Bow before your Queen[Sarella]

Bow before your Queen[Sarella] Feb 14, 2013 22:48:37 GMT -5

Post by Anna Banana on Feb 14, 2013 22:48:37 GMT -5

What was I doing today, what was I thinking, oh wait a minute I know exactly what I was thinking. I was thinking that an entire part of District 1 had yet to bask in the beauty and glory that was their ~~queen~~ top candidate for District 1 female in the Games. I mean come on I was a brilliant knife thrower, beautiful, and arrogant, what more could you ask for. I was what most people would call "the complete package" a perfect combination of grace and beauty, the cunning of a fox and the strength, well okay not much strength, but I was still perfect. It was for this reason that I was putting meticulous effort into my makeup and style choices today. The makeup was okay, but I needed to decide what to wear, should I go with the more regal approach of a dress or should I go casual and try and blend in. I hear that the peasants appreciate it when their queen attempts to mingle with her subjects.

Sorting through my clothes I tossed the ones I didn't like into a pile on the floor, I knew my parents would get around to cleaning them up so what was the point in me doing it. Anyways, I went through them and finally came upon a track suit sort of thing, maybe more or less a training uniform. That would be perfect, still flashy, because you know me my style is flashy, and yet it would be enough to mingle in with people. Walking behind the screen that was just beside the door or my room I slipped into the uniform and admired the my reflection. Perfect, not that there was any chance that it could be anything less than perfect, but it was always nice to hear myself say it.

Walking out of my room I skipped down stairs and went straight through the front hall and out the door. My parents didn't need to know what I was up to, it was none of their business anyways. I always did as I pleased, they never told me what to do, they never argued with me or anything. They were more of figure heads and stuff than actual parents. Anyways I found myself on the streets of District 1, ready to show ALL of District 1 who Annastasia Glory was. By the time this day was through everyone would know my name, they would know and respect my name.

I settled into the crowd of people wandering among them, listening in to conversations, and wondering how they could live with themselves. They were all so pitiful and ugly, like they had no purpose, why did they even bother. I mean I was as perfect as you could get, and if you couldn't match my perfection than you just needed to give up. All of these thoughts raced through my head until I realized I had reached a part of the distrct I didn't recognize. I walked over to a bench on the side of the street and leaned my head agains the wall.

If I was going to be going through this area I would need someone as a guide. I could probably play the part of a friendly person at least for a little while so I could find my way around. The only problem would be finding a ~~sucker~~ person would would be willing to help me.

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Bow before your Queen[Sarella] Feb 22, 2013 18:43:25 GMT -5

Post by Sarella on Feb 22, 2013 18:43:25 GMT -5

Apples are mean. Apples were very, very, very mean. They gave Tibby stomach aches, especially the green ones. Well, everything made her stomach hurt. Air made her stomach hurt. She rolls the apple around in her hands, regretting those first few bites. If she didn't eat soon, she'd probably starve. She still had time, she knew, she wasn't too far gone yet, but she could feel tht hunger eating away at her. Her family had plenty of food for her to eat, it was just the matter of finding something that wouldn't make her hurt. It changed so often they had to take chances most of the time. But which did she prefer? Hunger eating her from the inside out, or bad cooperation tearing apart her intestines?

"Felix, I'm going out," she tells her brother, then grabs a second apple and heads outside. Felix had recommended apples, because they were usually okay for her to eat, but when they did hurt, they heart for a while, and her bowels hated them. Perhaps the forbidden fruit was an apple. Apples were fruits, right? Yes, Tibby was certain apples were fruits. Fruits had seeds. See how smart she is!?

Walking down the path, she bites down hard on the apple, gathering her little strength to get some of the food. The taste was wonderful, she loved apples. They were her favorite thing to eat. As she chews, some of the juice is swallowed and she half expects the immediate effect that usually settled over when she was not going to accept it. When it doesn't come, she swallows and takes another bite. How absolutely delicious, and how wonderful it was to be eating again. However reluctant she had been before, it had now disappeared. She had her food. She wasn't going to starve, not today.

Some people might say apples were cruel. She loved them too much to think them cruel, even when she was crying and yelling in pain, clutching her stomach and trying not to kick her twin, Felix. He was always calm about it though, and settled her down. It would still hurt but he would comfort her until it was over. Then she'd fall asleep and everything would be okay again, until she woke up the next morning with the stomach flu.

The crowd begins to condense as Tibby finds her way to the more populated streets of the District. It always made her a bit uncomfortable, what with all the rubbing and yelling. First chance, she darts out and onto a bench to escape the crushing sensation. She tosses the apple core into a bin next to her and begins on the second one. Apples. Ah, the loveliness. Turning her head while taking another bite, she looks over the dark haired girl next to her. "Hello," she says, after swalling, in her high, whispy voice.