Heroes don't win (open)

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Heroes don't win (open) Oct 10, 2011 12:08:41 GMT -5

Post by Toasty on Oct 10, 2011 12:08:41 GMT -5

Did he just ditch me? Leave me out here in the cold? Sigh... i had a feeling he'd do this, but...really? He didn't seem that cold, not as cold as me. I get up off of the steps, and begin my way home. I stare at the houses, full of sleeping kids and parents, adults and friends, all the lights turned out. I can hear a couple houses up and ready to go, probably getting ready to get the better wood out in the forest again. But then, I spot something, the weirdest thing when on the path home. My sweatshirt, seemingly wrapped around something, and something placed on top of it. It was an Amber necklace. What is this? Who did this? I take a look at the note, and it was him. Hilent. Wait, what? I unwrap my sweatshirt, pull it back on, and look at the contents. Money? How did he have money? I take time to read the note.

Wow. Was I wrong to treat him badly? He gave me all this, and I give him my burning flame and anger? I couldn't believe myself. Had I gone too far this time? I grab the pouch, and stuff it into my boot, and quickly dash back to the whipping post. "Hilent?! Kid! Where are you?! Please, answer me? Hilent, Where are you?" I couldn't care less who i woke up, who I angered. I just wanted to find him. Obviously, he wasn't here, so I ran back to where my sweatshirt was, and began my screaming once more, walking down the path back to my house. I couldn't just take this stuff and stay angry at him, and I couldn't just let him go. it was obvious, he travels district to district, he doesn't just stay in district 7. I need to find him, now. I begin screaming his name loudly, and that's when I find a peacekeeper confront me. oh.. Great. Now, all I want is to find him. He breaks out into a dash, and I assume my noise got his attention. I break out into a dash as well, running into the nearest ally way, gripping my hatchet, still calling out his name.

Last Edit: Oct 10, 2011 12:08:58 GMT -5 by Toasty

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Heroes don't win (open) Oct 10, 2011 13:04:41 GMT -5

Post by Kingly on Oct 10, 2011 13:04:41 GMT -5

I just settle down in a tree for sleep when a faint cry disturbs my peace. I listen. It's her voice. Calling my name? It's of no concern to me. She helped me, I helped her, we're done. That's when she runs right past me on the ground with... a hatchet? What is the purpose of something like that? Weapons are illegal, she could be executed. Wonder fills me why she has the hatchet, but that's when i see the peacekeeper chasing her. Great. Well neither of them noticed me, love my cloak. I jump down and run to an adjacent alley way. I run down the road, checking to my side when ever a road opens a line of sight to the street she's on. Sure enough, after a good run I see her. I run ahead before I cut across a street to an intersection by hers. She runs past, I have my cloak draped over me, so I'm sure I'm still hidden. I hear the peacekeeper's panting and heavy boots. I stick out my foot, and he trips. There's a good crash as he hits the dirt street, and a little bit of blood. I walk up to him and check. He hit his head on a rock. He still has a pulse, and it's strong. So he's not dead or even close to it. I search his pockets quickly. Notepad, coins, pistol... hmmmm... no, I have no intention of getting executed for something I'll never use. I leave the pistol and check his belt. A pen and some glasses. I clean his pockets before I hear her voice call again. She stopped, and she sees the peacekeeper. And me.
I sigh, and write a quick note. She's a good distance away, so no worries as I write quickly.

Now you owe me. If you want to pay this debt, please leave me be. If we meet again, it's on my terms. But that's a long shot, so don't go chasing me. You'll never catch me. Farewell, Amber

I place the note on the peacekeeper's head, along with his coin pouch. She's getting closer. I put my hood up and walk down the alley, then run down the street. After turning several alleys, and continuing my run for a long time, I find myself in an older section of the district. Here are many homes, some with lights, some without. I slowly check these places, trying to find one without an owner.
The sun is high in the sky when I locate a place of abandonment. A small home, a shack really. One room, one couch. A fireplace, chest, lone TV in the corner. Of course there's a TV, and the hunger games started. That horrid game. Twelve years and I still remember my first viewing. The death in vivid pictures. It's funny how it relates the whole nation. Like how I was born on the forty second game, and vanished on the forty seventh. And Twelve years away from the capitol, seems like yesterday I ran away from there. Away from all the glamor and beauty. The sweet lady that lived next door, always fresh with cookies. Could I ever go back? I could try. I should think about it. Even if it were for just a little while. One never knows.
Maybe I'll meet Amber again. But that's a tale for another time.

OCC: next post is last one of the thread, then I'm moving on. Make it a good one.

P.S. Good RP toast

You don't want to be walking off with any regrets. If you fail, go ahead; go cry. But at some point, you'll find yourself on the line between breaking point and breaking through.
And in that struggle you'll find strength. So get over that line! Dig for that extra inch! Take the best you can do. And do better! Every second is a moment in time.
But your second, is a moment in history

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Heroes don't win (open) Oct 10, 2011 19:49:19 GMT -5

Post by Toasty on Oct 10, 2011 19:49:19 GMT -5

I made by way around town, still shouting his name, until I came across the peacekeeper on the ground. I decide to approach him, and I see his heads been hit by a rock... Oh no. I hope no one was around to see this, or else It'd be horrible for me. But then, there's another note. From Hilent. He saved me, of course. I pick up the note, and make my way wherever. So, he liked to travel? I remember when i was little, I used to sneak out of the district just a bit, through the broken hinges of a fence. My mom always told me to stop, because she feared for my safety. I make my way there, hoping that's where he decides to go next, to leave the district. I lay down my hatchet, and a small note of my own, and it reads:

Hilent,
Thanks for everything you've done for me. I'm not sure how I really could ever thank you enough. I can only hope this is the way you're going, and I really hope this can help you in the future.
Love,
Amber.

I stick my hatchet in the ground next to the note, also leaving behind the coin pouch he gave me. I only hope he would find this, as I make my way back to the District square, and now, it's sprouting with life, people seeing the hit peacekeeper on the ground. i decide to totally ignore it, and make my way back to my house, entering the shadow and stepping upon and over all the excess rubble this district has failed to keep in tact. I could only hope Hilent found his way to that gate, because it was the only way I could really pay him back.

Last Edit: Oct 10, 2011 19:49:47 GMT -5 by Toasty