Pure Morning {Antimony

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Pure Morning {Antimony Jun 27, 2011 19:16:06 GMT -5

Post by Baby Wessex d9b [earthling] on Jun 27, 2011 19:16:06 GMT -5

for what it's worth, I always aim to please
but I nearly died

Mace didn't get days off. In fact the concept was entirely foreign. That was something the folks in the Capitol did, as they wiled away their time. He wasn't sure they ever even had days on, which was equally confusing. No, time off usually meant a Reaping. So he wasn't exactly thrilled when the community home mother, better known as "Ma," told him to get out of the house, and not be in the fields, and leave those damned cows alone for a day. He couldn't really fathom her reasoning, but as she allowed him to stay in the home rather than forcing him out at eighteen, Mace was inclined to obey her. For now.

The trouble wasn't that he didn't want some time for himself. Who didn't? It was just that he didn't know what to do with it, now that it had been given. He had never attended the school of District Ten; the community home was just large enough to support educating its own. So, he had never gotten to know his "neighbors," although they could hardly be called that as the closest one was nearly a mile away. And the school was much farther. What would he do there anyhow? He tossed the idea almost as soon as it occurred to him.

And then he was totally at a loss. Not wanting to stay under foot when he'd been told to do otherwise, Mace left the ranch and took to the dusty, dry road. It wasn't so bad walking, though. Kismet, one of his herding dogs, caught up to him after a half-mile, and Mace couldn't see the point in sending him back. The beast was a dumb mutt, and wouldn't listen to anyone else. He had no idea how the cattle would be fed without him, but he tried not to worry about that, either. Instead he thought about the town, and his feet naturally carried him to the market, even though it wasn't the right time for anything to be open.

But it was familiar, and not completely deserted. He guessed by the light of the sun that it was just about midday. When did school even get out? Would he find others his age? Where did people go between school and work, before they had families?

Mace stood along the side of the main thoroughfare, watching people pass by. He was tired of thinking about options, about what he could do. This was such a pointless exercise, as far as he was concerned. Better that he be at the home, scrubbing toilets, than wiling away a day like this. He didn't even have any of his own coin to buy anything decent, and if he'd thought harder about it, he could have brought some stuff for trade. But he hadn't, and here he was, stranded in the shade on a lazy, hot summer's day.

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Pure Morning {Antimony Jun 27, 2011 20:19:28 GMT -5

Post by Sunrise Rainier D2 // [Thundy] on Jun 27, 2011 20:19:28 GMT -5

Bath Day.

A strange scent drifted off of Antimony Kohle's skin as she left school that day. Other students stared at her as she passed, gaping or snickering or making any type of cruel joke which ran through both of her ears without harm, if she noticed at all. Random mumblings never caught her attention. It was normal, wasn't it? She was famous, utterly unable to be ignored that day. The talk of the town, that gal was.

Sadly, Antimony only smelled like soap.

Picking up her arms, she snuggled her nose next to her clean skin. Her eyes peeked over the edge, glancing around for someone to meet, someone to talk to. There was never much to do in the summer, not in the heat. A slight glint of sweat rested on her arms, seeping into her skin and her bones. When she dropped them to her sides, they drooped lazily, hanging there like dead trees. The day had already gone on for far too long.

In front of her, a boy stood alone among the passersby. No, more of a man than a boy, but it didn't matter. She searched his face for a familiar feature, but he wasn't anyone she knew. He looked out of place, so still while everyone rushed around him, perhaps to head home, maybe to go to the market.

The skirt of her white dress, which already had a spot of dirt, wrinkled slightly as she stalked towards him with new energy, a smile already spreading to greet him.

"Hi. You look kinda lost, do you need help or something?" She stopped directly in front of him.

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Pure Morning {Antimony Jun 28, 2011 14:53:01 GMT -5

Post by Baby Wessex d9b [earthling] on Jun 28, 2011 14:53:01 GMT -5

for what it's worth, I always aim to please
but I nearly died

He spotted a white flash out of the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but turn to it. Who could wear white, except for the crazies in the Capitol? Surely no one in Ten, where dust and animals littered the streets and homes. But there she was, the picture of purity, sweet smelling and with only the tiniest rim of dirt, just to make her seem... real. Because he might have been hallucinating otherwise, and it would not have been the first time. Of course he usually only had visions while smoking a specific type of herb that grew along the forest's edge. Maybe he should have brought some of that to the market, too.

He was a little dumbstruck by her, mostly by her sweet smell. He, on the other hand, smelled of cattle. It was so normal for him that he couldn't sense it on himself. But he knew he didn't smell like... whatever she smelled like. Mace couldn't even identify it. "Not lost," he grunted as he folded his arms over his chest. It really wasn't a great way to start a conversation.

Polite, that's what he needed. "But thank you," he added grudgingly. What was it about girls lately that got him all twisted up? Maybe it was the need to be nice. He could be polite without being nice, most of the time. But he didn't want to piss her off, and so he really had no idea what to do with her, at all.

"I'm here on market days, usually. Never seen you." But then, he hadn't really been looking for someone so pristine. He gave his hand a cursory wipe on his shirt and then extended it to her. "Mace."

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Pure Morning {Antimony Jun 29, 2011 2:00:43 GMT -5

Post by Sunrise Rainier D2 // [Thundy] on Jun 29, 2011 2:00:43 GMT -5

Antimony didn't have many male friends. Mostly because her mother advised her to stay away from them (but why?!) but also because they intimidated her. This one especially, standing at least a foot taller than her. She almost wanted to step away from him, but she knew it would be silly. He was totally harmless.

He wasn't lost, thank goodness. Antimony didn't even know her way around District Ten well, with it's large fields and endless supply of barns. She would probably die if she lost her way.

Inhaling deeply, she closed her eyes for a moment. That smell of cleanliness still overwhelmed her, but there was something else. It was distinctly familiar, that scent. Probably cattle, but it could be any other livestock.

Antimony stared up at him in all of his massive glory. He didn't smile back, and this irked her. People who didn't smile were anomalies to her, and she didn't understand them in the least. How could someone frown all of the time? She could never seem to relax her face, and yet others kept their mouths in an unacceptable, immovable line. She wanted to make them smile.

Mace held out his hand for her to shake, and she beamed at it. She became aware of her teeny tiny hands and her itty-bitty height, and how gigantic he was. She felt something like a fly being compared to a tarantula, except he was perfectly safe. His menacing figure was only a semblance of trouble. It wasn't true.

Stop being silly! she told herself silently. She nodded, not meaning to, but she did. She stretched out her hand to him, trying her best to stifle the ridiculous fear that she was experiencing. She threw him one of her happiest smiles.

"I'm Antimony. I haven't seen you around either. Huh. Bigger District than it seems, huh? Oh, and are you okay? You seem.. sad, almost." That last part, for once, was difficult to say. Something about him made it tough to speak like she usually did.

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Pure Morning {Antimony Jun 29, 2011 23:47:55 GMT -5

Post by Baby Wessex d9b [earthling] on Jun 29, 2011 23:47:55 GMT -5

for what it's worth, I always aim to please
but I nearly died

This girl, this strange white-dressed girl, actually looked happy to be shaking his grubby hand. It amused him, although as usual his face didn't change. Who got excited about a handshake? That reminded him of one of his little sisters, which completely derailed his thoughts as he closed his bear paw over her own, shook it twice, and then released her. This was the gentleman's handshake, firm but offering freedom, that he taught the boys of the home.

"Antimony," he repeated, and finally showed a little emotion in the bafflement that paraded across his features. What kind of name was that? "Yeah, it's big. Takes me most of the mornings to walk here from our ranch." And the city circle was in the middle of the district, or so he thought. They didn't really spend much time on geography during home schooling. What was the point? As long as he knew the rotation of the cows through the pens, then that was all that mattered.

"Sad? No." It was a silly question. He never liked the platitudes of 'how are you' and such. They never really told you anything about the person, and besides which, he didn't ever feel like talking about feelings, which were weird little worms in his heart and stomach. Or at least, that's how he thought of them. But he understood the need for a polite introduction, and she did seem to be genuine. At least she probably wasn't looking for a weakness.

Mace glanced in the direction of the sun. "Bit hot." He finally managed. "Did you come to sell something?" Not that he was super interested, but talking about emotions just wouldn't work. Talking about transactions - that he could do.