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ASSEMBLE or NOT [ashley] Dec 27, 2012 19:30:42 GMT -5

Post by #lincoln on Dec 27, 2012 19:30:42 GMT -5

Fledgling quickly left the schoolyard knowing she had to get home before work time because she forgot her gloves. She raced through the tiny gate knowing she had exactly twenty-eight minutes before work started. That meant she could spend most of her time on the walk to work, so she would be there in plenty of time. No need to be whipped, after all. Fledgling felt so forgetful today, first her math homework leading to hand lashings, and then her work gloves, which would lead to something a whole lot worse than hand lashings.

At that very moment her forehead collided with something hard and all she could remember was falling to the ground. Fledgling had no idea what she had hit, but it was so painful and the world seemed to go black. Was this what it was like to die? She couldn't die, she had a family to provide for and a sister to take care of. This was definitely not what she expected. No, something was wrong. She still could think, but for some reason the world was definitely not coming to her.

In the distance she could hear a faint voice calling her name, but slowly it was getting louder. As she began to come to all that she knew was she was about to be late and that was not good. Fledgling could not be late. That would be one of the worst things that could possible happen in this already terrible day. She fluttered her eyes as light seemed to shine in her face. Who was holding her? It was a boy. Her hero.

Last Edit: Dec 27, 2012 19:34:05 GMT -5 by #lincoln

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ASSEMBLE or NOT [ashley] Dec 27, 2012 22:47:59 GMT -5

Post by ProudBudgieOwner on Dec 27, 2012 22:47:59 GMT -5

Al sighed as he stared at the clock, knowing full well that he wasn't making time go by any faster.
Two more minutes..., he whispered to himself. Two more minutes until the school day would end and the work day would begin. Honestly, he thought that going to school while living in District 11 was pointless. It's not like any of them were going to be able to pursue anything other than working in the orchards for the rest of their lives. But, as everyone else knew, "school" was one of the many methods used by the Capitol to brainwash its citizens.

Finally, Al heard the comforting ring of the bell and began to pack his things up. Usually, he would have to wait outside the school for his younger brother; but he had to stay after for a project and Al had to get to work. He kicked a stone as he walked, a habit he picked up from his brother. Walking alone felt rather strange to him, as he wasn't used to it. Pausing for a moment, Al opened his bag and made sure he had everything for work, which included his lunch, his gloves, and his cap. He noticed, however, that he had accidentally taken both his and his brother's gloves with him. Whoops... I thought. It's a good thing he doesn't need these today...

That's when he saw a girl lying on the ground. Okay that's definitely not good, Al thought as he rushed over to her. She must have collapsed or something. But from what? Could it be hunger? He observed his surroundings and noticed tree with a low lying branch right above the girl's body. She must not have seen the branch in time and hit while walking into it...I gotta do something.

Something about the girl seemed familiar to him. Getting a better look at her face, he realized that she went to their school. Although he was pretty certain that she was a grade or two above him, he recalled hearing her name from somewhere.[/size]

Fledgling! Hey, Fledgling, can you hear me?[/size] The girl's cheeks were flushed, and he thought he heard a small whimper escape from her.[/size]
Listen, you gotta hang in there, okay? I'm going to get you some help, I promise.[/size] Al lifted her into his arms and only managed to take a few steps before he saw the girls eyes begin to open. He didn't put her down yet, however, he wasn't sure if she could walk on her own, but he decided that it would be well worth asking where the girl was originally headed.[/size]

How are you feeling? I'm not sure if you know me or not. My name is Alexander, but you can call me Al. We go to the same school.[/size] He then went on to add:[/size] I was just on my way to work when I found you, were you doing the same?[/size] I really hope we're not late... he added silently as he waited for the girl to respond. They were in for some big trouble if they were.[/size]

Last Edit: Dec 27, 2012 23:02:16 GMT -5 by ProudBudgieOwner

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ASSEMBLE or NOT [ashley] Dec 29, 2012 10:11:21 GMT -5

Post by #lincoln on Dec 29, 2012 10:11:21 GMT -5

Fledgling, still in that in between state from being completely blacked out and having some sense in her head tried to regain consciousness to the best of her ability. She didn't understand what was going on and hoped if she had hit someone that that someone was okay because she sure wasn't. There was something there, in the distance. Something she could cling on to. Out of nowhere the talking became much clearer and she slowly began to hear. Fledgling heard her name being called and her eyes rapidly fluttered open, but it was too much and she quickly closed them to avoid the sharp pain in her head.

The boy carrying her she only recognized as someone from school, since they were all often together to bring a sense of unity she knew he was a couple of years younger than herself. It wasn't like he couldn't lift her though as she was very lithe and he had probably lifted many heavier things being a worked for Panem. Trying once more to open her eyes, Fledgling managed to succeed this time and put the name the boy had said with the face. This was Al. He had saved her and now it was time to rethan him because she was probably going to be late for work.

Fledgling looked into his eyes with a smile and tried to put together some words to speak, but it all came out as croaked mess. She still hadn't fully recovered and she could feel the large bump growing on her head. How would she explain this one to her mother, the women who fretted over even the littlest scrape? And work probably started in like ten minutes. That meant she would be late, so she'd have even more to explain with the whip marks on her back. It was official. This day sucked.

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ASSEMBLE or NOT [ashley] Dec 31, 2012 0:29:21 GMT -5

Post by ProudBudgieOwner on Dec 31, 2012 0:29:21 GMT -5

Al breathed a sigh of relief as the girl gave him a weak smile. At least she was starting to regain consciousness. He noticed a large bump forming where she had hit her head, and wished there was some way he could obtain ice to cease the swelling. Living in District 11, however, this would be very unlikely.

If only the weather wasn't so damn warm all the time, I mumbled. A jumble of words came from the girls mouth as she attempted to speak. Al could tell that she still wasn't fully conscious enough to answer his questions, and realized that he needed to act quick if he wanted to fix things.

I'm going to have to take a chance and assume that she works in the orchards. This would make sense, he thought. After all, most people their age would be working for the Capitol by now, and it's always better to be safe than sorry. If he was quick, he could get them both to work on time and avoid being whipped, or worse. He could only imagine what his grandmother and brother would say if he came home with bloody lash marks on his back, and he was sure that Fledgling's family wouldn't be too happy about that either.

His decision made, Al hoisted the girl onto his back and broke into a slow jog. If I keep this pace up, we'll be able to make it. I won't let us be the ones who get punished today.

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Last Edit: Dec 31, 2012 0:30:33 GMT -5 by ProudBudgieOwner

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ASSEMBLE or NOT [ashley] Jan 4, 2013 14:12:18 GMT -5

Post by #lincoln on Jan 4, 2013 14:12:18 GMT -5

Fledgling still was having trouble grasping onto reality, but she was trying her hardest. Hopefully, whoever was helping her understood her dilemma about needing to get to work and that was where they were heading, not home. Home would be no good. She'd just have to deal with the fact that she didn't have any gloves and get cuts on her hands. That was better than being whipped and having the boss mad at you, right? Either way Fledgling knew that they needed to her because this had eaten into her time to get to work and it wasn't like they had all day to lolly gag.

Oh, and the pain in her head. It was difficult to overcome without ice, but she was managing. In district eleven you just accepted that unless you had something majorly wrong you weren't going to get any medicine for it. As Fledgling finally began to fully regain consciousness she was happy to see that they were in fact on the road to the fields. She felt a twinge of happiness because they could maybe make it, and by the rushed feeling she was getting hopefully this boy was trying his hardest to get them there. If not she was screwed, but from the few things she was able to notice from here they were coming close to the fields.

"Th...th...thank you," Fledgling said to Al flashing him a smile as he ran. It was people like him that made her realize this world wasn't all a bad place. She didn't have a clue what else to say, but thank you as he had pretty much saved her life. Had she been late everything would have come crashing down. If only pesky trees wouldn't get in the way of her path to work. Fledgling had no clue why this boy had helped her, but for whatever reason it was she felt like she owed him. Maybe she could make his family dinner or something? Sure her mother wouldn't like that, but it'd repay the debt she owed for him.

ooc: after you post, would you like to time-skip to after work and they can walk home together?