Venturing Back {Flyss/Kylie}

oticing that the girl she had greeted was rather unenthusiastic and expressionless with her reply, Sana didn't let this bother her. There wasn't much to dampen her positive mood. The girl had appeared to be picking clovers, or something of the sort. Yes, clovers, that's what they were. She was curious as to why, but didn't ask, as she was uncertain as to whether it would come across as a rude inquiry.

Sana almost thought she had forgotten her drawstring bag across the street on the bench where she had eaten lunch, but realized that she had mindlessly picked it up and put it on her back like it had been before. Wanting to start some sort of conversation to the expressionless face of the girl, Sana was trying to figure out what to say to her. Knowing that it could be rather difficult for some people in social situations, she thought that perhaps this girl was one of them. On the other hand, Sana absolutely blossomed in these situations. Maybe she could indirectly help her do the same. Her cheery smiled remained on her face.

"I'm Sana." She introduced herself. "Well, Sana Fleur is my full name. Then again, I don't think that really matters in casual conversation, does it?" Sana laughed a bit. "So, who are you? I'm just wondering. It's alright if you don't want to tell me." She tried her best to avoid coming across as rude. This was something she often did, as she certainly didn't want to make enemies.

Realizing she had kind of enjoyed the greeting she had received where she was referred to as 'miss', she pushed one of her braids out of her face. Her hair was braided into two separate braids today, and she had a variety of flowers throughout her outfit. There were flowers in her hair, as well as a faux flower that decorated her sandals, with the center of a fake gem. She had taken quite a bit of time to get ready this morning, as her hair was normally full of little fly-away strands and was quite the tangled mess when she would wake up in the morning. It always took her a while to brush through it. Also having bothered to put on some make-up that day, she felt rather good about her appearance. She generally had a lot of self-confidence, but not too much that it made her seem full of her self.

he girl had actually replied to her and let a small smirk cross her face. This made Sana rather glad. She had been able to put a positive expression on the face of a girl whom seemed to have the most blank look on her face. Having introduced herself as Kylie, Sana realized how much she liked that name. The girl had repeated her name, after having said it once as well as telling Sana that it was nice to meet her.

"It's nice to meet you as well!" Sana exclaimed. It wasn't a loud sort of exclamation. It was more of an enthusiastic one. As the girl pushed her hair out of her face, Sana thought she caught another glimpse of the girl wanting to continue conversation. That's exactly what Sana had decided to do as well. She figured that by speaking with the girl, she would be likely to make a new friend, or at least an acquaintance. Then again, by having a conversation with Kylie, the two girls were technically already acquaintances. Though, who really needed technicality in every day life and conversations like these?

"So, what're you up to? I was just headed back from the training center." Explained Sana. "My brother is one of the weapons' coaches. I was training from about six in the morning until noon today. There's no set time that I have to be home. Hey, if you're not busy, I can talk for a while." She said.

Sana began to think to herself. She wasn't quite sure what to talk about, but was rather certain it would come to her eventually. If Kylie didn't really seem to offer any topics, she was sure she could come up with something. Perhaps she should mention the recent games that had passed? Then again, that was a sensitive subject for some. She on the other hand, wasn't really concerned with the games too much. Having never known anyone who participated in them, it was actually a common topic in her house among her family. It wasn't a topic like it would be in the Capitol, laughing and anticipating for the following year. It was more of a debate topic on occasion, and could certainly, in her family's eyes, aside from herself, be seen as a training method, by re-watching them to see how the different tributes did and how they did it.

ylie had been messing with a clover in her hands and explained that she was gathering them for her father, though she didn't seem to want to refer to him as that, with the way she paused. Was there something going on between them? Sana wasn't sure, but couldn't get herself to ask. Kylie continued to conversation, to the surprise of Sana. At this point, the clover the girl had been holding was in shreds. She hadn't seemed to notice at first, though.

Kylie asked Sana a small inquiry. She seemed to be confirming whether or not Sana's brother, Namir, worked at the training center. It didn't sound non-believing though. She had just been trying to keep the conversation active and on-going. Sana nodded at Kylie in reply. Then, she decided she may as well elaborate. There was no point in keeping quite when Kylie seemed genuinely interested in whatever Sana had to say.

"Yeah," Sana replied, "he's been working there a lot recently. Since he never got the chance to participate in the Hunger Games, which disappointed him, he decided he would train others so they could do well if and when they are selected. I was over there earlier, training for about four hours with him. I've learned to develop a few uses for a spear, thanks to him." She let another smile cross her lips. There was rarely a topic Sana wouldn't talk about, as long as it wasn't about her older sister, Kiara. Kiara had passed away a few years ago, and it was a very sensitive subject for Sana. Kiara hadn't died in the games, no. She died when she had come down with an illness. This wasn't something too common in District One, dying of illness.

Her family had been low on money then, and unable to help her. Luckily, at this point, they were doing much better, and were able to afford much, much more. This could be told just by looking at Sana today. She had lip gloss on her lips, and was wearing other makeup such as some black eyeliner. She certainly took her time with this each day, in order to try and make herself look the best she possibly could. It was always something she strives for, as many people didn't want to associate with you if you didn't even give an attempt to look decent. At least not in District One, that is. Maybe it was even like that in the other districts. Sana didn't think she'd ever know, though.

hen Kylie asked Sana what her brother's name was, it looked as if Kylie thought she was being rude. Sana tried her best not to let the girl think she was being rude. After all, if she were, Sana couldn't tell. People being rude to her was the least of her concerns. She never really took things minor like that to be offensive. Whereas, if someone where to flat out insult her or someone she cares about, things would be different.

"His name is Namir," replied Sana, answering the question Kylie had asked of her, "he's nineteen." She didn't mind answering people's questions, either. Maybe she should try to continue the conversation. The weight of her bag was starting to feel prominent. It was more than just the remains of her lunch that it contained. Inside her bag were also a change of clothes that she had worn during training, a hair brush, some deodorant, and a few extra hair ties. Then again, this wasn't much extra. Sometimes, when Sana got nervous, she'd notice little things like this, but what was there for her to be worried or nervous about at this point?

"Do you have any siblings?" questioned Sana, as an attempt to keep the conversation going. She quite enjoyed talking to Kylie. Kylie seemed to be enjoying their talk as well, but she didn't look very self confident, nor did she look at all pleased with herself. Personally, Sana thought that Kylie wouldn't need to try to look her best. Her natural beauty was all there. One thing Sana tended to take notice of was when Kylie pushed her hair out of her face. It was almost as if it were a sign to continue speaking, because she was enjoying the conversation. Sana was enjoying it as well. She was certainly glad she had decided to come over and talk to her. Maybe she wouldn't need her minor stress relief of training today.

s Kylie gave her response, she almost looked as if she regretted saying it. Perhaps she looked more distant? Or was it hesitant? Sana wasn't sure. Explaining that it got kind of boring at home without siblings, she didn't seem to think that was the correct word to use for some reason, either.

Proceeding to ask another question, Kylie asked Sana what it was like to have siblings. "Well," she said in reply, " when they're younger, it can be quite a bit of work." Sana explained. "I have two younger sisters, Moka and Hazara. She prefers to be called Haz, though. Haz is rather independent, so she isn't too much trouble. On the other hand, Moka can be a bit clingy. She tends to come to me to comfort herself. Though, I guess that could be taken as a compliment." She gives a bit of a smile.

Suddenly, a question had popped into Sana's mind, and she wasn't sure why. Hoping it didn't sound rude, she decided to ask it of Kylie. "So, what do you think of the games? Like, do you look forward to them? Do you train? My parents, as well as Namir, really encourage me to train, and want me to volunteer one day. I'm not sure when I want to though. How about you?" She asked Kylie.

So many thoughts raced in Sana's head at this point. Was she actually making friends with someone who seemed so shy this successfully? That appeared to be the case. Sana was glad though. She certainly liked making new friends, and hoped that maybe this pretty young girl may let it extend to more than that. Giving a small smile, Sana then snapped out of her thoughts and back into reality.

he response that Kylie gave Sana had thoroughly interested her. Especially that last part, about her family. Sana wasn't sure whether or not to ask about it. She knew that if someone asked about her own family, she didn't care, but was aware it wasn't the same for each and every person. Then, Sana decided to ask her anyways.

"If you don't mind me asking, is there something that concerns or bothers you with your family? I'm just making sure things are alright." Sana questioned Kylie. She thought about what it may be. Was her family abusive? Where they rude to her, or not allowing her to do anything she wanted, like training? Sana imagined what that would be like, had her family not allowed her to train.

Then again, her family would never prevent her from training. If anything, they encouraged it. They wanted her to be prepared if she ever went into the games. If she weren't in District One, it may have been expected for parents not to want their children to train, but this was District One, and most of the tributes that ever went into the games were Career Tributes. They trained outside of the games, beforehand.

Then something came into her mind. Her parents didn't let Moka train much, because of her age. Sana wasn't sure how old this girl was, so maybe that was why, if she wasn't allowed to. Then again, these were all assumptions. Sana had no way of knowing for sure until Kylie told her. Maybe she'd ask her. Not right then, but maybe later.