A TRIangle [Georgia & Kale]

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A TRIangle [Georgia & Kale] May 6, 2012 5:04:17 GMT -5

Post by tribbeh on May 6, 2012 5:04:17 GMT -5

Sphene Henderspear

The black and white forest around the girl emanates a fairy tale-like aura with only a faint glow of light to make it visible. With the dead leaves crinkling beneath her bare feet and the soft moist soil supporting all her weight, she feels nothing but lightweight. This is the place where she wants to be in, the place where she is separated from all things unfair and untrustworthy. This place, especially, is where she could reach a sense of calm she could never be in on the world her body's in right now. This is my world.

[/i] She says and then, as if suddenly, a shrill sound breaks the silence. Everything shatters.

Waking in a very irritating and very uncomfortable way, Sphene pushes her blankets to the side of the bed. She then glares at the ringing object standing atop her bedside table, the very object that had shattered her calm. Her ever-so-loud alarm clock. The bronze colored metal plated object rang and rang until she had enough of it's deafening noise. She picked it up and said, "Couldn't you NOT try and ruin my dream? Not even once?!" She said it as loud as she dared. What? the girl had enough of her silly clock's interventions with the greatest dreams she's ever had... Her father had left early for work, and she knew that, the only thing she'd have to worry about are her neighbors and the passer-by's who were within hearing range of her ridiculous outburst.

Moving as fast as she could, Sphene bathed and dressed and ate for only a short amount of time. She was very skilled at mulitasking and at rushing, considering that she was running late for her training lessons. Again. And as soon as she finished everything that has to be taken care of, she bolts out the door and locks it immediately, pockets the key and runs off with speed caused only by her adrenaline rush. Oh crap! Please don't let me be late. Don't let me be late. Don't let me be late~ She chanted it over and over until she reached the training grounds.

She never thought that sighing could unleash such a large amount of relief before, but it did. If she was late today chances are she's going to get punished more by doing twice the number of punishments. It's because she's more often late than not, and it's something she couldn't avoid doing. It's kinda been a hobby for her. Plus, the coach has been really hot on her these days. I guess she's had enough of me and my tardiness, huh? She smirked continued to walk. Well, it's a good thing I'm not late now. And just as she turns to look for her circle of friends ~~happy to to let them know she'd arrived on time~~, she trips and, successfully, squashes a bag that belongs to who-knows-who. A lot of glares from fellow trainees were earned but not as deadly as the one from the girl standing only inches away. OH GREAT! COULD THIS DAY GET ANY BETTER? "I'm guessing...she own's the bag I'm squishing?" She murmurs in the softest voice she could ever muster and hope that it was soft enough that no one could have ever heard her. Especially not the girl with the death glare. Sphene tried to smile the most apologetic smile she could ever smile. Maybe she has a heart of gold behind that human-cringing glare of hers?[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

OOC: my first post written in third person. Sorry, it's not much D:

Last Edit: May 14, 2012 15:26:22 GMT -5 by tribbeh

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A TRIangle [Georgia & Kale] May 11, 2012 19:25:14 GMT -5

Post by {Georgia da dancer} on May 11, 2012 19:25:14 GMT -5

Grace Ainsworth

Ok so I am not know to be the nicest girl but I couldn't help glaring at the girl as she tripped onto my bag. I mean, yeah it was pretty funny, but it was still my bag!

I didn't really want to be at this training thing, I had enough skill as it is to win the Games but this training got me away from Jake. Argh! Jake had been really annoying me lately and mum had been on his side!? It wasn't fair. I was smart, strong on my feet and very fast. I didn't need to go to this thing. It wasn't probably for my own good though. Mum would be devastated if I got reaped and then after that got killed! I couldn't bare the look on Mum's face after that. She would only have Jake left as her child and technically Jake wasn't even her son yet and even still, If Mum's 'dump after two months' thing was still in action Jake and his Dad would be gone in two months. Leaving my Mum alone... forever... would crush her. I couldn't bare the thought of that.

"I'm guessing...she own's the bag I'm squishing?" the girl who had tripped over my bag said so quietly it was a little bit of a struggle to hear. I glared at her. My horrible death glare. Now... mean. I replied back to her with a half smile that I really hoped looked evil-ish. In my mind it probably looked meaner. My mind was always wrong about these things so it probably really looked like a nice cheeky grin. I could hear my voice though and it was mean enough. The girl looked apologetic, scared too. I wasn't that scary and mean was I?

I sighed. As much as I didn't like her already I held out my hand to help her up. "Grace," I muttered not caring if she didn't hear. Introducing wasn't really my thing.

I had my hair in a long wavy ponytail today so I was really hoping that no one would notice that I had a tattoo on the back of my neck. I was only fifteen and I didn't want others to get the wrong idea. Carpe Diem. That was my motto. ~~Although most mottos aren't on the back of people's necks.~~

Last Edit: May 18, 2012 21:51:17 GMT -5 by {Georgia da dancer}

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A TRIangle [Georgia & Kale] May 28, 2012 11:15:52 GMT -5

Post by Tom Hiddelston...jk it's kale. on May 28, 2012 11:15:52 GMT -5

William-

He knew it was a perfect day. Just everything was great about it. He woke up early enough to finally get to the training center before anyone else. He enjoyed the days of just having to deal nothing and relaxation. Specially after the reaping. It was another one that he had not been picked for. He was glad but sort of disappointed. But that was something he needed to push out of his mind.

People were starting to get to the center. He knew it would be a little busy today. He could see the older kids getting together and some of the new kids who are now able to be in the games huddled scared but not. He just remembered what it was to be like them. Scared and not knowing what was going to happen. But he knew they were careers and they would learn quick or face the reprucutions just like everyone else.

He grabbed a sword from the weapon rack and headed to the dummies designated for that area. He knew he had to get started if he wanted to get the amount of practice in he wanted. He had his schedule worked out but he always loved to do swords first so that is where he went. He slashed at the dummy. Then started to use more force and went in for some more of combo styles he had been taught. During this he had noticed more people. But there was one girl who was almost late. He had ignored her because she didn't look like she was special in particular. But that was before she did what she did.

He had looked over just in time to see her fall onto a bag. He knew that it would cause problems. Not only for her but the other kids who were there. He didn't know who's bag that was. Hell he didn't want to know. But he couldn't help but watch. Then he noticed another girl walk over. She had a ponytail on. He knew he had seen her around before. But he never was good with names or people. So he doubted that he knew her.

He stopped his attacks on the dummy now. He stood there from his distance watching the girl walk over. He expected something to happen. He didn't know what would happen. Maybe someone being yelled at or a fight breaking out. But he saw her help her up. He was confused a little. But didn't really care. He knew he was being distracted by his training. But he had this funny feeling that he had to go and see if the girl who fell was ok. He put the sword back where he got it and brushed his hands on his pants. Then walked over towards the two girls.

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A TRIangle [Georgia & Kale] Jun 1, 2012 12:09:22 GMT -5

Post by tribbeh on Jun 1, 2012 12:09:22 GMT -5

Sphene expected harsh words, rash threats, and a dose of a good fight to begin when the girl with the glare took her first step towards her.
Yeah, it was just a squished bag. But what if something important was in it? What if something fragile was in there? Sure she doesn't look like the sentimental type but who doesn't have a secret to hide? To her surprise, the girl simply held her hand out and tried a smile - it seemed more like a cheeky not-so-evil-looking smile though, but she looks a lot friendlier when she does that. It's certainly better than having the girl glare at her.

She said something when she handed her hand out...it sounded something like Craze? Was that supposed to be a name? a nickname? did she call me crazy? was it a random thought? or, judging from the way she looks, a rock band maybe? Sphene doesn't know for sure so she shrugs her confusion off and grips Craze's hand for support while standing up. She doesn't know her name yet - or she didn't hear it very clearly - so, for now, she'll have to settle with calling her Craze. And Craze is a very unique nickname, is it not? Anyway, both of them stand a comfortable and respectable length apart from each other. Sphene waits and stands for a few milliseconds and then the spilling begins:

"Look, I'm sorry for squishing your bag. If anything special was in there I'd at least try to find something of the same worth, or maybe find something alike? I know it's like replacing something with a whole new thing but it's all I could do, just in case there was anything special in there that I might have squashed - or damaged. I didn't mean to. I swear. I just tripped, I guess. Then I was out of balance, then I fell, and I -"

Sphene is as talkative as she is friendly. She chatters and chatters when she is with her pears, when she has to, and when she feels the urge to both defend herself and hold herself responsible for any damages done. In this case, she's on to the third one with a very nervous edge to her voice. And while she talks nervously, her hands do animated - and sometimes exaggerated - movements like flailing and moving and what-not. She keeps talking and talking, like forever, until.. "...I don't see why things had to go like this I was just walking in - just in time for lessons, even. and then I.." she realizes she's babbling. Sphene drops her mid-raised arms to her sides, looks down on her rubber shoes, and says a quiet, "I'm sorry about that." Her cheeks color slightly for being so talkative to a person so new to her.

While she's still staring at her shoes, she sees a movement at the corner of her eyes. This is a Training Center. Many people move here, for goodness's sake! She scolds herself, as she often does. But she notices that the figure she saw moving wasn't just moving towards elsewhere. It was moving towards them - towards her, and Craze, and the few children looking over them too see if there would be a fight. And then she eventually notices that the 'it' should be referred to as a 'he'. She turns her head to where she sees the boy moving and sees; a beautiful beautiful 'he'. Sphene has alwaysalwaysalways been mesmerized by beauty - whether of nature, of man, or of art, it doesn't matter - and she always will be. It's because when you're an artist, you have a naturally keen eye for beauty, and the young boy heading towards them was - if not beautiful - charming in his noticeably youthful way. He looks boyish and tall, although not taller than her and definitely not older. She couldn't help but observe him. Couldn't help but look at him with her curious eyes - memorizing every detail to draw in her pad later.

OOC: Can't shift to first person. I think we'll be more confused then:\\ oh, and I forgot to place this before;
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A TRIangle [Georgia & Kale] Jun 24, 2012 3:07:02 GMT -5

Post by {Georgia da dancer} on Jun 24, 2012 3:07:02 GMT -5

Grace Ainsworth

I smiled. This in my mind was genuinely nice. I could be wrong, but I had a gut feeling this time.

"Shut Up!" I laughed a little. "Its fine, nothing really important in there... Besides it was kind of funny." I blushed a little. I was usually the mean one, but this girl tripping over my bag gave me mixed emotions.

I scratched the back of my neck, getting kind of nervous. This girl look scared. As scary as I liked to be sometimes, I didn't want her scared.

"So, you are....." I asked timidly. I didn't want to scare her even more but I was kind of curious. I looked at her trying to put her face into my mind. I then saw her staring. I looked over to were she was staring. Oh. A boy. I sighed. So she was the romantic type. I was never really the flirty one with boys. I just kind of, talked to them normally. I wasn't sure if that was right because I kind of never had any friends to tell me. Maybe that is why I was so impressed with this girl. She didn't know my dark side that turned off any potential friends.

So, yeah. As the boy came over I kind of had an attack in my mind. What was I supposed to say? Was I looking at him right? Wait! Was I staring, or worse... drooling...