Luna Moths love blood {Open}

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Karner Blue

"come back here!" I say loudly to the green Luna moth as I chase it. This is the first time i've seen a real live Actias luna that wasn't in a book. I'm determined to get a look that's closer then just a few feet away. Even though they are one of the largest species of moths, the distance between me and it is too far for me to be satisfied on it's looks. I want to get closer and see it's elegance face to face.

There's something strange about it though, moths usually go towards light sources during the night. There are lots of screens right now; a light source for the moth. But this one has gone astray. Where was it going?

The moth finally takes a rest on a large window that displays t.v. screens. That's when I notice that it's showing scenes from old hunger games. These clips show highlights of the games during a high point in district three. It comes to a point where they show a little girl from our district a few years back fighting against a much larger boy. She charges at him and the other tribute tries to swing his sword at her. It misses though and the girl gets her opportunity to strike.

She leaps on to the large tribute and gouges his eyes out with her bare hands. What's worse is that I watch her rip his eyes out and that the boy is still alive and is in obvious pain. Lastly, the little hands of hers digs itself into the male tributes empty eye sockets causing more viscus fluids and blood to come out of the skull. I finally come to my senses and turn away at the horror of the scene. It's just so grotesque.

The screen then changes into a battle between two older girls in an arena made out of lava. I don't even want to look at it, so I turn my head away in disgust. A shiver runs down my spine and I'm about to walk home, but then that moth flutters pass me again. "H-Hey wait!" I call out to the butterfly, completely forgetting the violent scene I just saw.

It flutters further and it decides to take a rest on some person's shoulder. I can just ask for it! I walk up to behind that figure and ask politely. "Hello? Can I have that moth on your shoulder?"

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[SNOWFLAKES [Brik]]

Are Lilies Always Pure?
Lilium Shlezar

The albino girl lingered around the District Square. Night had overcome District 3, which the powerful lights of the different assortments of stores countered. Lilium's skin was florescent almost, the black hoodie not doing a good job at hiding her albino self. Muttering to herself in Latin, she looked around at the people who stared at her with wary looks of what are you even doing here? Lilium ignored the looks, tucking her hands into her pockets and looking down at the ground, lost in the thoughts of the day.

She had spent a time at her friend's house to talk schoolwork and projects and after that watched a bit of the Hunger Games. Both of them were avid watchers of the death game, and they both liked to nitpick at the different attacks and weapons of the tributes. She shouldn't have eaten those plants... or something along the lines of I would have totally gotten that attack down. How could he have missed such an opportunity to attack? Eventually, it had gotten dark outside, and Lilium realized she had overstayed her common welcome. Her wanderings led her to the streets of the District Square. Starting to mumble to herself about the games, she paced slowly around, looking at the different variety of shops.

Lilium heard the very faint sound of buzzing, as she looked around at the few people that lined the street in panic. Nothing had happened, although she did see the faint outline of someone by the television shop. I don't believe anyone would come up to me, right? I'm a freak. Turning her back to the vibration and the person, she stepped forward about 10 paces or so until the vibrations in her eardrums finally reached a maximum. Turning around slowly, she looked in the general direction of that outline figure, until the person stepped closer to her. Does this person actually want to talk to me? What did I do?

"Hello? Can I have that moth on your shoulder?"
Lilium tilted her head slightly to the left, wondering what the boy what talking about. Slowly turning her head, she looked at her shoulder, her heart picking up speed. Oh my god, it's huge! Taking in a huge breath and fighting herself to not scream, she chokes out a few simple words. "Go ahead, and take it, please!" Directing her attention away from her shoulder, she looks away to prevent herself from having a full scale panic attack.

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That person seems to be lacking oxygen because she took a deep breath. Maybe she was light headed or something? I tilt my head in curiosity. "Go ahead, and take it, please!" She says very loudly. Why is she so loud? Does she think I can't hear her? Anyways, she let me have that moth so I should take the opportunity to obtain my catch.

"Thank you miss." I say to her kindly before reaching for the green moth. The grip of the moth is very tight on her clothing, but I manage to gently pick it up the correct way; by it's wings. The little guy seems to be panicking, but I let him know it's okay by resting him on my forearm.

My raised elbow is in between me and that stranger, and I make it's face point to me. "It's alright little fella." I say, trying to comfort it. That's when it's wings open and I get to observe it's beauty up close. Not only is it's body coated with snow-white fur, it's lime green design has beautiful back wings and eye-like spots on it's front. It really is a work of mother nature. It's rather sad that the life span of the moth itself is only a week.

Suddenly, it violently flaps its wings making a breeze touch my face. It The Luna Moth starts to flutter of my arm. "Hey, where are you going?" I ask it playfully. It goes and turns to that woman again, and this time it lands on the top of her head. Oh! That's why the moth went to her; her hair is white. According to the books I've read, white things bounce off light better than any color. Due to her white hair, it must have attracted the moth.

I announce my discovery to the white-haired lady. "I think he likes you hair." As I tell her, that's when I notice that the texture of her face don't look old. But, why does she have white hair? No one in district three can afford to get plastic surgery that good at what I think her age is, and very few people can get their hair died. Even if they did, there would always be a strand out of place that showed their true color.

"Why do you look young and your hair is white?" I ask her blatantly. I want to satisfy my curiosity before I get that moth from her. This seems like an interesting person already.

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[SNOWFLAKES [Brik]]

Are Lilies Always Pure?
Lilium Shlezar

The young boy snatched the bug off her shoulder after having a small tug-o-war with it after it latched onto her shirt. Holding it between his index finger and thumb, he looks closely at the beautiful moth that had taken a liking to her jacket. "Thank you miss," the boy says. Never before had someone so young been so polite to her. And nobody had ever before thanked her for anything before. This boy is polite, I have to say that.

The little bug began to suddenly panic, fluttering it's fur-covered wings, trying to escape the grasp of the owner. "It's alright little fella," he explains in a soothing voice, trying to calm down the panicking moth. Suddenly, the moth escapes the boy's grasp and flies full speed toward Lilium. "Hey, where are you going?" The boy happily yells at the moth, directing his eyes in the swirling direction of the green bug. After it took some sharp turns and swirls, it lands firmly on top of Lilium's hair. Lilium almost begins to panic, but then realizes it's just a little moth - it could do no harm! Allowing the moth to sit there, she smiles and sighs and looks at the boy.

"I think he likes you hair," he teases, looking at the moth with a smile on his face. Pausing for a second, he appears to have remembered something or forgotten something or any other emotion that could possibly display "realization". After thinking for a minute the boy asks a question she had been faced with her whole life. "Why do you look young and your hair is white?" Lilium looked at the boy, surprise on her face. Why was he asking this out of the blue? Breathing an exasperated breath, she decides to answer the boy. Hey, people were curious, and questions always deserved an answer.

"Well, I am something called albino. Albinism doesn't allow me to have any pigment in my skin, hair, or eyes, which is the reason why my hair is white. And the reason I look young is because I am young. I am sixteen years old, in fact." Lilium looked closely at his face, expecting a shocked answer. Maybe I will get the classic "are you a witch?" question. Or maybe something new like "are you a japanese snow demon?" Oh, these questions always make my day. Lilium decided she didn't care what this boy said - she had heard it all from people who didn't care about others' feelings. But this boy seemed honestly curious, and not just asking for a stab at a "hilarious" question. Maybe he was honestly curious and wanted to know something - which Lilium respected.

{{ooc; Im just gonna have to back out of this one, sorry}}