Edibles or not ; Amberly/Angel

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Edibles or not ; Amberly/Angel Feb 13, 2020 18:06:31 GMT -5

Post by * on Feb 13, 2020 18:06:31 GMT -5

Finding the calling of the weapon was pure. It fit like a glove in some form of a relationship. The games would be the shredding factor to tear us apart from each other. Self doubt isn't even a founding father. It suited my personality and I wanted to know what Avonlea would think. I vaguely remember watching clips of her games but back then the only weapon given was a sword and that's what she worked with. She fought valiantly and fiercely and I wished she had lived. I would give anything to know she survived, but I am still her blood. Her blood runs through my veins.

Her picture is safe in my staying room, under the pillow. I already threatened the avox's that station our floor if they dare touch it then they'll be finding an arrow in their back before sun up. It seemed to work as they don't touch my room hardly at all except to make the bed and vacuum when needed. It's almost too pristine here in the capital, too sanitary.

"The stylists would LOVE all the lower districts habits." I think to my own house and the lack of housekeeping due to the four youths that inhabit it.

I draw my attention away when the trainer in front of me snaps his fingers. "Listen up, would you. This is your life that you're throwing away." With owl like eyes, I shake my head.

"Yeah - I know. I'm paying you big bucks to talk, so keep going." Watching him describe the certain plants and showing me the leaves of the poisonous ones makes it hard to concentrate. There are a two others at this station as well, so I turn to the one beside me.

"He thinks we'll remember once we are out there. Personally, I think they should just quit talking."

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Edibles or not ; Amberly/Angel Feb 13, 2020 22:08:18 GMT -5

Post by thompson harvard - d2b - arc on Feb 13, 2020 22:08:18 GMT -5

{ angel mo }

Plants was the first thing Angel thought of. Maybe for their edibility, for the powers they possess for healing. Maybe he was hoping he'd learn something about a hallucinogen. That's what he needed. Something-anything to distract him from this Hell's place. Maybe it was inappropriate for him to wish of such, but it was also inappropriate for Heaven to be dancing with Hell. Yet there he was; being swept away by its hands into the tango.

It was still a mystery to Angel why he volunteered. He owed nothing to the Laws family. He owed nothing to Lucas Laws-Teke. That son of a bitch deserved to die any more than Angel did for volunteering. But Angel was the one who is going to die. Because Angel's don't belong where the Fates do their work.

"Listen up, would you. This is your life that you're throwing away."

It seems Angel wasn't the only one not paying attention.

"Yeah - I know. I'm paying you big bucks to talk, so keep going."

Is this girl joking? What kind of.. A quick glance at the outfit to check for a district number. Who the fuck cares about anyone in 10, 11 or 12 unless you're a victor or fucking a victor?

"He thinks we'll remember once we are out there. Personally, I think they should just quit talking."

It's hard to remember when you won't shut the hell up. But, she isn't wrong. Angel had his doubts he'd remember any of this but it was worth trying to learn at least something before being thrown in.

"I don't know who in their right mind would spend their life teaching a bunch of kids who are about die about plants."

He kept his eyes on the trainer to act like he was paying attention.

"I sure as hell wouldn't."

Hell is no Garden of Eden; why bother learning about the plants?

Last Edit: Feb 13, 2020 22:09:13 GMT -5 by thompson harvard - d2b - arc

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Edibles or not ; Amberly/Angel Feb 16, 2020 16:42:29 GMT -5

Post by * on Feb 16, 2020 16:42:29 GMT -5

This was boring and I'm not really sure why I decided to walk up to this station and expect it to be interesting. The monotonous tone of the instructor would put the president to sleep if he didn't automatically send him off to be avoxed. At least if he did that, he'd finally stop talking. The kid beside me seemed irked that I even started talking to him until he responded to me.

Only then did I grin.

"I don't know who in their right mind would spend their life teaching a bunch of kids who are about to die about plants. I sure as hell wouldn't."

I lean in closer to him and whisper further. "Maybe that's why he's so monotone and boring? Same information every year - how long do you think he's done this same speech?" I end up chuckling and drawing the attention of the trainer again.

"Care to tell me what's so funny, Ms. Angevin?" He addresses me individually and I straighten up. I nod to him and smooth out my uniform as I clear my throat.

"Well, that is my name but don't wear it out until I'm in the arena, deal? Then you can spread the love by gettin me some sponsors, yeah?" I joke and then before he can pipe up again. "I was just chatting with my buddy about the usefulness of the plants. How do we know what plants we'd be given in the arena, if any at all should it be a frozen wasteland like they'd had before. So are you teaching us about plants that will in fact be in our arena?"

The trainer huffed lightly as he shook his head. "I am trained to give you information about any plants that you may or may not come into contact with and to make sure that I do my job to best inform you of your challenges, that's all. Now, ms, if you would, I'm sure your other two companions would like me to continue."

He goes back to showing up a spiked leaf with cactus like spines on it. I'm regretting sitting here now, but I look to the boy beside me. "Names Angevin. You are? Got plans for an alliance?"

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Edibles or not ; Amberly/Angel Feb 16, 2020 20:37:08 GMT -5

Post by thompson harvard - d2b - arc on Feb 16, 2020 20:37:08 GMT -5

{ angel mo }

Upon his response, Ten leaned over and gave a quick jab to build onto it. "Maybe that's why he's so monotone and boring? Same information every year - how long do you think he's done this same speech?" She followed that with a light chuckle which was admittedly surpri-

"Care to tell me what's so funny, Ms. Angevin?"

Angevin. Sounds kind of familiar. He wouldn't test the name though. After all, he wouldn't test his. "Well, that is my name but don't wear it out until I'm in the arena, deal? Then you can spread the love by gettin me some sponsors, yeah?" She'd snap back, sass and all. It was almost like Hellion possessed her in that moment. "I was just chatting with my buddy about the usefulness of the plants. How do we know what plants we'd be given in the arena, if any at all should it be a frozen wasteland like they'd had before. So are you teaching us about plants that will in fact be in our arena?" She was spitting out sweet, innocent words on a serpents tongue. Only God would fool for such a disguise. A light huff, the trainer continued on in his monotone voice.

"I am trained to give you information about any plants that you may or may not come into contact with and to make sure that I do my job to best inform you of your challenges, that's all. Now, ms, if you would, I'm sure your other two companions would like me to continue."

Ah. Snappy one.

One of the biggest challenges for Angel at the moment was resisting the temptation of not walking away and looking rude. The trainer turned his attention back to the spiked cactus which clearly had no-good-to-do with it given the spikes itself. Ten, or Angevin, turned to Angel with another question. "Names Angevin. You are? Got plans for an alliance?"

"Angel Mo." He gave a quick thought at the prospect of an alliance. "You know, I'm not really sure." A quick glance around the room at all of the options. "I've always thought fighting for 1 would be easier than fighting for 4."