We Are The Reasons // Thundy
Jul 3, 2015 23:45:53 GMT -5
Post by charade on Jul 3, 2015 23:45:53 GMT -5
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After a small lunch, Katelyn decided that she might as well wander the training center for awhile before exploring style street. The weapons stood like silent sentinels in their racks, untouched for several days now, save for when victors decided to mess with them. Her fingers traced the edge of a battleaxe, exploring the contours of the cold metal. It was not unlike the ice pick she had wielded the previous year, the one that had ended two lives. The skin on her index finger caught on the edge and parted, letting a bead of blood pool before dripping down like a raindrop and splashing on the ground.
For a moment, it was unbelievably cold in the training center, and the floor shone like the sun had on snow. But only for a moment. Katelyn stared at it mutely as she wiped her finger on her jeans and did an about face to leave, only to walk smack dab into a wide pair of shoulders with a grunt."Didn't know anyone else was down here." she muttered. And then paused when she looked up into his face. Sallow cheekbones. Pale skin. Eyes that cut a person down to the bone.
"Colgate, right?"
That was a lie. She knew what his name was. She remembered watching his finale; where he carved a little girl to pieces in the heart of hell itself. That she killed Chaske, one of his tributes with the same weapon that Colgate had favored in the sixty-sixth. And of course, he'd know who she was. She was the new kid on the block, and would continue to be until someone won the quell. That person wouldn't be from nine this year as Maya had died earlier in the day."My condolences."
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| Katelyn | Persimmon |
After a small lunch, Katelyn decided that she might as well wander the training center for awhile before exploring style street. The weapons stood like silent sentinels in their racks, untouched for several days now, save for when victors decided to mess with them. Her fingers traced the edge of a battleaxe, exploring the contours of the cold metal. It was not unlike the ice pick she had wielded the previous year, the one that had ended two lives. The skin on her index finger caught on the edge and parted, letting a bead of blood pool before dripping down like a raindrop and splashing on the ground.
For a moment, it was unbelievably cold in the training center, and the floor shone like the sun had on snow. But only for a moment. Katelyn stared at it mutely as she wiped her finger on her jeans and did an about face to leave, only to walk smack dab into a wide pair of shoulders with a grunt."Didn't know anyone else was down here." she muttered. And then paused when she looked up into his face. Sallow cheekbones. Pale skin. Eyes that cut a person down to the bone.
"Colgate, right?"
That was a lie. She knew what his name was. She remembered watching his finale; where he carved a little girl to pieces in the heart of hell itself. That she killed Chaske, one of his tributes with the same weapon that Colgate had favored in the sixty-sixth. And of course, he'd know who she was. She was the new kid on the block, and would continue to be until someone won the quell. That person wouldn't be from nine this year as Maya had died earlier in the day."My condolences."
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