Meeting for the Ages [Tom]
Dec 21, 2012 17:50:39 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Dec 21, 2012 17:50:39 GMT -5
Curse Jinx
Abandon entoure d’abandon
tendresse touchant aux tendresses
C'est ton intérieur qui sans cesse
se caresse, dirait-on
Curse has been grumpy since Day 1 of the Games. Since Mason the male tribute from 4 died at the winner's hand. Since Learna was betrayed by her alliance. Since Peridot won over Wednesday. It was all too much for him. Even though he was a Career and was supposed to accepted the fact that kids die every yearbut he couldn't handle it this year. Not with the everything that was going on. His body was on edge, pains in his chest, high fevers, lost voice. It's just how the childhood sickness routine started. Oh great, well, the hospital hasn't seen me in a while. A visit could be beneficial. Curse smirked to himself as he grabbed a towel out of the linen closet in the Jinx household. From a closet full of colorful bright designer towels (yes Panem does have designer towels) he chose the plainest one there was. Pure white and soft puffy cotton material. Wearing nothing but purple and white plaid swim trunks and a pair of flip flops, he headed out for the beach. Which is probably the only source of comfort to to Curse these days.
A paradise of open fresh air, warm beds of sand and the sound of seagulls flying overhead. The soft white of the sand and the sharp, sparkling, sapphire of the ocean were Curse's comfort. To know that this glimmer of hope was never going away. It seems counter productive going out in the sun when he's getting fevers. But don't fevers mean that my body is trying to fight off an infection? urse wondered quietly was he trotted down the hill towards the beach. He didn't pay much attention to the walk on the beach. It was quiet and uneventful. He walked down the beach looking for the perfect spot to lay down and just relax. Heading west for a little bit he decided on on a spot not too far away from a surf shack. It wasn't busy so it wouldn't be too noisy and provided just the right amount of socialization if needed. Unsure of what to do next he just laid there, soaking up the rays of the bright warm yellow sun. Listening to the laughter and shrills from the kids playing in the water he question to himself how could they could be having fun when teenagers are out killing each other out where god knows where.Man why can't I have that kind of innocence again? Curse asked himself. As he stared off into the open ocean his heart yearned for the sweetness of innocent ignorance.
Knowing that he might falling down the health ladder again he decided to try and live every moment he can. Though soaking up the sun was fun and gave a person a good tan, Curse needed a little something more. Sitting himself up, he propped his arm on of his knees. Looking at the shack, wondering if he could ever eat food again.Why am I thinking of Death? Cursed asked of himself. It's not like I'm actually dying, I'm just getting sick he told himself.Maybe I can still go for a run. Wow being ill is starting to go my head.He told himself. He hopped up to his feet and jogged father up west along the water line. The water lapping at his feet creating a magnet for the dark sand to his feet. He ran for about 3 miles before the coughing starting again. Painful from the force and wet, it caused Curse to keel over himself. The coughs racking his body like no other. He decided to lay down again but he sees one of the most beautiful people ever. The kid was tall and slim yet somehow elegant in the way he moved. And his left arm had the greatest sleeve ever. His jaw so angular and strong. His face was just to melt for. Somehow his presence seemed majestic and wonderful to be in. And his hair was deep and full and made you want to run your fingers through it. He had to come up with an excuse to him without being so obvious. What if he isn't gay? Curse asked himself. He had a horrible habit of falling for straight guys, just another testament towards his name. Pretending that he was just walking along he went up towards the majestic man and asked the dorkiest question ever!“So the weather looks lovely today doesn't it?”
[/color] (What kind of question is that?)[/center]Abandon entoure d’abandon
tendresse touchant aux tendresses
C'est ton intérieur qui sans cesse
se caresse, dirait-on
Curse has been grumpy since Day 1 of the Games. Since Mason the male tribute from 4 died at the winner's hand. Since Learna was betrayed by her alliance. Since Peridot won over Wednesday. It was all too much for him. Even though he was a Career and was supposed to accepted the fact that kids die every yearbut he couldn't handle it this year. Not with the everything that was going on. His body was on edge, pains in his chest, high fevers, lost voice. It's just how the childhood sickness routine started. Oh great, well, the hospital hasn't seen me in a while. A visit could be beneficial. Curse smirked to himself as he grabbed a towel out of the linen closet in the Jinx household. From a closet full of colorful bright designer towels (yes Panem does have designer towels) he chose the plainest one there was. Pure white and soft puffy cotton material. Wearing nothing but purple and white plaid swim trunks and a pair of flip flops, he headed out for the beach. Which is probably the only source of comfort to to Curse these days.
A paradise of open fresh air, warm beds of sand and the sound of seagulls flying overhead. The soft white of the sand and the sharp, sparkling, sapphire of the ocean were Curse's comfort. To know that this glimmer of hope was never going away. It seems counter productive going out in the sun when he's getting fevers. But don't fevers mean that my body is trying to fight off an infection? urse wondered quietly was he trotted down the hill towards the beach. He didn't pay much attention to the walk on the beach. It was quiet and uneventful. He walked down the beach looking for the perfect spot to lay down and just relax. Heading west for a little bit he decided on on a spot not too far away from a surf shack. It wasn't busy so it wouldn't be too noisy and provided just the right amount of socialization if needed. Unsure of what to do next he just laid there, soaking up the rays of the bright warm yellow sun. Listening to the laughter and shrills from the kids playing in the water he question to himself how could they could be having fun when teenagers are out killing each other out where god knows where.Man why can't I have that kind of innocence again? Curse asked himself. As he stared off into the open ocean his heart yearned for the sweetness of innocent ignorance.
Knowing that he might falling down the health ladder again he decided to try and live every moment he can. Though soaking up the sun was fun and gave a person a good tan, Curse needed a little something more. Sitting himself up, he propped his arm on of his knees. Looking at the shack, wondering if he could ever eat food again.Why am I thinking of Death? Cursed asked of himself. It's not like I'm actually dying, I'm just getting sick he told himself.Maybe I can still go for a run. Wow being ill is starting to go my head.He told himself. He hopped up to his feet and jogged father up west along the water line. The water lapping at his feet creating a magnet for the dark sand to his feet. He ran for about 3 miles before the coughing starting again. Painful from the force and wet, it caused Curse to keel over himself. The coughs racking his body like no other. He decided to lay down again but he sees one of the most beautiful people ever. The kid was tall and slim yet somehow elegant in the way he moved. And his left arm had the greatest sleeve ever. His jaw so angular and strong. His face was just to melt for. Somehow his presence seemed majestic and wonderful to be in. And his hair was deep and full and made you want to run your fingers through it. He had to come up with an excuse to him without being so obvious. What if he isn't gay? Curse asked himself. He had a horrible habit of falling for straight guys, just another testament towards his name. Pretending that he was just walking along he went up towards the majestic man and asked the dorkiest question ever!“So the weather looks lovely today doesn't it?”