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Post by Kuri on Mar 20, 2010 22:39:04 GMT -5
Achilles was just minding his own business on the cold Sunday evening. In one of the slightly run-down parks in his slightly-wealthy District. The night sky was clear, for once, and he could see every single star twinkle in their brilliance, only bested by the glow of the full moon. It was beautiful, breath-taking. Achilles was gazing up at the sky, with his arms stretched across the back of a brown, worn bench. He hadn't painted his finger-nails the usual dark purple that he would sometimes do on a daily basis to try and fight off his boredom, even though it never worked. He had cross his legs, which where covered by his usual dark jeans with a silver chain on the right side on the loops under his black studded belt. His soft breathing was inaudible as he sat there, watching the immaculate sky like it would tell him everything he wanted to know, and would converse with him.
He wasn't lonely, just bored, which could be said as loneliness, but he didn't care. Ever since he had come back from his games he had been this way. He found it hard to contain his boredom now-a-days. He used to try and sneak out of the fence before he was reaped, to hunt and work on his manipulation of water. But he didn't need to do it any more. His uncles family, one of the once poorest of the District, could eat very well everyday, had a nice house, nice clothes, and lots of money. And he had no reason to hone his skills any more, he was free of the games and would probably never need to rely on them again. That's when his free mind started to wander. If he wanted to use his powers again, it would be to fight The Capitol, to rebel. ”Hm..” The thought of him starting a rebellion intrigued him to new levels. Maybe if I could get enough followers, we could all secretly escape the fence and start our own little village somewhere, far away from this place. Or travel to District 13, to see if it really was destroyed.
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Post by Ninon on Mar 21, 2010 10:28:39 GMT -5
As Achilles just relaxed, he had no idea what was coming to him. This made the little blonde-haired girl smile wide. Adora had run off from her house. She liked to do it a lot when she was supposed to do chores like wash the dishes. She didn't like rules. Especially when Bradley tried to make her do something. She knows he's trying to help her but he's supposed to love her, not make her do things she doesn't want to do. Like the dishes. That's how she ended up at the park and stumbled upon Uncle Chilly. He wasn't really her uncle but she was fully convinced he was. She remembered him and Bradley in the place of her mother and father. And often times, she would call Bradley "daddy" accidentally and Achilles "uncle" or even "mommy" like she did one time when she was younger.
The little girl was slowly creeping up on Achilles from behind, crawling on her stomach toward the bench. She didn't care she was getting dirty. She liked to get dirty and play in the mud. It didn't take her long to reach the back of the bench where Achilles rested. She giggled ever so softly before hoping up and hugging one of his arms. "What chya' doin', Uncle Chilly?" She giggled as she asked him, hoping she had frightened the former victor.
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Post by /Dream ! on Mar 21, 2010 11:08:25 GMT -5
Amelia walked. Absentmidedly. Just one foot after the other. There was nothing for her to do as it was, and as she loved to be outside she decided that that was probably the best way to spend her time. It was chilly, but the wind wasn't strong. She wore her traditional light-colored shirt and light jeans, with those tear drop earings. Her hands were folded infront of her as she looked up at the clear sky. The bright sun could never compare to the soft light of the moon, the way it brightened up the night so nicely. Amelia stopped a few yards away from the park and just looked up, standing there. Sometimes, it felt nice to be alone. But she wasn't, and that became fully obvious very quickly. Lowering her gaze, she smiled softly and made her way to the park. Of course, she knew Achilles quite well, and she had seen Adora around once or twice. Besides, she never forgot a face -- or name, for that matter. Amelia laughed softly as Adora crept up on Achilles. "Hello Adora, are you trying to give Uncle Chilly a heart attack?" She inquired with a light voice. She had to wonder if the girl recognized her, it had been some time since they had seen eachother -- and Amelia wasn't a particularly special person, and easily forgotten in most cases. Amy stood a few feet or so infront of the old bench, but had no desire to sit down.
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Post by Kuri on Mar 21, 2010 18:51:11 GMT -5
Achilles smiled as Adora grabbed his arm, he wasn't in the least bit frightened by her sudden appearance, only because he had seen Ameila look at her first though. ”Hey Adora, hey Ameila.” He smiled at the two young girls who had become his friends, his sisters-- well, Adora was more like a niece, but that was only because she calls his uncle now and then. But he preferred uncle to mom. He was pretty sure he didn't look that feminine, even if he used to, he didn't any more, not after entering the game. He had refused to have his body healed by the Capitol and it was still littered in scars. These scars were his proof, his reminder of the horror of the games, not that he needed them with the recurring nightmares though. The thought of a rebellion was quickly dimmed at the arrival of the two girls, he didn't want to get them too involved in such matters at this moment in time. He would of course take them with him if he ever did rebel, along with as many people from the District as he could. He would also try and get other people from the other Districts to join him, but he knew that would take a lot of time, and a lot of effort. Not to mention that they'd have to be armed at the point, the Capitol would surely notice the large number of people disappearing sooner or later, and would start sending out man-hunts to find them again, and most likely, kill them. But that wasn't to be worried about right now. ”Does Bradley know that you are here, Adora?” He asked the young hyper girl, she was always getting up to mischief, and he was guessing that Bradley didn't know, else he'd be with here. That boy never left his young sisters side for longer than he had to. He guessed that Bradley had asked Adora to do some chores again, she often ran off when he did.
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Post by Ninon on Mar 22, 2010 6:23:15 GMT -5
Adora frowned a little when she realized she didn't scare Achilles. Though the frown was soon replaced with a smile and a giggle. She crawled over the back of the bench and fell in the seat beside Achilles. "Hello, Amelia," Adora waved at Amelia. She didn't have a clue as to who she was. She only really knew Bradley and Achilles by name. All the others she didn't really care to know their names. She just figured her name was Amelia because that's what Achilles called her. And she didn't want to be rude. "No, I'm just trying to scare him because I'm sneaky like that. But I failed," she feigned a frown and looked up at Achilles sadly. She liked to sneak up on people but she guessed Achilles was just too good for her. Oh well. She couldn't hold the frown for long and she smiled once again.
Bradley didn't know she was out here. But he didn't need to worry. She was with Uncle Achilles. "No, Bradley doesn't know I'm here. But I don't have to worry 'cause I'm with you!" She giggled a little and looked up at the sky. She really liked the night sky.
(Sorry it's short, I thought I had more time than I really had x__x)
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Post by /Dream ! on Mar 24, 2010 17:34:13 GMT -5
Amy smiled easily at the young girl, but easily recognized the lack of recognition in the girls eyes and gesture. Amelia felt her mind drift off momentarily, her eyes loosing their gentle look to be replaced by an unknowing one. Moments like these happened upon her randomly, and she was never really thinking about anything particular during these episodes. Well, that's not entirely true. Normally, she thought about big ideas and concepts, but cared not to remember them when her life started moving again. Why she couldn't say, but it could have been the simple fact that she did not particularly like complex things -- even if she was quite good at them. "Who's Bradley?" she asked softly, trying to ease her way into the conversation.
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Post by Kuri on Mar 26, 2010 14:24:20 GMT -5
The light purple eyes of Achilles glanced over at Amelia with a calm expression of warmth, his lips curled up into a smile, before his attention once again turned to Adora. Adora, Bradley and Amelia; the three people that are the only reason he is slightly against forming this rebellion that now played on his mind. Protecting these three younger people, was his main priority, he disliked most of the other people in the district as they were quite cocky, and he hated cocky people. But not these three, they were calm, they were caring towards others. Especially Bradley, Bradley had devoted to the life of his younger sister, he was more of a man than any of the others who constantly show of their “manliness” in the district. None of them would sacrifice their own lives for someone that was younger than them, no one that he knew anyway.
When Adora had said that Bradley didn't know that she was here; Achilles couldn't help but panic ever so slightly. He cared for Adora as much as Bradley did, and he knew that Bradley wouldn't be happy that his mischievous younger sister had wandered of during her chores. It made him worry that much more when she said that Bradley wouldn't need to worry because she was with him, Achilles saw himself as one of the most dangerous people in the entire district, because he had won the games, because Snow would be paying close attention to all of the victors of the games. If the dictator president found out that the now rich Achilles was helping someone within the district, there would most likely be trouble. ”That still doesn't mean you can just run off when you feel like it, or when you have chores, Adora.” He scorned her, but managed to keep his voice from being too threatening or harsh. He really didn't want to upset her, because when Adora was upset, everyone knew about it. He didn't answer Amelia, because he felt like the question was directed towards the small teen, because although she acted like it, she wasn't a child, and not himself. So he would leave Adora to answer it, and if she didn't, Achilles would then answer it himself.
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Post by Ninon on Mar 27, 2010 19:37:42 GMT -5
Adora? Calm? As if. This child was constantly hyper. And when she did manage to get her hands on some sugar, all hell broke lose. She loved to play games and prank people. And sugar just made it worse. If Achilles thought she was bad just running off from her chores, he shouldn't even tempt her with sugar. She's been known to go missing for over twenty-four hours and end up on some weird old man's boat in the middle of the sea. Though, she never remembered how she got anywhere. It was as if sugar took over her mind and turned her into a completely different person.
And to Adora, Achilles was the least dangerous person on the planet. Though, she did believe that she was the most dangerous person on the planet. She often claimed she could kick anyone's butt though it was Bradley who fought her fights.
Her head snapped in Amelia's direction as she asked her Bradley was. Adora's large eyes seemed even larger as they widened in shock. She didn't know who Bradley was? This seemed impossible to Adora because as far as she was concerned, Bradley was the most important person on the whole planet - in the whole galaxy! Though, Bradley was not famous or well known like Achilles. But, he was to her. "You don't know Bradley?! How could you not know Bradley?! He's my big brother!" She truly seemed shocked that she didn't know but she didn't seem mad. The whole time she exclaimed this, she was smiling wide. Amelia would have to meet Bradley sooner or later. She was involved with Achilles in some way, shape, or form. She wondered why she hadn't met Amelia earlier.
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