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Post by Reshall on Mar 6, 2012 12:50:22 GMT -8
Reshall paced around nervously.His eyes kept darting around, and it was obvious he wasn't from this district.His legs were sore from traveling here from district 11.He sighed and tried to find a place to sit, such as a bench, surely there were benches here?He found one and quickly walked towards it, almost running.He collapsed on it and was breathing heavy.His huge wolf-german shepherd mix was sitting next to him, and licked his hand once.The dog laid down and and fell asleep as Reshall watched the busy-bodies around him.He couldn't help it, and fell asleep, laying on the bench, tired.About 2 hours later he woke up and woke his dog too.He muttered to his dog 'Skip, wonder what these idiots are gonna do when they take me to their sick little 'hunger games'.If they try and store you somewhere, then i'll have a little practice with them.If they know whats good for 'em they'll leave ya alone, won't they boy?' The dog barked, loudly as it echoed across the district.It was a deep, loving bark, though so Reshall didn't mind.He chuckled as his yellow eyes gleamed.His orange hair fluttered and they stood up.Reshall took a deep breath and thought I'm another step closer to finding you guys.Read more: thepanemgames.proboards.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=2&thread=49&page=7#ixzz1oN77bp9p |
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Post by Aria on Mar 6, 2012 16:51:04 GMT -8
 Taylor was out yet again without his younger sister, tired of the training. She, however, had stayed to keep on. He never thought she would grow stronger than he, although now knowing how much more time she had on him, he wasn't too sure. It didn't bother him, however. She was his little sister, he lover her to death. No matter how strong she was he would never let her in the games... never.
Shaking the thought from his mind, Taylor looked around at his district. It was a very nice place and he loved it. Couldn't image living in another district. Two was the best for him. Taylor narrowed his eyes at a few passing people and yet an unfamiliar face standing from a bench. Walking a bit slower now, Taylor tilted his head in thought of the boy. He'd never seen him around. If he had he would have remembered the orangish hair.
He made his way over, debating on whether to confront the stranger or not. Just than he noticed the boy's dog beside him. Glancing at the dog before the boy again, Taylor said with a straight face, "Hey, are you from here?" Taylor eyed the boy in wonder. It was a reasonable question he had hoped. And he had the time, so why not solve the unknown problem now. Taylor found no harm in the matter, however he kept his guard strong, as he always had.
OOC: hope it's cool I'm joining in on this!
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Post by Reshall on Mar 6, 2012 18:09:22 GMT -8
As soon as Reshall heard a voice his hands went straight to his two daggers, which were in their holders.He looked up just to see a boy and his sister.He relaxed slightly but kept his guard up, just in case the boy tried to do something or if it was a trap.He slightly shook his head.'No, i'm not from 'round this district.To upper-class for me.If you can tell by my blue shirt.' He said calmly, his yellow eyes scanning the boy and his sister to see any weapons that appeared.Reshall's shirt was in fact blue alright, a beautiful ocean deep blue, only thing was it had two rip marks in it.A nice leather jacket was over it, the only thing he had left from his family, not including the daggers.He had some loose black jeans on a leather shoes, that sure looked tough.He let out a sigh of air and started to say 'So, when's the reaping around here?I'm sure it's pretty far ahead, but i don't like to go un-prepared.If you know the day that is.' Reshall's stomach felt a little tangled in its own entrails.He tried to keep the slight worry from his face, but his little frown and arched eyes gave him away.
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Post by Aria on Mar 6, 2012 19:34:09 GMT -8
Taylor nodded his head slowly at the boy's answer. He began to wonder what district he was from and what had brought him here if he didn't quite like the upper-districts. He had noticed him scanning them over. Sure District 2 was a career district but it didn't mean they walked around carrying weapons, although some do. And he supposed it was because he wasn't used to the district.
With a slight frown as he mentioned the reapings, Taylor looked over to Melanie, wondering if she was going to speak up. Instead she only looked the boy over before looking back to Taylor. Looking back at the boy, Taylor informed and asked airily, "Well, same as any other time. Or district in your matter. Where are you from?" He could almost see the worry flash on his face for a moment.
Melanie just shifted form foot to foot already getting bored of the subject. The reapings were always an odd subject with her. It will be her second reapings and she already acted as the other careers had, waiting eagerly for it while trying to be calm and cool about it all. Taylor didn't have a problem with this. He'd been through the process enough times to pass as a trained career. Which he was, very much.
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Post by Reshall on Mar 7, 2012 4:04:44 GMT -8
Reshall let out a grunt to the boy's answer.He opened his mouth to speak and said 'I don't know were exactly i came from.....but i do know which district i was left behind in.District 11.And i dunno the day of reaping's, and i sure hope they pick me.' Reshall had his own reasons.So if you all watch the games , you'll know its your son! Reshall kept one hand on a dagger and the other resting on his giant wolf-dog, Skip.He wondered what the gentlemans name was, but if he wasn't giving out his name, neither would he.He found their conversation quite amusing.
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Post by Aria on Mar 7, 2012 13:18:10 GMT -8
Taylor let out a slight hum as if he were mulling over what the boy had said. He noticed Melanie cross her arms over her chest. He glanced down at his large dog before looking back at the boy to answer. "Well, it's in a couple weeks. Coming up pretty soon actually. You'll know when the time comes. Especially if you're planning on staying around here." Taylor gave the boy a once over, trying to figure him out. Left in District 11, and is now traveling around in the districts... for what?
He took note of the boy before cautiously holding out a firm hand to him, introducing himself. He might as well, since he just came up and started asking questions. He was interesting and amusing compared to everything else going on. "I'm Taylor Whitlock. And this is my sister Melanie." Melanie only gave him a slight cock of her head before looking around again, obviously not as interested as Taylor had been.
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Post by Reshall on Mar 7, 2012 13:53:01 GMT -8
Reshall wasn't a good mind reader, unlike his twin.He sighed and let his heand drop down.His guard was still in check though and he wasn't planning on letting it slip away.He felt that same feeling....that his stomach was still tangled up in his entrails as he heard the reapings were onlya few weeks away.He muttered 'Well, i'm only staying for maybe three days to stock up on food and such.I'm leaving for district 1 soon.And just maybe i'll be picked, and then i'll find them....' Reshall hadn't noticed until the last second what he had just let slip out of his mouth.He didn't care anymore, he couldn't rewind life.But if he could, he would rewind it to when he was 10 and fixed his life.He would have payed attention and....oh well.This game coming up, was his only hope.And he wouldn't let go of faith.
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Post by Aria on Mar 7, 2012 14:37:54 GMT -8
Taylor let his hands hang down at his sides as he frowned. That was something. It wasn't something but rather someone, and more than one person. He opened his mouth slightly to speak, but chose not to voice what he was about to say. Instead he replied, "So... you are traveling from district to district to find someone?" He furrowed his brows in interest, taking a slight glance around at the passing people and his sister, Melanie, who still kept her arms crossed. They shared a quick glance before looking back at the boy who they still hadn't learned the name of.
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Post by Reshall on Mar 7, 2012 17:04:11 GMT -8
Reshall tilted his head to the side and said 'Why'd you want to know?But yea i'm searching for a group of people.You'll...nevermind.' He was about to describe his family but held his tongue.He made a Hmmm sound and spoke again 'So, anyways, what's your name? I don't pass my name out for free, unless i know the other person's identity.' He stuck his hands in his pockets on his jacket and looked at the boy.Skip wagged his tail and walked over to the little girl.Reshall did nothing but watch, he clearly trusted his dog enough with a kid many times smaller than the wolf.Skip sat down next to her and guarded her, watching her back, so no one would try to harm her.And NO ONE would, seeing a huge monster dog that was pure black, sitting next to her.
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Post by Aria on Mar 7, 2012 18:07:08 GMT -8
Taylor raised his eyebrows at the boy when he had said 'nevermind'. He understood. He was in fact being questioned by a career, they were complete strangers. Although he had wanted to know why he so badly he wanted to get reaped. He didn't seem like a career but he was sure acting as one.
Taylor slowly nodded his head to show his understanding. Listening to the boy as he spoke, Taylor let out a slight chaff before speaking. "Makes sense. I'm Taylor and this here is my little sister Melanie." He gestured to Melanie who watched the big dog set beside her, looking as if he were to attack anything that came near her. Taylor noted the dog's guard. Sure would be nice for her to have that kind of safety all the time, he thought before looking back at the boy.
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Post by Reshall on Mar 8, 2012 6:13:28 GMT -8
Reshall nodded and said 'I'm Reshall. The big dog is Skip.Skip's a wolf hybrid, german shepherd in his blood line as well. He's VERY fond with kids and he'll keep your little sis safe......So, uh, don't the games show up on tv? Because if they do, people will see me right?And i'll be noticed by all when-er-i mean IF i win.' Reshall saw Skip next to the little girl then looked at the boys face.He spoke up a bit 'Sir, if you don't mind me asking, do you know where the nearest forest is? Because i have a special connection with wolves and would like to get another wolf pup. But i was wondering i you'd like a pup for you and your sister?' Reshall rolled his shoulders from the pain on them and rubbed the back of his neck, it was really red.And on his throat was a long cut, still freshly red.
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Post by Aria on Mar 8, 2012 9:34:50 GMT -8
The young man listened to the boy's questions with a slight curious frown. He really hadn't known much. Taylor nodded his head giving a small smile as he introduced himself as Reshall and his dog, Skip. "Nice to meet you. And yes, they show it on TV, in the towns square or wherever there's a screen. So, people will definitely see you," Taylor assured Reshall.
Peeling his eyes away from the boy, Taylor looked at the large dog that sat guard by his sister. He thought a moment on the request. Having a pup wouldn't be much of a harm and their mother wouldn't mind at all. Taylor had normally been the one to do anything for the family as it is. So that wasn't a big issue. "Two's pretty mountainous, so maybe wandering around there would be of use, but it isn't likely. And I'll consider it. For sure." He trailed off as he finished, watching the dog a moment and looking him over. "Sure is a fine dog." Taylor stuffed his hands in his jean pockets before looking back at the boy.
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Post by Reshall on Mar 8, 2012 9:54:47 GMT -8
Reshall smiled a small little smile as he looked at his dog.He looked back at the boy and said 'So, if someone were searching for me, they would know if i won the games or where i am at?I'm pretty sure the people i'm looking for watch the games.Either that or-oh no.' Reshall face looked panic-struck as his eyes widen and his stomach felt as if it was not only tangled in entrails, but actually being squished by them.He placed both hands on his daggers.He looked at the boy, having no intentions of calming down.'Did you happen to see a red-orange haired little girl named Ryoko on the games? Or perhaps a Orange haired boy who looks just like me?Named Rai?' He spoke fastly and Skip looked behind his back and yipped softly for his friend.Because thats how Reshall considered Skip, a friend.
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Post by Aria on Mar 8, 2012 15:29:49 GMT -8
"If you were in the games they'd know you fully, and if you won: definitely. Plus, it's pretty much required to watch them right?" Taylor nodded as he spoke clearly to the boy. He was really set on winning. He thought a moment, of the next reapings. What if he were reaped? What is this boy were reaped? Surely Taylor's goal would be to win, to get back to his sister and his mother. Nothing would stand in his way.
Mentally ridding of the thought Taylor listened and tried to remember the previous games. He'd known every tribute, he practically studies the games. "Um, I think I might have seen someone like that.... You related to them?" He couldn't quite put a finger on it. The first name did sound familiar however. If in fact they were in the games, they must have not made it.
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Post by Reshall on Mar 9, 2012 13:19:11 GMT -8
A growling sound came out of Reshall's throat.He had to control himself as to not get violent with the boy.He spoke in a angry voice 'Which one, the boy or girl?' To him it didn't matter.If either one of them died, he'd go over to the capitol and personally kill everyone there, and nothing, NOTHING would stop him.His yellow eyes burned with tension and his hands were gripped tight, so tight blood began to flow.He finally opened them, but only to pull out his dagger's.They were, in a way, nice weapons.They had swirls burned into them, and they were deadly.And it looked like he never used them, they were so clean and sharp.But he used them many,many,many times before.Tension seemed to be all around him, fire dancing in his eyes, sparks flying out of them.He was breathing heavy and only thought about his family.And if Ryoko or Rai had been tribute's and died he would rage.
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