midnights become my afternoons [eceyho; day 1]

[ryan]

the water sound intensified as she realized that there was a faint breeze coming from somewhere. The moon shined even brighter as she walked into the open. However, once she caught up to the water, she realized that there was a very present copper smell. She recognized from the amount of times that she had gone to the infirmary back home in four. She could almost taste the salt, but to her surprise, her mouth was slightly salivating.

She was startled by noise in the distance, she quickly ducked into the trees, realizing that she was not alone. In fact, it looked like there were many tributes here. It made sense, seeing as there was "water" near by. She figured blending in was the best way to get around. However, it was going to be hard to tiptoe around everyone. She looked down to notice that there were plants around the trees where she had been hiding. She proceeded to collect them as she tried to put some safe distance between herself and the other tributes.

A little later that night, she heard another parachute drop down, a medical kit rested inside the box. It had a note from Annie, who told her to stay away from her district partner for the time being. Elle smirked for a moment, sensing that there would be a good challenge there, but seeing as Elle had been beaten up pretty badly at the moment, she would take Annie's word for what they were worth.

"She really is a weak bitch huh?" Elle thought to herself as she began to stitch herself up with the needle and thread that was in the kit. It didnt hurt as much as she thought it would have, but she also noticed that her skin was starting to look just a little more pale than usual. She had become accustomed to ignoring things like that. She would cross that bridge when she got there. "I dont care what anyone thinks. I am nothing like Anatalia Morrisen. We might share some features, but that does not mean we are the same people." She is having a full monologue as she places a good amount of bandages over her wounds. "If I could stick a knife in her, i fucking would." Elle was just that confident.

She notices a flower crown strewn about and she decided to pick it up. She didnt think too much about it, noting that it was cute, and she could at least put it on for a day or two. Soon enough she would have the real thing anyway. She sat back against the tree she had been hiding behind the water trickling down calming her enough to take her mind off the note she read. She could start planning her next move.

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