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[just] like [the] water - damen Jul 6, 2011 0:25:00 GMT -5

Post by apocalypse on Jul 6, 2011 0:25:00 GMT -5

,. aeron scott hone .

over the sea and far away,
she's waiting like an iceberg,
waiting to change.
but she's cold inside,
she wants to be like the water.

Why would Aeron had known if his sister was involved with the recent, district three, male tribute, "Gage Cooper." Aeron didn't know what his dad was saying to his mom while they were leaving the reaping. Although they were barely talking, they still communicated. Aeron had heard his dad murmur something about Katie and him... Aeron had to visit him. He had to, and he did. There was still so many things he didn't know about Katie, and so many things he needed to know. Gage was one of the last people left who ever payed attention to Katie Morven - as far as Aeron knew. Aeron really never knew if anyone liked his sister. Obviously, this Gage person did. Whether they were friends or more, his dad thought he was important enough to bring up in a conversation. And honestly, when he told his parents, "Mom... Tom, I'm going to go visit... someone. Gage - for Katie. I need to." it wasn't because he felt like he needed to, he sort of wanted to. But he had lied a bit; he wasn't only going for his deceased half-sister, it was for himself.
Every time he though of Katie, it was how she hogged all the attention from his birthday, and the fact that she got so far in the games - to make it possible for Aeron to never get reaped - only to make him even more sad, not that Aeron was ever a sad person. Aeron decided, knew, he had to find something about Katie that would make him happy. Aeron needed some reassurance that she wasn't just some stupid person that ruined his life. Aeron needed a reason to believe that there was nothing wrong with her. Gage could help Aeron achieve this goal.

"Sorry to stop your conversation, but can I head home first?" Both his mom and his... Tom, nodded. He ran, sprinted to his small, red house. Reaching around in every drawer, every bin, every shelf, every table-top, and every closet, he found nothing he could give to Gage (unless he wanted Aeron's old teddy-bear). Frustrated, he stomped out of his house to see his mom walking towards him. "Mom, the house is a mess, don't ask." She looked at him and nodded her head. Perhaps she thought it was silly that he was jumping to talk to a guy he didn't know, who she barely knew, too. Maybe, Aeron was stupid for doing this. Aeron had never encountered this boy before, why would Gage want to talk to him? Surely, if Aeron told him who he was, Gage would talk to him. Hopefully, Mr. Cooper was someone willing to give chances.
But Aeron was always the type of person to be naive.

Suddenly, Aeron already has a bunch of questions he wants to ask Gage, starting with, "Was Katie Naive?" and ending with "Are you naive?" Of course, Aeron has no clue, and those are the questions that matter the least. But sometimes, knowing all the right questions is more important than knowing all the right answers. The Justice Building was right in front of Aeron. He wanted to look relaxed, and he was, but he was still nervous. What if Gage hated Aeron? What if Gage hated Katie? Walking mindlessly, he hadn't realized he was standing in front of a peacekeeper. "Can I go in, or..." Aeron stared at the peacekeeper, not bothering to look at his eyes. Instead, he looked at his features. Big ears, thin lips. He tried thinking of things that wouldn't' intimidate him. "I'm here to see Gage Cooper." Aeron spoke flatly. "He seems like a favorite." Aeron started walking, wondering what the peacekeeper meant. Surely, someone else had came to visit him, why else would the guy say he was a crowd favorite. "Who said you could go in yet? He still has a visitor." You never said he didn't have a visitor. Aeron dare not transfer his thoughts out loud; the peacekeeper could pummel him to the ground and get him in trouble for being all rude to him.

Finally, a blond-haired girl left the building, which was practically a concrete signal that Aeron could enter the room, unless it was for the female tribute. "You may now enter." the wait didn't seem too long, but he didn't have much time left to talk to Gage. "Thanks..." Aeron respected the peacekeeper, and flashed him a smile. Aeron walked in the room to see a brown-haired kid, probably around seventeen and not much taller than him. Aeron thought he looked fresh, inviting, not-intimidating at the least. But for all Aeron knew, Gage could be some mean, vicious cannibal. Doubt that.

"Hey, uh- Gage. My name is Aeron Hone. My sister is... was... my half-sister was Katie Morven." Aeron hopes that Katie wasn't like, the most super-awesome person to him; Aeron didn't want to make Gage upset, but he didn't think much. He just did. "We don't have much time left, Gage. I just want to ask you some things," - putting in a chuckle because it seems so staged - "starting with: what were the good things about... my hal- no, my sister. What were the good things about my sister." Aeron would no longer accept the fact Katie and him were half-siblings. He felt a connection to her, something that felt powerful. They were simply siblings. Brother and sister. Except, they really didn't have the same family.

Technically, everyone was a family. The first people in the world (male and female) would of had kids, and their kids had kids, and those kids had kids, and etc... So really, Aeron was talking to his brother, if you think like that. Wouldn't life be much easier if everyone was a family? People wouldn't kill other people, really. The capitol would be good friends with district eleven as of district one. People from different races would accept the fact that they were all the same at the end of the day. Everyone being a family meant peace (probably). And if there was peace, he wouldn't be here talking to Gage today - the hunger games were not example of peace. Also, if the hunger games didn't exsist, and there was peace, Aeron might have been able to meet Katie Morven. Because after all,
peace means no divorces.

all the muscles tighten in her face;
buries her soul in one embrace,
they're one and the same,
just like water.

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[just] like [the] water - damen Jul 6, 2011 14:38:49 GMT -5

Post by ∂αмєη on Jul 6, 2011 14:38:49 GMT -5

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And she left, just like that. Dashica Starr was gone from my life as she walked out that door. Unless I managed to win of course, which was something I highly doubted. That door that she left through was the door out of my life. And I hated the thought of it. Our meeting was eventful. I clutched the piece of her that she left with me. Looks like I found a token. But I found more than that. Our last moments together were the best that I could have asked for. Nothing could've beaten it really. Still, I do wish I could've had longer with her. My time was up. That was surely an hour. A lifetime. Our lifetime. It was gone now. She was gone. I'd be gone. Katie was gone. My family is gone. Everybody keeps leaving and I just wish that people could learn how to stay and be there for others. Be there for me.

The guard pokes his head in through a big enough crack in the door. His mustache bounced around as he cleared his throat. "You have another visitor." He stated, his voice holding a lot of authority in it. Another? It is definitely Pilot. Surely the boy who I had met on that 'trip' would want to come say farewell to me. We had something. He was my best friend. We went through hell and came back together. I'm sure that he would be coming through the door any second now, only to scoop my hand up and pull me into a hug. I didn't want to leave him and I didn't want to leave Dashica. We had been pushed together during the incident and now we were like a family, whether we liked it or not.

But instead, a different boy walked in. His hair was colored a lighter brown and his dark brown eyes seemed to look right at me as soon as he entered. Who is this kid? I think to myself, bothered that he could be wasting time that I could've spent with Dashica or time that I could've spent alone. Or with Pilot, had he cared to show up. Instead, a boy who I didn't care about was standing in the room. "Hey, uh- Gage. My name is Aeron Hone." He said. Hey Aeron Hone. What are you doing wasting my time for family and friends? But the next words he spoke made me freeze. Brother? S-she had a b-brother? Katie Morven had been a big part of my life last year, before she was shipped off to die in the Games. We had been co-workers but our friendship was stronger than that, I had hoped. She had meant so much to me. But she died. The Games had claimed her. And now her broth- half brother, was standing in my room and asking me about his sister.

I wanted to run away. To just turn around and run. I didn't want to talk about Katie. I had managed to put her to the back of my mind and focus on other things. It had been a year after all. I needed to move on. But he just yanked it back to the front. This Aeron kid just brought back the one thing that I worked so hard to forget. "Katie was...Katie. She was..." I couldn't even think of the words to explain her. She was calm and smart and beautiful and friendly and caring and my friend. "She was the greatest person I knew, Aeron. She hated nobody." As far as I knew at least. She might have hated some people but it was better for the boy to believe that she was good. Well, she was good. Beyond good. But even if she did hate anybody and if I knew, I would have left that part out.

"We met while working on a project together at the East Factory. And we were friends since then." And it killed me to see her called up onto the stage. And it destroyed me when I saw her stab herself. When she died, part of me did too. I leave that out too. It's none of his business. He doesn't need to know the way I felt towards her. Then again, I don't even know. I don't know how I feel about Dashica. Or Pilot. Anybody, really. "Is that it?" I mutter quietly. I don't want to spend my last moments in District Three talking about the one girl who was in the same position as I was last year. The girl who I cared about. Katie Morven was somebody who I just wanted to forget about because she'd hold me down. Anybody who I wish I could see again would hold me down. But this kid just brought her back up. And I just wish none of this had happened. At all.

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[just] like [the] water - damen Jul 11, 2011 14:01:55 GMT -5

Post by apocalypse on Jul 11, 2011 14:01:55 GMT -5

,. aeron scott hone .

and the fire fades away.
most of everyday
is full of tired excuses,
but it's too hard to say -

Patience. Aeron never really had much of that virtue. It was a time-consuming and very frustrating virtue. Even if it meant being a good, non-annoying person, Aeron would never care. He never cared about much, at least how people saw him or thought about him. Simply never caring if he laughed too much, was too naive, too much of a know-it-all, too much of a teacher's pet; Aeron was very care-free, open, and himself. Aeron didn't understand why people cared so much about how they were in front of other people.

"Katie was...Katie. She was..." No, who would have guess Katie was Katie? Sarcasm. "She was the greatest person I knew, Aeron. She hated nobody." The hating nobody part made Aeron happy, but at the same time, made him annoyed. Happy because, well, if his sister was kind enough to accept all the different types of people, she must have been really friendly - non-judgmental. Aeron hated being judged. About the annoyed part (thought it's very small annoyed), Aeron was just mad that his sister was never hating on anyone - surely someone had done something rude to her, so why didn't she hate them? While Katie was in the games, though, Aeron could tell - from a television - that she was very kind, and possibly did hate no one. "We met while working on a project together at the East Factory. And we were friends since then." The look in his eyes suggested they were more than friends.

Aeron was a sucker for love, but he didn't know about Katie. Perhaps, Katie might have been someone who never liked people, or she was just like Aeron. Katie could have been someone who was lesbian - nothing wrong with that - but he was sure that she wasn't. Whatever the case, he could simply tell that Gage wanted to be than friends with Katie, even if was just a little.

Aeron's mind drifts off the topic, and is interrupted by Gage's voice. "Is that it?" Although muttering the trio of words, Aeron could still hear them. Aeron didn't know the answer to the rhetorical question, but he was thinking No. He needed more information. He wanted to know e-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g about Katie, everything that Gage knew, at least. Burp. "Oops, excuse me, Gage." The burp was made my Aeron, obviously, but it was on-purpose. It was to break the awkward, annoying silence that was somehow ringing through the room, and perhaps the whole building. "I have more questions for now, if that's okay." Aeron was sure they were okay, so he asked. "Sorry, if this is a bit comfortable and emotional quesiton, but" - shuffling in his seat - "I know you and Katie had a relationship, but what was it, or is it, exactly?"

Aeron didn't know if there was some walls that Gage tried to put up to forget Katie, but Aeron had definitely knocked them down, if there were any. A few more questions left, but one was waiting on the tip of Aeron's tongue, and he was dying to ask it, but he couldn't.

Come on, I can do this. It's just, what if he doesn't know the answer? What if he's clueless as of what to say? But how could he be clueless, it's such a simple question? If I ask it, I'm satisfied, but Gage may be upset. If I don't ask, I'll be upset, and Gage might be happy. There are no win-win solutions, only win-lose. But I have the right to ask him this question, don't I? Do I...? Whatever.

Aeron had to know this, it was personal, but it was needed. "Did you... uh, love Katie Morven? And did she love you back, if you did love her?" Now that that question was out of the way, the next one would be much easier to ask. "What are you like?"

i wish it were simple,
but we give up easily.
you're close enough to see that
you're the other side of
the world to me.