been none other then her darling twin brother, Kaiser. That had made her snort, for a moment she had not felt that flickering of anger and humiliating, because in the end she had not done worse then her twin brother, in fact she had done better. A minimal margin between the two, but she had done better. But after a few seconds the scowl was back ,because even though she had outdone her twin brother she was still one of the biggest losers of the entire wrestling competition and that was hardly a title she wanted to claim.

The day was wearing thin and so, with time to spare she found herself wandering aimlessly. She was in no rush to meet her brother's grin and she was in no rush to bump into another one of her siblings. She held no doubt they would have seen her name blinking at the bottom of the page. They'd smirk at her failure. Even though she hated people and the world she found herself walking amongst it. There was no real beauty in district four, the air smelled like piss and the sky rained shit. Her home was far better, in all honesty.

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seraph beaches [cass, blitz] Aug 24, 2014 5:02:31 GMT -5

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shiloh texeira.[/presto]

Animals engraved into the railing bit at his fingerprints as he watched the water bloom from the fountain - his fists coiled around the fence. Excitement bounced in his veins as he prospected day two, being able to actually participate in something he was more than adequate at; getting to show his wings. There were two things in this world Shiloh knew better than his family: one - his fists, and two - anything that was at a point. A gold medal would wax against his chest under his shirt collars and he could already bet on how the emblem would be engraved. He'd show his wings, alright.

Those feathers were wrapped around his heart like weights now, as he watched the water bloom. It sprayed into a mess to match the thicket on his head, but it was clear, clear with his views, unlike the ocean bordering the village.

He was caught in the sun's rays, strung up in the Olympic's heat - Shiloh Texeira was the Olympic's bitch. Texeira wasn't a praised name; there were those names that everybody knew, and everybody remember, and Texeira was nowhere close. Here, there were more than just Lyon and Birch and Antoinette, and for a moment Shiloh wished for more than a craft man's surname. Here there were names he sought out like the horizon, and he strung each together in his mental labyrinth.

And he could pull them out of a crowd just the same.

"So,"

This girl couldn't melt the feathers from his body; this girl couldn't take down a single man.

"What's last place like, Fray?"

and with his wings like glory, he'll fly into the sun.