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Poor unfortunate souls [Ava] Apr 3, 2010 23:37:13 GMT -5

Post by Breeze-Chan on Apr 3, 2010 23:37:13 GMT -5

Sam sighed as he watched the children run down the street,
playing. They where unaware of how their lives will one day turn
out. One day, they'll all be in wooden boxes, six feet under. Hell,
maybe some will be in shallow graves, no coffin, no markers. Most
would probably die in the Games.

Sam was leaning against an apartment building, dressed in all black
with his normal fake bullets strapped across his waist. He had an
old knife he managed to steal strapped to his belt.

He hadn't eaten in days, and only a few minutes of sleep before he
had been kicked out of the doorway. Which showed how horrible
people where. Didn't even let a fifteen year old crash in their door
way. No, work was so much more important.

Sam sighed again. He should do the kids a favor and end their pitiful
lives now. Make it so they didn't have to suffer like he did. Maybe he
could make a career of that, get paid for killing people, and kill
children in his free time. That'll be a good life.

Right now, he had to considerate on not fainting.

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Poor unfortunate souls [Ava] Apr 4, 2010 0:03:28 GMT -5

Post by ~Avalon~ on Apr 4, 2010 0:03:28 GMT -5

Althea Thyme

I looked down the street and frowned. The stupid people were in my way again. They were all ways in my way now a days. I sighed and looked at one of the children that stood below my window. I contemplated dropping a rock on her head. Just to see how much blood would pour our. Couldn't be much, the girl only looked to be about five or so. Still I had killed a five year old a few weeks ago and plenty of blood had splattered out when the bullet went through her head. Ahh, good times.

I dressed quickly in dark pants and a long-sleeved navy shirt. Before I unlocked the door I made sure all my knifes were with me, Hair, shoes, waist, thighs, and oh yeah, my pocket knife. I also had two guns attached to the secret pocket of my trench coat. Which I grabbed quickly and threw on. My regular attire, ready to walk out the front door.

When I opened the door I quickly locked it behind me then stuffed the key into my pocket. I quickly descended the three flights of stairs that got me to the main floor of the apartment building When I got there the stupid children were still there. You would think they had something better to do. Like die.

I noticed a boy standing off to the side. Now this ne looked batter than the rest. Decked out in black with bullets around his waist. They looked fake but I couldn't be positive until I looked closer. I contemplated threatening him, but not in front of all these people. He started to sway like he was going to fall or something and I realized he looked tired.

Perfect for me. I noticed an alley running nearby and hoped the idiot kid would be stupid enough to follow. I just wanted to know if he was after me or not. I doubted it but it was still possible. I started biting at my finger nails and muttering about how I was going to be late or something. When I walked past the alley I 'tripped' and fell flat into it, away from the rest of the people. Hopefully the poor(like I care) kid would take the opportunity to rob a poor girl. I really was hoping he would, I needed to figure out why he was there.

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Poor unfortunate souls [Ava] Apr 4, 2010 22:49:13 GMT -5

Post by Breeze-Chan on Apr 4, 2010 22:49:13 GMT -5

Sam didn't even glance at the woman who tripped. He was just to
busy with thinking about how to get food.

Really, how did he expect to stay alive with nothing? Was he really
that idiotic or did he really believe that things would just work
themselves out?

He glanced at the girl and decided to be one nice person in a District
of not a very nice persons. Enough people have suffered because of heartless
people like that and Sam was sick of it.

"You OK, Miss?" He walked over to her and extended a hand. "That
fall looked like it hurt."

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Poor unfortunate souls [Ava] Apr 4, 2010 23:19:05 GMT -5

Post by ~Avalon~ on Apr 4, 2010 23:19:05 GMT -5

Althea Thyme

Seriously? This person was either a really good person or a really good assassin, to pretend to be nice to me. I put on a smile that looked genuine, it came from the old days, when I actually could smile. Quickly I thought of what to do. He was being nice but that just made him even more of a suspect. He could just be lying, or he could be genuinely nice, which means I should kill him. I thought about it and made my decision quickly. Killing him would eliminate both problems.

I grabbed his hand but instead of helping me up, I helped him down. I yanked on his arm sending him toling. I made sure that I took one of my knifes out then moved to where I was over the boy with my knife to his neck. Guns were faster but I loved to watch the blood run, plus the noise of the gun would attract attention.

We were behind trash cans that were in this alley, just so no one would find us. If the boy tried to call for help, I could kill him on the spot. I leaned closer to him and grinned cruelly. "So now, little helpful boy. Why are you here. Also note that I'm not going to lie to you, even if you tell me you still die. Painfully either way. But I still suggest you tell me or It will be worse, all slow and painful. That would be silly though because then people would hear. And they would come to see us." I stopped for a minute then added. "Never mind, scream if you want, I've been meaning to get new neighbors."

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Poor unfortunate souls [Ava] Apr 4, 2010 23:30:13 GMT -5

Post by Breeze-Chan on Apr 4, 2010 23:30:13 GMT -5

"You want to know why I'm here?" Sam asked, raising his eyebrow
"Well, I have no reason to lie now that you caught me. People are
not a very nice persons and won't let a homeless kid crash in their
doorway for a few hours. They rather go to work. That apartment
building just happens to be the closest to where I was."

He propelled his knee upwards in attempt to catch the woman off
guard and get her off of him.

He was still tired, but his fight or flight senses where blaring 'FIGHT'.
And he did love a good fight, even if he was half asleep. Made it way
more interesting.

Last Edit: Apr 6, 2010 14:34:08 GMT -5 by Breeze-Chan

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Poor unfortunate souls [Ava] Apr 5, 2010 14:14:54 GMT -5

Post by ~Avalon~ on Apr 5, 2010 14:14:54 GMT -5

Althea Thyme

I smirked at what he told me. This was obviously supporting my belief that by killing children. I was just removing them from the pain of this world. In reality I just had fun killing them. It was entertaining to watch them cry, or their parent’s begging for their child’s life. Sadly it didn’t seem like this boy had anyone to cry for him. He also didn’t look like a kid that would cry for his life. It wouldn’t give me the satisfaction I usually got from killing.

My assumption about him not being one to cry was confirmed when his knee hit my stomach. Owwww. I grimaced but stayed on top of the boy. If I turned out on bottom it wouldn’t end well. Strength was not my stand point and I might get a few bruises before I gutted the boy. Thankfully my knife was still against his throat, so I had he upper hand. However the boy had now received a partial respect, not that that would stop me from killing him. However, any kid who would attempt to escape instead of breaking down.

I leaned on the elbow of the arm that wasn’t holding the knife. I smirked and said to the boy, “Good try. That actually kind of hurt.” I sighed and said, “Well nice to know there is someone in this District has the guts to fight against death. The kids I’ve killed before just cry their eyes out.” I raised an eye brow and asked “What’s with the fake bullets by the way? They look real enough from far away, but why carry them? They made me think you were looking for me.” I figured I might as well talk before I killed him. Having someone who was as determined to live as I was, was interesting to say the least.

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Poor unfortunate souls [Ava] Apr 6, 2010 14:33:15 GMT -5

Post by Breeze-Chan on Apr 6, 2010 14:33:15 GMT -5

"I tried to hard to survive to just give up." Sam replied, glaring up at
her. "And the bullets? I just love watching the few people I let get
close to me and live freak out before realizing their fake." He grinned,
remembering the horrified faces of his friends when they saw he
bullets.

He frowned when he realized something. "Why would I be after
you? No offense, but I can think of a few things I'd like to do before
coming after a woman with a knife... Like jumping off a very high
cliff."

He grabbed the hand that was holding the knife to his neck then
her other hand before pushing up, once again trying to free him of
her hold.

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Poor unfortunate souls [Ava] Apr 6, 2010 16:09:36 GMT -5

Post by ~Avalon~ on Apr 6, 2010 16:09:36 GMT -5

Althea Thyme

I was starting to answer his question about why he would be after me, then he tried to escape. I immediately switched to trying to keep my knife on his throat while pulling the gun that was in my trench coat out. I hopefully wouldn’t have to use it because it was loud and quite annoying when it attracted people. This kid was starting to annoy me but in a way he had earned my respect in fighting back. However I wasn’t exactly up and alert for fighting yet.

I jumped off before he could flip me up or anything. “Here, why don’t we go up to my place and get coffee. I’m too tired for kicking but right now.” I waited for him to answer while I pulled out my gun.

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Poor unfortunate souls [Ava] Apr 6, 2010 23:32:32 GMT -5

Post by Breeze-Chan on Apr 6, 2010 23:32:32 GMT -5

"Wait... I'm confused." Sam started. "First, you try to kill me then
you invite me to have coffee." He kept an eye trained on the hand
under her coat. "What's the catch?"

He got up, still trained on her hand. "Are you some kind of assassin
who lured homeless kids into her apartment them murders the just
for kicks? Or are you a slave-driver, looking for homeless kids to sell,
just to make a profit off of?""

Either way, Sam was wary of the woman. She was strange. She
didn't know his name, and visa versa, and she was inviting him to
her apartment for a drink. Something had to be up, and he wasn't
buying what she was selling. People just didn't invite random
people over for coffee. Well, people didn't normally try to kill other
people for leaning against a building either.

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Poor unfortunate souls [Ava] Apr 7, 2010 15:13:31 GMT -5

Post by ~Avalon~ on Apr 7, 2010 15:13:31 GMT -5

Althea Thyme

I smirked. “No catch. I just need coffee. I’m not fully awake a the moment.” I really did need coffee. I hated depending on something but coffee woke me up in the morning when usually I was groggy and tired but coffee made it all better. I had been going out to get coffee this morning but I figured I could now make coffee at home. Especially since I wanted to here this boys story. Sadly, it was one of my indulgences. To listen to what other people had been through. One of the reasons was so I could add support to my idea that the world was horrible.

I listened to the second thing he said and laughed. “I do murder kids for kicks, but not in my house. And no to the slaves….. that would be too easy.” I started humming a lullaby I had heard recently. It had been something about a girl dying for her children. It had been really fitting for that assassination, but this mom didn’t save her children with her death. I had killed them anyway.

I stopped holding the gun in my trench coat and instead tossed the knife, end over end, to the boy. I wasn’t trying to hit him, though if it did I wouldn’t complain. I just knew that I wouldn’t go into someone else’s house without a weapon, and if he was smart he wouldn’t either. “There’s your safety. I have more so you can keep that one.” I continued humming as I walked out of the alley. When I was at the end and part way into the street I turned around and smirked at the boy and asked, “You coming?”

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Poor unfortunate souls [Ava] Apr 17, 2010 18:14:39 GMT -5

Post by Breeze-Chan on Apr 17, 2010 18:14:39 GMT -5

Sam put the knife with his own. Did he really want to follow this
stranger into an unknown territory? She already proven she was
dangerous and had he stated that she had more weapons lying
around.

"What's your name?" He asked. That'll give him a upper hand. If he
ever needed to find her, or she tried to kill him and he escaped, he
could just use her name and find her, providing she didn't give him
a false name. That wouldn't be good.