The Rebellion [OPEN]
Jan 21, 2012 23:36:54 GMT -5
Post by eeti on Jan 21, 2012 23:36:54 GMT -5
Eeti
It was a cool, breezy day where when the air touched your skin, you could feel the nice, cool weather. Eeti was down at the docks -- like normal. While he was working there, a man had asked him if he knew about the rebellion. " No, what rebellion? " Eeti asked. The next thing you know, Eeti woke up in a strange camp just outside of District Four. " Sorry about that, you're staying here. You already know about the rebellion. So whats your name? " Eeti shrugs, " My name is Eeti. and why can't I leave? I wont tell anyone. I'm just a twelve year old, what use do I have? " Eeti asks. " You have the use to stay here. " The man replies. he looks around, seeing few merchants in the area. He walks up to one of the stores, who was selling pelts & furs. the young man had looked like quite an experienced hunter. " You're not from this camp, are you? " The man asks. " No, I'm not. " After a conversation, Eeti had finally found someone who understood him.
Eeti sped back to his hut, happy that he already had someone who he could call a friend. Eeti thought about his old city, his old family, and his old friends, and than he shook the thought out of his head. Why would they need him? He wondered. Eeti grabbed a sewing kit, which he had barely any experience with, and started to sew all of his pelts & furs together. Eeti had finally had a blanket -- now he wouldn't be freezing. Impressed in his work, he snuggled up in his warm blanket, already feeling the heat on his skin. He noticed many different people, all looking from different districts. When he asked someone where he was, they replied " The rebellion. " He shrugged, he never really liked the capitol, unless it had to do with him going into the games. Eeti liked that idea, because after that, his family would never be reaped again -- nothing to worry about, and fame and fortune.
He dazed off in his small, wooden house. The next day, he woke up, eager to explore his new surroundings. he jumped out of bed, and raced outside. He saw that people were just waking up. Perfect. Eeti grabbed a harpoon, and went to the shores of the water to go fishing. When he returned, he had lots of coins for selling his fish. Some people have started calling him Fisher, which isn't a bad name, Eeti supposed. In the distance, he saw a bright light. he ran back to the camp, which now, had an emergency hide-from-the-peacekeepers routine. scared, Eeti ran to the nearest building. Inside, he saw three people. a man, a woman, and a child. they didn't even bother that he was in their house. He dived under the bed, as the Peacekeepers rushed in, and looked for people. They nearly found Eeti, yet they thought he was just some weird wooden toy. Lucky him.
It was a cool, breezy day where when the air touched your skin, you could feel the nice, cool weather. Eeti was down at the docks -- like normal. While he was working there, a man had asked him if he knew about the rebellion. " No, what rebellion? " Eeti asked. The next thing you know, Eeti woke up in a strange camp just outside of District Four. " Sorry about that, you're staying here. You already know about the rebellion. So whats your name? " Eeti shrugs, " My name is Eeti. and why can't I leave? I wont tell anyone. I'm just a twelve year old, what use do I have? " Eeti asks. " You have the use to stay here. " The man replies. he looks around, seeing few merchants in the area. He walks up to one of the stores, who was selling pelts & furs. the young man had looked like quite an experienced hunter. " You're not from this camp, are you? " The man asks. " No, I'm not. " After a conversation, Eeti had finally found someone who understood him.
Eeti sped back to his hut, happy that he already had someone who he could call a friend. Eeti thought about his old city, his old family, and his old friends, and than he shook the thought out of his head. Why would they need him? He wondered. Eeti grabbed a sewing kit, which he had barely any experience with, and started to sew all of his pelts & furs together. Eeti had finally had a blanket -- now he wouldn't be freezing. Impressed in his work, he snuggled up in his warm blanket, already feeling the heat on his skin. He noticed many different people, all looking from different districts. When he asked someone where he was, they replied " The rebellion. " He shrugged, he never really liked the capitol, unless it had to do with him going into the games. Eeti liked that idea, because after that, his family would never be reaped again -- nothing to worry about, and fame and fortune.
He dazed off in his small, wooden house. The next day, he woke up, eager to explore his new surroundings. he jumped out of bed, and raced outside. He saw that people were just waking up. Perfect. Eeti grabbed a harpoon, and went to the shores of the water to go fishing. When he returned, he had lots of coins for selling his fish. Some people have started calling him Fisher, which isn't a bad name, Eeti supposed. In the distance, he saw a bright light. he ran back to the camp, which now, had an emergency hide-from-the-peacekeepers routine. scared, Eeti ran to the nearest building. Inside, he saw three people. a man, a woman, and a child. they didn't even bother that he was in their house. He dived under the bed, as the Peacekeepers rushed in, and looked for people. They nearly found Eeti, yet they thought he was just some weird wooden toy. Lucky him.
