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To New Beginnings (Marree) Jan 25, 2014 23:13:31 GMT -5

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Post by * on Jan 25, 2014 23:13:31 GMT -5

I was completely terrified. Absolutely horrified at the images that ran through my mind the moment that Sienna had wrapped her arms around me. Subconsiously, I shiver when she lets go of me. The thought that I was being buried alive making my stomach drop into nothing and my mind racing with fear. However, Sienna is quick to try to right whatever it was she was doing. Was she afraid I wasn't going to wake? Maybe I happen to get sicker through the night? At that moment, I feel nothing wrong with me; no headache. There isn't any sign of a dry mouth due to fever. My body does still ache, but for the most part, I feel better then I did yesterday. Still, I wipe at my eyes, clearing my eyes of the fog that came from the long nights sleep. I try to see her through slitted eyes to see if she was alright from where I asked her, but forgot that she couldn't speak, for whatever reason I'd yet to find out. She's quick to nod to her head up and down to answer my question.

"Good." I state just one simple word, however, her head started shaking 'no' again making me curious what she's talking about. At this point, I'm lost in her unspoken words. Her absence of a voice makes this difficult so early this morning when my waking world is nothing but noticing the sky is light and the air is cold. I don't try to comprehend what she's saying right now and just leave it alone as she points to me once again and shakes her head.

"I'm sorry, I don't understand. Are you saying it's not okay or something?" I try, honestly, I do, but I just can't put it together right now. Especially the moment she points at herself and does nothing with her face, I shake my head and lean my face down into my hands and raised legs to prop them on. When the conversation has nothing but silence, she removes herself from the sleeping bag.

"Where are you going? Are you leaving now?" I'm very curious where she's going to go after sharing a warm night with me. Does she have somewhere else to go that I can't comprehend out of her? Is she even going to be alright? I pull the sleeping back back up on my shoulders, putting my head back on the crook of my bent arm on my elbow. My eyes open and close a few times, still heavy from the fevered sleep I drifted off into last night. Yet, I realize how urgent it was for me to get a move on it today. It would have to be today, because I need to find out if my brother was still alive. With the peacekeepers coming out here, it mustn't be too far from the nearest district line and fences. If only, I could sneak into the district and try to find my brother, I could try to get him back. My biggest fear is if he's already been shipped back to our district or if he might be dead. Same goes for the old man. I get a sudden pang of guilt knowing the man was captured because of me. I will also try to find him and bring him along. Two more in our group would be lovely.

With a huge yawn, I look over to the girl who seems to be doing something that I can't tell what as the dawn of the new day rises with every minute and my day is being wasted in trying to find my brother. Sitting up, I let the sleeping back fall from my shoulders and land on my lap and I do the same as Sienna did only moments ago. I stand up and start rolling my sleeping bags up and stuffing them into the two packs that I'm going to take with me. I look over to Sienna.

"Hey, Sienna... you going somewhere special now? You survived the night, all nice and warm. Might you have plans on where your going next? Look, I'm going to go try to find my brother. You're welcome to tag along, if you wish, but I'm not going to ask you to follow." I state, while stuffing my bag with the final contents that I need and taking one last look at the bottle of medicine that I store neatly in one little spot so I'll know where it is without having to look for it. Another yawn escapes me as I cover it and zip up the bag. "thank you again for hiding the bags yesterday and showing me where they were." I figured I would leave the girl with pleasant words before I head out, but for some reason I wait. I stand there as I get the bag on my back, pushing the second back over the first and securing it over my shoulders. A small wave of dizziness overtakes me for a moment with the weight that pulls on my weakened state. I sidestep clumsily but regain my footing quickly, waiting on her answer.

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To New Beginnings (Marree) Jan 26, 2014 18:27:50 GMT -5

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Post by Cameo {RIP Charlie} on Jan 26, 2014 18:27:50 GMT -5

Communication was going to be Sienna most difficult challenge, and most likely for the rest of her life. There was nothing she could possibly do to change her situation, it was nothing close to just being mute. A heavy sigh comes from the little girl as she's not understood. It's not Callie's fault, nor Sienna's, but still it's extremely frustrating. Being young was already a bad downfall, and not being able to talk as well? Just as bad as having a baby in these woods, though she as smart enough to not cry or make loud noises. She pulls herself away from the sleeping bag, unsure what to do but needing the space despite the crisp it holds.

There was no way to explain herself. Education was minimal, and even still she only has the snow to write in. With the reflection of the sun it'll probably be even more difficult to read; and what happens when the snow melts. She gives one of the trees a light kick to release a bit of the feelings stored up from sealed lips. This wasn't the time to act like a little child as much as desires to though. Young, mute, and immature? It was almost as if she wasn't trying to proof why Callie should keep her around. "Where are you going? Are you leaving now?" The only voice around breaks her from her inner thoughts.

Softening the angry expression she shakes her head no as her light eyes turn to meet Callie's. There was no question Sienna would stick around as long as she was allowed, but then again how could the older one know that? Aside from sticking around and doing her best to be helpful, she had express no interest in staying. How could she aside from speaking though? Everything seems so impossible from the basement, when the second she's understood brings her to the top. How odd the young emotions are.

No matter what she was going to try to stick around Callie as much as possible. The first logical move would be relocating after last night's encounter with the peacekeepers. With no desire to change with the freezing temperature, and everything already crammed into her bag Sienna didn't have anything to do. There was a few things of Callie's that needed to be wrapped up, but the little one had no business touching her things. She needs something to make her company worth while, so instead of standing around like the confused little girl she is, she begins scattering around the cold leftover pieces from the fire. Most of it vanishes with a rub from her tiny shoe, and the few sticks she throws into nearby bushes. No evidence, no way of being tracked, even if they do split up here.

"Hey, Sienna... you going somewhere special now? You survived the night, all nice and warm. Might you have plans on where your going next? Look, I'm going to go try to find my brother. You're welcome to tag along, if you wish, but I'm not going to ask you to follow." Callie offers kindly, for all she knew Sienna was spending a night in the woods and about to return to her family. No communication so no way of knowing. The only thing that Sienna can do is shake her head no and step closer to the older girl. As long as the invites there she is, even if she's unable to say so. Possibly her expression says it all, but she can only wish it was that easy.

A slight smile reaches Sienna's face when she's thanked for stashing the bags from keepers and then showing their locations to Callie. But the little one wasn't going to take the departing thanks, she was staying even if she couldn't say so. It's clear that the older one's still feeling her sickness, though recovering, as she has to catch her balance at one point. Even if Sienna was unable to talk, very young, and one of the weakest living things in the woods she can be an asset. Anyone can be. To establish her lack of leaving she gently grips onto Callie's hand, with her bag swinging from her shoulders. She looks up at her with large curious eyes as if to say, ready to go? Here to help. A tree may be a larger, more sturdy thing to catch her balance on, but Sienna was capable of moving.

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To New Beginnings (Marree) Feb 3, 2014 21:10:13 GMT -5

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Post by * on Feb 3, 2014 21:10:13 GMT -5

The moment I start to pack up my bags, I can't helpl but watch the little mute girl with interest. Instead of just standing around, she does something not even I had thought about. The small fire that we used to keep warm last night is now being scatters, stomped and thown away leaving little to no evidence of us being here. The only thing that might be noticable would be the outlines of where we slept because of the heat that lay underneath us. The outline is perfect to show the difference of height. Where her feet began at my knees and our heads are at the same height. I smiles slightly and gather my things up and hoist them on my back as I talk to her as ask where she was going after this. Why was she even out here though? She was so young; no family and no one with her. Not even I could survive out here without the help of my brother and that generous man; come to think of it, Sienna, too.

How horrible I feel to be putting all these people into danger just for me. Selfish girl...

My question lingers on for no longer than five seconds before the girl reacts to my telling her she's welcome to come alone with me, even without my permission. Her head shakes from left to right quickly, demanding for me to pay attention to her and even more so when she steps to my side. I look down at her with softness from my honey colored eyes. Does this mean that she wants to come with me? Does this mean that she is up to whatever can happen now? I won't let her get hurt. If there is danger, I will shove her away at the first sign. Does she realize that?

I barely have time to do anything else before the lingering effects of the fever give me a nasty bout of dizziness to deal with until I feel her hand on me when I try to stabalize myself. The ground before me that waves like the ocean is suddenly stilled and I find myself blinking several times just to rid myself of those images. My heart flutters a moment trying to catch up with the emotional strife of being unsteady. I look to little Sienna, whose small hand fits loosely into mine, when I put a hand up to rub my eyes to ward away the fuzzy feeling. I nod my head. I give the girl my approval at this moment with an unspoken thanks and as I begin to walk, I pull her along gently before letting go of her hand.

Past every uprooted tree, I climb over those obstacles with a very little ease. There was always something that seemed to pull on my hair or my clothes to hold me back as the path in front of me was either to take the long way around or a short cut. I chose the shortest route, despite my better judgements. I had to. My brother could possibly be waiting on me to make my entrance into the district to vouche for him. To tell him that mummy and dad were waiting at home at the end of the district's poorest part to make the peacekeepers think that we just don't get out that often enough. My needing medicine to make me better would be a good excuse. I fold up my arms to my body as my stomach starts to growl just slightly. An appetite! Just that small bit of thought makes me think that I'm finally getting better. Last night, I couldn't eat, so I passed off the food to Sienna so that her stomach would be full and she would prosper from it. It would have done me no good to eat, though now, I start to regret it.

My fingers linger on the next set of trees for too long to catch my breath, letting my head linger on my hands. I look over to Sienna then back up in front of us before I notice something large in the distance. "What in the world?" I mutter and stand up straight, taking a few weak steps toward the sight of the cabin in the distance. At first, my heart pounds with excitement thinking that we could just live in the cabin forever and never have to deal with traveling again, but the more intelligent side tells me that it has to belong to someone. That someone might even be living in it right now. I question Sienna.

"Should we try to see if anyone is home or if it's abandoned?" I take a step back and hide behind the old round sycamore that keeps me upright.

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To New Beginnings (Marree) Feb 7, 2014 20:36:23 GMT -5

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Post by Cameo {RIP Charlie} on Feb 7, 2014 20:36:23 GMT -5

Is anyone able to handle isolation? Within Sienna's mind it doesn't seem possible, though out there in the world there's a few capable of doing such a thing...some that even prefer it. But for a little girl, she's ready to kill just to be around anyone. Luckily Callie doesn't dispute the idea of her joining along though, offers it though doesn't push it. Without a second thought she accepts it though, taking a step next to the older girl to illustrate her decision due to the fact she can't vocalize it. There's no going anywhere, not willingly at least. If only she could talk.

Thought the sickness may be greatly subsiding from Callie, it's still present. She sways like a thin tree in heavy wind for a second, still rooted into the ground but threatening to tumble over. Without a second thought Sienna clenches onto her hand to prevent a fallen friend. It's not much but still a decent stabilizer. It takes a few moments before she collects herself together, then she leads them off into the obis. In a way Sienna could careless what happens at this point, as long as she's not left along once again. She follows as fast as her little legs can carry, sad to see their hands separate but also too extremely grateful to care. She has a someone.

For the first time in a while Sienna's stomach is still full. Unsure of where her next meal may come from she was greedy enough to take Callie's offering of her share. In the Capitol, the place richest with foods, she found herself starving more then in her poor district. A good chunk of meat may keep her full for days even if she did finish it in one sitting. The extra energy gives nice extra strength for the journey, but her fears of not being able to keep up with Callie wasn't necessary. Recovering from her sickness reduces the speed. It's nice to finally stroll, but also brings the fear of peacekeepers searching around after last night's event. As best as the tiny eleven year old could do she helps Callie with the obstacles of the woods. It's not much though.

A lot of breaks are needed, Sienna doesn't mind one bit though. Certainly they'd hear warning signs of keepers, and at that time shall run with all the adrenalin they have. For now, only forest noises fill the air, safety. She takes a break from her heavy bag and takes Callie's lead of resting against a tree for a second. Usually Sienna would travel through trees, making breaks easy and safe, and a lot less stressful. Now with the worries of leaving a trail, or making too much noise, the frequent breaks are needed. She's unable to resist staring up at Callie, waiting for directions or instructions on what to do next.

"What in the world?" Takes Sienna off guard because Callie's surprised by something. She tries to figure out what the older one is staring at, but it's all so blurry. What is it? She opens her mouth slightly as if she was able to talk, and quickly shuts her lips together. As she keeps her light eyes upon the figure it slowly comes into focus. A cabin. "Should we try to see if anyone is home or if it's abandoned?"

Fear runs through the avox just as it always does when she feels as though she's in a dangerous situation. By the looks of it no lights indicate life, but that doesn't mean there's not occupants within that home. Why wouldn't there be? The more important question is who may be in there though. A helping hand like the older guy and Callie? Or a Capitol hire, patrolling the woods for anyone and everyone. Being caught will surely bring Sienna back to slavery. What about Callie though? Sienna's dealt with the cruel life for so long it doesn't even compare to the worries of what may happen to her newly found older friend.

With a concerned look she stares at Callie, hoping to get her worries across without having to search for another stick. If writing in snow or dirt was there only way of communicating everything will take twice as long. Her tiny shoulders give a slight shrug with uncertainty. A warm, secluded place to stay sounds perfect, but not at the risk of their lives. The best thing to do is search out the situation though. She brings a tiny finger up to her lips to indicate they should be quiet, then she points towards the cabin to show where they should keep silent.

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