Now it's Just Inconvenient

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Now it's Just Inconvenient Jun 16, 2011 12:02:29 GMT -5

Post by UnderArmor on Jun 16, 2011 12:02:29 GMT -5

Nick would imagine in most of the districts around Panem that the summer recess from school would be the best time of year. He assumed that this would be the only time of year that they would get any sort of sun. In those districts, people would spend their entire days outside like their was a leak of toxic gas inside their own homes. Nick was glad that he wasn't in one of these districts and felt lucky that he lived in the southernmost district in Panem. Even if he spent the entire summers inside, it was a wide sight better than being knee deep in that white fluffy stuff that they called snow up in the north.

Since the beach was no longer an option in this type of weather, Nick was trying to find a new spot to spend his time in the summer. His house? No,no one was home this time of year and the games were over. Some girl from District Twelve had won this year which seemed awfully strange to himself. They were the poorest district there was, but somehow they kept sprouting winners out of coal miners. It was getting a bit old to Nick. There wasn't exactly a defined hangout spot in the summer, so Nick decided to go to the supermarket.

The market building was right smack in the middle of the district square, probably the biggest building in the district. It was as tall as a three story building, but not even a second floor was to be found in this market. Giant racks of fish were being dissected by what seemed to be around a fifth of the population of the district each day. Blood spewed from over-sized butcher knifes on the far end of the building as fishes were cut into bite sized pieces. Perfect for the people of four. Just like everything.

Nick leaned against the a brick wall in a much smaller section; the bread area. Just a few shelves of bread standing next to each other, it was hardily view-able compared to the hulking shelves of fish. He sighed in boredom, wishing one of his parents didn't have to work. Each day he had to do everything himself, not have anyone to help him do or pay for anything. It was like he was on his own. Nick tried to tell himself otherwise, that it was a maturing experience. But that wouldn't do it. He wished he had was able to see one of his parents each day. He sighed, knowing this was nothing more than what would forever be an unanswered wish. Maybe today someone would notice him here.

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Now it's Just Inconvenient Jun 16, 2011 22:03:24 GMT -5

Post by Dancin on Jun 16, 2011 22:03:24 GMT -5

ooc: is this open? gonna post like it is...

On any given day, her trips to market were a source of extreme anxiety and fear, but today Lina's venture seemed to double in stress causing abilities. There had to be a thousand people in the market today! The more people there were, the bodies to crash into, trip over or touch. Lina's mind was already flying off the handle, just at the possibility that the majority of the shoppers were male. Her heart was hammering so loudly in her chest that it drowned out the general market din, and created an odd cushion-type sound barrier. Don't be stupid. She thought, trying to shake her fear off of her body like water. They're just people. Gripping her cane tightly as she could in her small hands Lina stepped forwards. She managed to navigate her way through the crowd around the fresh fish and stumble over to the baked goods section. It was drastically less crowded and Lina managed to take a deep breath.

She knew the layout of the supermarket fairly well, since she had been coming there almost every day since before she was blind, so it came as quite a shock when he tripped over something sticking out into the aisle. Her cane had skittered loudly across the cold floor. She hit her knees hard on the ground and cursed once loudly before she realized that it was a leg that she had tripped over. Freezing almost instantly, Lina listened. It's a boy. Her mind screamed at her, a strange satisfaction to it's tone. She could tell by the way he was breathing.

"Sorry, sorry sorry." Lina hissed between her teeth, searching frantically on the floor for her cane. Hysteria was choking her again, and the words came out in a mangled string. Her hands patted the ground as tears threatened to rise in her eyes. Where was her cane?! What would this boy do to her for tripping over him? It occured to Lina that an eighteen year old should be more composed in a situation such as this, but that was quickly crushed by the growing panic of her lost cane. Using the bread rack as a tether to reality, Lina lifted herself into a standing position. She turned her face to where she knew the boy was and spoke through clenched teeth.

"Did you see where my cane went?"

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Last Edit: Jun 16, 2011 22:06:06 GMT -5 by Dancin

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Now it's Just Inconvenient Jun 16, 2011 23:34:20 GMT -5

Post by UnderArmor on Jun 16, 2011 23:34:20 GMT -5

The supermarket. Nick had been here hundreds of times, or at least at seemed like it, but he could barely remember even one trip that he had embarked on. Sure, he had been here three times in the past week to escape the scorching heat of the district but none of them were memorable. He actually could only remember one trip to this supermarket, way back when all the beeps and buzzes seemed like cannons crashing through the air....

Nick needed to find them, he just had to. He was only just looking over at the fish counter, but now his mommy and daddy were gone. There were so many legs towering past him, and all of them were so long, and they all looked the same. That made it a tough duty to not get lost in this jungle of people trying to grab this and that. He just wanted his mommy and daddy!

Nick scrambled past a hooded man that fingered through lime green grapes into a less crowded aisle; the bread section. Nearly nobody ever came over here, so it would be easier to see mommy and daddy if they came by. He knew that their last stop was always the bread area, so he would just have to wait it out for a few minutes and they would come scampering towards him, looking worried. That would mean a treat, maybe ice cream. Maybe this wasn't so bad after all,he thought. Suddenly, the hooded grape man strode over towards Nick, his head locked towards the ground. All that Nick could notice right now was how his void black hood looked like it had been tattered to pieces, revealing bits of his satin blond hair. The lanky arms of his reached out so swiftly, picking Nick up right off the ground...

A body crashed into Nick, knocking him out of his dozy dream. And along with that, to the floor. He crashed onto the concrete floor below him, taking a few loaves of warm bread to the cold floor along with him. His eyes were now level with the shoes of the shoppers, almost like all those years ago. A cold and swift shudder ran through his body as he cringed at the old memory. Who would just knock a fourteen year old kid to the floor like that? The nerve of some people. As Nick pushed himself up to his standing posture, he was about to scold the knocker-over person when he saw they too had been on the ground, and she called for a cane.

Nick knew anyone with a cane would not purposely walk into him. Unless they had serious mental issues of course. All he could see of this girl at the moment was curly golden lock skewered all over the floor. A moment later he spotted a brown oak looking cane a few feet away. He picked it up, handing it to the girl on the floor. He quickly gave her a hand upward, revealing her to be what seemed exactly his height. Her hair fell well past her heart shaped face, but her sky blue eyes had a seemingly endless blank expression to them, like there was no hope in here eyes. Maybe she was zoned out like he had been. Introducing himself, he said, "I know, I know, if I had an awesome cane like that I would be poking at people who weren't paying attention to the bread aisle too."

Last Edit: Jun 16, 2011 23:35:06 GMT -5 by UnderArmor

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Now it's Just Inconvenient Jun 17, 2011 17:57:47 GMT -5

Post by Dancin on Jun 17, 2011 17:57:47 GMT -5

The boy helped Lina up, his hands warm and thick. Fear sent a small tremor up her spine and Lina wondered if he noticed her shaking. I can't show fear. Her cane was suddenly being pressed against the palm of her hand, and she took it carefully. He was gentle but firm, either not having noticed her blindness or not really caring.

"Thank you," Lina breathed at the same time he introduced himself. His confident voice drowned out her airy one. His name was Nick, and now that he spoke Lina guessed him to be a few years younger than herself, not that that really mattered. Even if he was weaker than most boys, he could probably break Lina easily.

"I know, I know, if I had an awesome cane like that I would be poking at people who weren't paying attention to the bread aisle too." Nick said, cutting across Lina's wandering thoughts. She shivered at the ease in which he talked to her. His words rubbed her the wrong way and despite her fear, the old Lina woke up and snapped at this stranger.

"I wasn't poking at you, I was walking past nicely and your stupid big feet got in my way." As soon as the words left her mouth, Lina regretted them. Finding the floor with her cane, she stumbled backwards a few steps and turned away from Nick.

"Sorry." She mumbled, turning to glance back over her shoulder. Don't hurt me. She prayed. Just let me walk away and go home...

Last Edit: Jun 17, 2011 17:58:46 GMT -5 by Dancin

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Now it's Just Inconvenient Jun 18, 2011 15:16:09 GMT -5

Post by UnderArmor on Jun 18, 2011 15:16:09 GMT -5

In basically a second after Nick had helped her up, the girl with the brown oak cane was already walked away. He was a little bit glad of this because she seemed a little bit unpleasant. Maybe it was because she was forced to walk with a cane at all times which might have labeled her as a freak to some people. Nick didn't know. If he were forced to walk around with a stick for support like that, he knew he might have a little bit of a diffrent view of the world. Nick would have never joined career training, which would give him even more free time than he already had. Thinking about it, he would be just as crabby as this girl seemed if he were forced to wlak around with a walking stick. Nick realized he had just knocked a section of bread to the floor a moment ago, and began to pick each one of them up. He was sure glad he wasn't forced to walk around with a cane.

OOC:RP complete