The veldt(kire)

[Tom Hiddelston...jk it's kale.]

Ryan-
It was another boring day. Constant workout with the Peacekeepers and his buddies kept him in a great physical shape for when he needed it. But there was time that he hated the way he was going. He wanted to be normal. No more training and defenitley no more working out 22 hours of the day or however long he did. He longed to be able to just be free. But Ryan knew his life was not like those of the other kids in the district.
He left the house about mid day for his normal run around the district.

He didn't want to change the routine that was set up for him. It was working but at the same time his muscles in his body were adjusting to to it and he knew he had to try something new to keep them up. While running he noticed a field that was well abandoned so to say. He looked at it with a little smile. He knew he could try sprints over there. Something to help him with speed. He could see there was definitley a lot of room there.

He jogged over to the middle of the field and looked around for pot holes or any other obstacles that could hurt him. He saw nothing that would cause injury and he let out a low sigh. He took off his jacket and started sprinting from one end to another. He kept doing this for about a few hours till he could feel a little pain in his chest. When he finally settled down he could tell it had gotten a little dark out. He knew he was out longer then he was suppose to but he was working out. He knew he was not going to get that much in trouble.

He picked up his jacket and turned to walk back to his house from the field. He took a few steps but then heard a little noise from behind him. He looked around and saw nothing. He suspected it to be a cat or something, so he ignored it. Then he turned back around and took a few more steps. But he stopped in his tracks. There was a feeling crawling over him. He couldn't tell what it was but he knew it was different. Like he was being watched or something. He turned and yelled out, "Anyone there?" He waited for a answer. He was hoping there was none.

[Kire]

Does, Says, Thinks

She had been working at home all day, helping her mother clean up the house. It had only taken a couple hours before she had gotten bored, but her mother had forced her to continue anyway. When the had finally finished, and the house looked spotless after hours of work, she was finally permitted out to do as she pleased. So, she decided to go to the field by the fence. It was a comfortable place, and quite secluded.

Walking there, she stuck her hands in her jeans pockets. Watching her surrounding with a bored air, she placed one foot in front of the other as she thought. Her lack of entertainment might drive her to do something rash, just for something interesting. Even as she thought about what that 'something rash' might be, she came up with an idea as to what to do. It would still involve going to the field, but there would be an extra little bit compared to what she would have done.

It didn't take long for her to reach the field, having gone there so many times before that she could walk there in her sleep. Not to mention the faint excitement that trickled through her, driving her legs to their quick-paced stride instead of the laid-back meandering that she had been doing before. When she got to the field, she looked around her. Perfect, no one was there. Quickly and quietly, she made her way over to the fence. Listening for the humming, she smiled as none reached her ears. Finding the gap in the fence, she slipped through it.

She wasn't going to go far, just take a little look around. There wasn't enough time for her to really explore, like she had done before, but a short walk around was fine. As she walked, she breathed in the air. Even this short ways into the forest, the air was clearer and held less of the acrid smoke that often floated over the District. It was one of the reasons she came out here.

When she caught a glimpse of the sky, though, she realized it had become later than she had thought. Wincing at the thought of what her mother would say, she hurried back to the fence. Peeking through the wire links, she checked that it was clear. Thankfully, it was. She slipped through, moving a ways away before allowing herself to relax into a casual posture and stride. That was when she noticed him.

He was walking away from her, his jacket over one arm and his gaze set on something distant. Instantly, she froze. If she wasn't careful, she would be spotted and possibly reported. A grim picture of life without a tongue flashed into her mind before she pushed it away. She would just have to make sure he didn't know she had gone into the woods, if he even noticed she was there at all.

Taking quiet steps, she started to walk toward home. Seemingly, they lived in similar directions, but not the same direction. She didn't know whether that was a good thing or not, though it was probably not. Too much time for him to notice her, or for her to slip up and make a noise. She stumbled over a stray rock, too intent of the boy she was trying to avoid than the ground in front of her. Cursing silently, she took a couple more steps forward, taking a moment to finally realize the boy had stopped.

She saw him turn, saw him scan the beginning darkness in search of what had made the noise, in search of her. She noticed that he wasn't able to see her, and counted herself lucky, until he called out, "Anyone there?" Holding her breath, she gave no answer. Wondering what to do, she took a few tentative steps closer to home. Turning back, she tried to make out the boy's figure in the descending blackness.

Thinking she was in the clear, she turned and began to walk. Her steps faster than normal, and her eyes not quite used to the darkness, she didn't notice the rock in her path until it was too late. With the toe of her boot catching on the decently sized stone, she fell forward in an ungraceful tumble, unable to catch herself in time to keep from falling. With a light thud, that in the silence sounded to her like a cannon shot, and a small gasp, she guessed that it would be easy to hear and find her.

Sprawled out as she was, she felt vulnerable. Picking herself up, she dusted herself off. No point trying to sneak away now. "Who are you?" Doing her best to keep the fear out of her voice, she tried to put on a brave front. However, it was hard to do when she had just fallen on her face. Feeling like an idiot, she waited for his reply.

Tags: Kale | Words: 818
Other: Oh hey, a long post with her for once.

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[Tom Hiddelston...jk it's kale.]

Ryan-

"Who are you?"

He turned around, shocked a little. He had not expected anyone to actually there. He expected maybe a dog or a cat to had made the noises. But another person just confused him. Expecially a girl, just kind of blew ryan's mind. But by the way she spoke to him he could tell she was brave to talk to a random stranger expecially in the middle of a field. He looked her over making sure she was not some escaped crazy person or something another. She seemed like she was neither crazy or had escaped from somewhere. So he knew he had to answer the question she had asked him. Seeing as she did ask it and he was not some insensitive jerk to not answer a question.

"I am Ryan...... Ryan Wertenberger. Who'm might you be? By the look of dust on you, it seems like you took a little fall. Are you ok?" He was being nice to this girl. He did not know why. Maybe it was the way he was raised to be nice to everyone, or it was her. He could not tell at all. But he looked at the girl. He thought to himself if he knew her. He couldn't recall seeing her at school ever. But then again he was not the most sociable guy in the school. He did his time and went home.

He grabbed his jacket off the ground and dusted it off and threw it over his shoulder. He turned from the girl. He motioned for her to follow and he said, " Well you were following me right, why not talk and walk. It is getting a little late out here. I give it a hour till it gets dark. Trust me it not fun being out in the dark unless your on the roof of a house looking at the stars." He looked at her with his head over his shoulder. Then he turned back to face forward and kept walking. Hoping she followed but he knew if she didn't well then it was her loss.

[Kire]

Does, Says, Thinks

She watched as he spun to face her, seeing the shock in his gaze, which made her feel a little more confident. She waited as he seemed to analyze her, wondering what he could possibly be thinking about. After a few moments, though it felt more like a few minutes, of silence, he spoke. "I am Ryan... Ryan Wertenberger. Who'm might you be?" At first, the truthfulness of his reply made her pause. It wasn't often you would meet someone who answered questions so easily.

"By the look of dust on you, it seems like you took a little fall. Are you ok?" She huffed at the question, somewhat insulted, and somewhat ashamed. It wasn't like her to trip over herself as much as she had. His false concern didn't do anything for her bruised pride. Scowling slightly, she didn’t respond. He didn't seem bothered by that, instead just picking up with jacket and tossing it over his shoulder. His carefree attitude bugged her a bit, setting her somewhat on edge though she pushed it away.

Then he turned and motioned as though he wanted her to follow him. That didn't bother her so much as his next words, "Well you were following me right, why not talk and walk." His assumption made her scowl further. Just because they lived in a similar direction didn't mean she was following him, she would have to let him know as much. "It is getting a little late out here. I give it a hour till it gets dark. Trust me it not fun being out in the dark unless your on the roof of a house looking at the stars." Did he think she was an idiot, that was the reason why she was heading home, and not still out in the forest. Of course, he couldn't know about her trip to the forest.

She watched as he turned and began to walk away. Good riddance, she thought, contemptuously. But then she realized she couldn't let him away with claiming she was following him. Starting to walk again, she lengthened her stride in order to catch up with him. Overtaking him, she turned and stopped in his way, blocking him. "Listen, I wasn't following you. My house is over that way," she pointed in a slightly angled direction away from where Ryan was heading, "and I was just heading home. As for being alright, I can take care of myself. Thanks for your concern, but I'm not some child."

Glaring at him, she instinctively shifted her stance until she was balanced. She hadn't trained like the Careers in the upper Districts, but she knew how to fight. A couple of her friends had taught her the basics, after they had learned it from watching the Games. Watching Ryan carefully, she readied herself to both stay and fight, or run depending on the situation. Still, she didn't make her hands into the fist shape that her friends had shown her, something told her she wouldn't have to fight him.

Tags: Kale | Words: 502
Other: She's so much braver now, at least for the moment.

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Ryan-

""Listen, I wasn't following you. My house is over that way, and I was just heading home. As for being alright, I can take care of myself. Thanks for your concern, but I'm not some child."

Ryan looked at her confused. He didn't mean to make it seem like she had called her a child. He just knew the dark was bad for anyone. No matter what age. He saw her shift her stance and he knew he had made her angry. He had seen the exact same movement from kids when they were begging a fight. They tried to be bigger then the other person to try and intimidate them. He just smirked at her knowing that he wasn't going to fight this person. Even if she attacked him he would not fight. It was not his nature.

"You may not be a child but I would bet a years worth of food that there are people in this district that will cause harm to someone no matter the age you are. So how about we make a deal. We walk together and get to know each other and well then we won't have to worry about someone hurting us. Or are you afraid I will hurt you because I don't bite so to speak."

His mind was racing. He was wondering if a lot of the girls in this district were like her. Defensive and well a little crazy when someone tries to help them. But he knew that he just met this girl and well it could have been a bad day for her. He watched the girl after what he said. Looking for any body movements that showed her going to fight him or worse. He was ready for anything yet. He clenched his fists. Not fast but slowly so that he was ready. Then he waited for her answer and her move so to speak.

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Tags: Kire | Words: 317
Other: IT is horrid.

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