Mia Loveday - Closed
Aug 15, 2010 14:07:09 GMT -5
Post by Chopin on Aug 15, 2010 14:07:09 GMT -5
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The medical facility; a place of not only biological triumph but safety as well. At least that was the out look Aneome had towards it. It wasn't long after her fathers 'accident' that she desided to continue business as usual, which, like most district 2 children of gaming age, consisted of skipping not only school but also training sessions. Although this some what 'rebellious' act was not for mere stupidity's sake, no, it was in fact due to her inept erge to continue her studies as a developmental doctor under her mothers super vision. Through out the years the workers had learned her name, story, and have mostly looked past what she was ment to be doing since she was only there to learn first hand rather then pointless book work the schools were infamous for.
Dispite this being true, they still had the occational 'check up' days; random days where new Peacekeepers were sent in to evaluate the district, specifically the individual facilities and calm any rumors of rebellion, however few, and take first hand information of the break throughs to the Capitol. Check ups were never given a heads up, and scarcely did Aneome skip during one. Today was different, the chances were against her and now she was headed towards the back of the building where a small, typically unpatroled window led to a narrow alley; a safe route that brought out directly to the main street and more importantly away from the Peacekeepers.
Aneome was already to the window, quickly looking around before she jumped; being that it was on the first floor the landing was easy to stick to say the least. Nonchalantly she headed for the main street just feet away. Quickly stripping herself of a sterial white robe and putting it in her bag, she began assimulating herself in the open area. The street was loosely flooded, the occational student or career skipping a lesson like herself and others simply on their way to buy food or clothes. Her eyes searched around looking for anyone she knew to offset any suspisions of her lone activity in the street.
The medical facility; a place of not only biological triumph but safety as well. At least that was the out look Aneome had towards it. It wasn't long after her fathers 'accident' that she desided to continue business as usual, which, like most district 2 children of gaming age, consisted of skipping not only school but also training sessions. Although this some what 'rebellious' act was not for mere stupidity's sake, no, it was in fact due to her inept erge to continue her studies as a developmental doctor under her mothers super vision. Through out the years the workers had learned her name, story, and have mostly looked past what she was ment to be doing since she was only there to learn first hand rather then pointless book work the schools were infamous for.
Dispite this being true, they still had the occational 'check up' days; random days where new Peacekeepers were sent in to evaluate the district, specifically the individual facilities and calm any rumors of rebellion, however few, and take first hand information of the break throughs to the Capitol. Check ups were never given a heads up, and scarcely did Aneome skip during one. Today was different, the chances were against her and now she was headed towards the back of the building where a small, typically unpatroled window led to a narrow alley; a safe route that brought out directly to the main street and more importantly away from the Peacekeepers.
Aneome was already to the window, quickly looking around before she jumped; being that it was on the first floor the landing was easy to stick to say the least. Nonchalantly she headed for the main street just feet away. Quickly stripping herself of a sterial white robe and putting it in her bag, she began assimulating herself in the open area. The street was loosely flooded, the occational student or career skipping a lesson like herself and others simply on their way to buy food or clothes. Her eyes searched around looking for anyone she knew to offset any suspisions of her lone activity in the street.
