Rowena : A Regular Morning [Open to All!]
Dec 19, 2012 14:00:47 GMT -5
Post by Lils<3 on Dec 19, 2012 14:00:47 GMT -5
The beam of light flooded the room, like a tidal wave splashing against the forest edges near the ocean. It must've been about five or so minutes until the light trying to get through my eyelids finally woke me. I contemplated shutting my eyes and drifting back off to sleep, but instead I forced myself to sit up, rubbing my eyes with balled fists like a crying baby. A yawn escaped me before I swung my legs out of bed, pushing to my feet, and wandering to the wardrobe. Without being picky I yanked out some clothes, and quickly got undressed, pulling the black tanktop over my head and adjusting it, before pulling the shorts up both legs and fastening the button on them. I yawn again, but shook the tiredness away from myself before moving down the stairs.
"Hello!?" I cry out.
No answer, nobody home. I shrug, moving to the door, slipping into my black boots, and swinging the door open. The sunlight floods my vision, and for a second, I am disorientated. But I soon begin making my way down the porch stairs, onto the stone flooring. People greet me as I pass by, the occasional "Hello there Rowena." or "Good Day Ena.", I shrug them off, and nod. But really my main goal is to go for a morning walk, and probably head to the district square and catch a glimpse of the games on the screen. Like most I was rooting for District 1's own. I knew that we'd win this year, the elite always win, the other years are flukes.
After a few minutes of walking, and taking in the morning sights, I was walking into the square, after making it to a comfortable spot, I shifted my gaze onto the screen, a finale? What was a missing, almost rearing with excitement, I locked my eyes to the screen. A large grin on my face.
"I wonder how this is going to turn out..."
I could only grimace at the thought of a district one victor, the glory brought to our district. And somebody from OUR generation being MY mentor, just the thought was amazing, like a dream. I giggled like a schoolgirl, and some people turned their views to me. I quickly opted back to my serious facial expression, crossing my arms over, and looking up at the screen again. That girl was dead, the cannon fire went off and I murmured.
"One to go Peri..." I said, smirking.
The boy from District Eight, Wednesdae was it? I didn't know, nor did I care, he was just another target trying to hold back, I smiled, and fixated my gaze on the face of the boy who had killed the girl just minutes ago.
I didn't feel like watching the finale, I was busy. Swiftly turning on my heel, I sped off towards the market, starting in a speedwalk I quickly switched to a light jog, weaving between the crowds. Bursting into the marketplace and looking around. I was planning to grab some food, an apple or two, my weekly allowance should cover the costs, and the markets stocked the freshest produce. All those poor little losers in the other districts, spending their time producing food for us and the Capitol to eat. Oh, the Capitol.. I will live there one day.. one day. I began to daze off, thinking of a wealthy, easy life in the capitol.
But, quickly shook the thought away, I was busy, and began moving towards the market center, where most of the food vendors took arms, and fought with not swords, but their voices, as they beckon us to their wares. The closer I got to the center, the more hassle I got from shopkeepers, I tried my best to dismiss them, before finally reaching my goal. My eyes began to dart around, as I searched for Jackson's Apple stall.
((OOC: I was wondering if anyone would like to RP? Its fine, anyone can join, gender, doesn't matter. Just bump into her or something!))
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