Tick, Tock, Life's a Clock {Anyone}
Sept 25, 2011 1:02:42 GMT -5
Post by SNOWFLAKES [Brik] on Sept 25, 2011 1:02:42 GMT -5
((OOC: So yea, go up to 40, grab any weapon you want, anybody can join. Begin! ))
Chime Salamanca
Can Wind Change Time?
Chime Salamanca
Can Wind Change Time?
Chime Salamanca stood in a field of beautiful tulips and daisies, listening to the sound of the wind through her ears. The whistle of the wind created its own symphony for her, giving her peace through her mindset and body. District 6 is so beautiful. Sitting on the ground with her legs tucked underneath her, she started thinking. Thinking about the tulips. Thinking about her cat that sits around the apothecary. Thinking about the beautiful mockingjays that would fly over her head, spreading a gorgeous tune of some sort or another. Using her fingers and sticking them in her mouth, she spreads 5 notes to the mockingjays, loving to hear her favorite song from her favorite theater performance.
While she sat there for a few moments, listening to the sweet bird song, the tune suddenly stopped. The mockingjays stopped their glorious singing of nature. Something was wrong. Something was very wrong. One mockingjay sent out one note of high pitch - a warning. Dear god... Long ago, District 6 rebels sat in this field for safety, and used it as their camp. They left weapons behind, maces, bows and arrows, axes, swords, knives of all sizes and uses, flails, and even more. Chime never told a soul about the accidental find of a beautiful tulip field, and especially never told anybody about all the weapons and food items lying around. She gathered all the weapons a long time ago and put them by a tree, just on the edge of the clearing.
Chime didn't hesitate. She grabbed a set of Throwing Knives and pulled one out, preparing herself for a battle. If the mockingjays thought something was wrong, there was something wrong. Something wasn't right.