Keen {Of} Sight {Kire//Blitz}
Feb 3, 2016 2:17:43 GMT -5
Post by Cameo {RIP Charlie} on Feb 3, 2016 2:17:43 GMT -5
Eryn Sconosciuto D7F Tribute In the Public weapons are not dared to even be considered, let alone visible. The sight of such a threat is an immediate capture by the Peacekeepers; and when such an event occurs they’re never seen whole again, if at all. Yet at this location blades are embraced as the protection they are. The weak cower to it, while the strength lavish in the training, and the wise observe the potential at hand. As the Commander I was bred to be, I’m unable to resist inquiring every aspect of the battlefield. Yet it’s unlike the events my older Sister raised me in. Our orphaned comrades aren’t preparing for the brutal future awaiting us. Unknown features are arming to battle against myself alone. Past reputations mean nothing upon this thirsty show. This is a war I have no experience in, with no trusted faces to guide my back. Confidence forces to control my actions though, while internally I’m overwhelmed by what’s to come. Very plausible killers most certainly partake in more Tributes then I’d prefer. The chance of returning to Rayne and my People are becoming slimmer. Yet I have to remind myself of the position I must return to. Rayne shouldn’t endure leading my foster house on her own. Someone other then a higher District actually catches my gaze. For a while it felt as though I were the lowest, as if degrading the other Tributes with my lack of class. But the silent ones finally came into view, coyly camouflaged against the surroundings. Must be the Male from Eight, though my confusion over this chaos may have captured the best of me. Still his observation is keen, and entices my interest. For once my hardened exterior lessens at least slightly, as I attempt to sit next to him without evoking any threats. “Discover any useful facts about the others you’re willing to share?” I quietly question to Eight, with minor hope to not conduct yet another enemy. |
