A rainy day...

A rainy day... Jul 3, 2016 9:40:42 GMT -5

Post by Sleepy Fluttershy on Jul 3, 2016 9:40:42 GMT -5

Onyx Clayton

[http://hungergamesrpg.com/thread/81225/onyx-clayton-d3-fin?page=1&scrollTo=343295]
*It's my first thread, so it's probably not ideal. Sorry if it's not really good*

Rain. Rain. Rain. And once again - rain. Everywhere. And a lot of thick mud, like there wasn't enough dirt here in three already. Grey skies. And water pouring down again and again. This rain would water plants and flowers in the agricultural districts, but it was absolutely useless here, in the most polluted place in Panem. It only made things worse. But there were some positive points in it, for sure. Children would finally be able to build mud castles and play ship battles in water. But Onyx knew she was too grown-up for these things. And though rain wasn't a tragedy, she couldn't help feeling disappointed about it.

It has been a long time since the Reaping passed. No one from her family was chosen. And still, there was a huge lot of people out there, making attempts to survive, struggling, suffering. The Games changed people like nothing else, they made even the most charming tributes kill and fight. A killer always meant "a monster" to her. But when she watched the Hunger Games, she felt confused and angry. People who weren't monsters, sometimes people she knew, sometimes just other tributes - children, girls and boys her age were stabbing, hitting, trying to kill each other. It just didn't make any sense. They couldn't be monsters, they just couldn't be. But they were still murderers. Why?

It's just empty thoughts, anyway. Time to stop asking questions. Time to live. "What happened to strong and realistic?", - Onyx thought and started peeling the potatoes.It was none of her business - the Games, the tributes, the dead bodies. She was in the kitchen, cooking dinner. And she had a whole happy year of being alive ahead of her. Why think about these things? Why sadden herself with something that didn't harm her now and today? Maybe it was wrong. But it was the only way she could put herself together during the Games, when her sisters and younger brothers were moaning and crying in their sleep every night.

After finishing the housework she went outside and looked at the sky. It was still grey. No sign of sun. Even the weather was sad. She heard Rumbelle crying in the house again. The poor kid had nine years before she could be reaped, but she accidentally caught a glimpse of a fight in the Bloodbath on the first Games day and has been seeing nightmares since then, especially during her afternoon sleep. Hearing a child cry was always horrible. So Onyx just remembered that her elder sister was in the house with the children and decided that Rumbelle had someone to calm her down. She never knew how to cheer little kids up.

She went out in the street and went... somewhere. Her work around the house was done for today. Time to take mind off the chores, the Games, the Reaping. Just go and feel the wind blowing in her face, feel the rain on her shoulders... And, obviously, when she thought about it, she bumped into someone and fell down, into the mud... Just perfect. She was supposed to be the most careful and responsible one. And now she will have some extra laundry to do. Great! ... No, she must be calm. She shouldn't get angry. It's irrational and stupid. Her clothes won't become clean if she starts feeling sad or disappointed.

...By the way, who did she bump into? She mutters "Sorry" and tries to stand up.