A Light To Guide The Way {Albaric/Alaric}
Dec 18, 2017 19:45:48 GMT -5
Post by kap on Dec 18, 2017 19:45:48 GMT -5
Albaric Lumiere
When the finale of the Games came to a close and Cynthia Rose Delgado fell to Jacinta Salazar of District Seven, many people in District One were irritated, to say the least. Cynthia would have been another victor for District One, had she come out on top. This wasn’t the case, though. Anyone who wasn’t strong enough to be victor would die in the Games. That’s just how things were. This simply meant that Cynthia wasn’t the strongest of the two. I wasn’t bothered by this. Sure, it would be nice to have the victory for our District, but apparently, this time around, it wasn’t quite deserved.
I heard a lot of irritated conversation between the people of the District as I was out and about. It was all the same, though. Perhaps that’s why I didn’t want to approach anyone to talk. It was partly because none of the people I saw interested me, but also because I didn’t want to discuss the finale. It was over, and I didn’t find a point in talking about it all that much. Then again, a lot of things irritated me, and I couldn’t avoid every single one of them all the time.
Normally, I didn’t just wander the District. If I was out and about, normally, I was headed somewhere in particular, and that was usually either school or the training center. I wasn’t quite certain what prompted me to go off and make my way around the District when I had no motive in mind, but regardless, that seemed to be how this day was going. Things just seemed to be completely unplanned. I supposed I was okay with that for once.
As I walked about, other than hearing people talk about pointless topics, I did get to witness a few things that I didn’t normally see, since I didn’t go out much. There were people around that I recognized from school. I didn’t say any form of greeting to them, as most of them I didn’t particularly like, but I observed nonetheless. As for people that I was fond of, there were only a couple. Again, however, I didn’t greet them in any way. If someone wanted to talk to me, I’d much rather they approach me.
Eventually, I got tired of walking. I wasn’t physically tired, no. It took a lot to make me physically tired. I was just bored of it. I suppose that’s a better way to word things. Since I was getting bored of walking, I decided to take a seat on a nearby bench that was empty. I didn’t want to sit next to any of the people on the other benches, so I supposed that sitting by myself was the best option.
I sat there for a little while, just watching people walk by. For whatever reason, it was actually somewhat entertaining to me. At least, it was more entertaining than walking around aimlessly. I didn’t like doing things without reason. Sure, I didn’t exactly have reason sitting on the bench, but it made more sense in my mind than just wandering about. As I was sitting there, I even recognized someone that I knew.
The boy’s name was Alaric. It was very similar to my own name, Albaric, so it was easy to remember. He wasn’t bad-looking, although not exceedingly attractive. It made me wonder what he thought of me. I could remember recently hearing people at school say that he was mistreated by his parents, but I didn’t know for sure if it was true. Had he heard any rumors about me? It made me curious. Regardless, I would wait to talk until he decided to approach me.
I heard a lot of irritated conversation between the people of the District as I was out and about. It was all the same, though. Perhaps that’s why I didn’t want to approach anyone to talk. It was partly because none of the people I saw interested me, but also because I didn’t want to discuss the finale. It was over, and I didn’t find a point in talking about it all that much. Then again, a lot of things irritated me, and I couldn’t avoid every single one of them all the time.
Normally, I didn’t just wander the District. If I was out and about, normally, I was headed somewhere in particular, and that was usually either school or the training center. I wasn’t quite certain what prompted me to go off and make my way around the District when I had no motive in mind, but regardless, that seemed to be how this day was going. Things just seemed to be completely unplanned. I supposed I was okay with that for once.
As I walked about, other than hearing people talk about pointless topics, I did get to witness a few things that I didn’t normally see, since I didn’t go out much. There were people around that I recognized from school. I didn’t say any form of greeting to them, as most of them I didn’t particularly like, but I observed nonetheless. As for people that I was fond of, there were only a couple. Again, however, I didn’t greet them in any way. If someone wanted to talk to me, I’d much rather they approach me.
Eventually, I got tired of walking. I wasn’t physically tired, no. It took a lot to make me physically tired. I was just bored of it. I suppose that’s a better way to word things. Since I was getting bored of walking, I decided to take a seat on a nearby bench that was empty. I didn’t want to sit next to any of the people on the other benches, so I supposed that sitting by myself was the best option.
I sat there for a little while, just watching people walk by. For whatever reason, it was actually somewhat entertaining to me. At least, it was more entertaining than walking around aimlessly. I didn’t like doing things without reason. Sure, I didn’t exactly have reason sitting on the bench, but it made more sense in my mind than just wandering about. As I was sitting there, I even recognized someone that I knew.
The boy’s name was Alaric. It was very similar to my own name, Albaric, so it was easy to remember. He wasn’t bad-looking, although not exceedingly attractive. It made me wonder what he thought of me. I could remember recently hearing people at school say that he was mistreated by his parents, but I didn’t know for sure if it was true. Had he heard any rumors about me? It made me curious. Regardless, I would wait to talk until he decided to approach me.
