Why does the weird stuff always happen to me? Open

[Prenten]

"Help!" I screamed. I had been training for the Games in the back of my Mansion when a spear was thrust through my fence and into my left hand. The pain was incredible but, I had no choice but to stagger through the empty streets of District One.
"Help..." I squeeked again. Blood was pouring out both ends of my wound. It was March. The snow had melted. Blizzards had become Thunderstorms. And as luck would have it, I would be dying in the streets of District One, spear through my hand, in the pouring rain. Finally, I collapsed, exhausted from blood loss.
"Help me..."

[inksstainedhand]

Rose
I wipe the sweat off my brow as I pack up my things. My dance instructor had pushed us hard today. I glance out the window, dreading going out in the rain. I pull my cardigan tight around me and sling my bag over my shoulder. I decide to make a run for it. If I run hard it shouldn't take me long to get back to the warmth of a building.

I noisily splash through the streets. I am nearly home when I come across a mound...a person. A person. There is a person lying in the street. I am about to kick him over and make a taunting remark when I notice the red pool next to his hand. What is in his hand makes me shiver. A spear.

My mother is good with medicines, I know. She could help him. I can see my house. It is maybe twenty paces away. I pick this boy up, grunting under his weight. I manage to get him inside the door where my mother takes over.

An hour, and a lot of blood, later the wound is patched up. The boy has lost a lot of blood. He will have to stay in this bed for a few days and will not have use of his hand for weeks, but I believe he will be fine. I sit by his bed watching him sleep and hope he will regain consciousness soon.

[Prenten]

Karth
Things were fuzzy, at best. It was more like opening your eyes in salt water. Things were swimming. I could make out the face of a girl. I was in a bed, not a very comfortable one either. It sure as hell wasn't my bed, made with silk. Finally, my stinging eyes came into focus. There was a girl, leaning over me and my terrible bed. I jumped, scrabbling for my knife. I brought my hand down hard on the bed and pain roared through my body.
"Ahhhhh! What..." I screamed at the top of my lungs. Then I remembered what happened. The spear, the blood, the pain.
"Where am I, and who the hell are you?" I growled. I wasn't a happy camper...

[inksstainedhand]

Rose
The boy jumps. He trys to move his injured then screams when he feels the pain it brings. "Where am I, and who the hell are you?" he demands.
I smile at him, amused by his screaming, untrusting reaction. "Ow," I say calmly. "You don't need to break my ear drums. I'm Rose. Rose-Quartz Morrow. You are in my house, and if you shut up you can have some dinner."

[Prenten]

"Your house? And sorry for hurting your ears. Why the heck am I here? Wait.. You saved me?"i was annoyed with the girl, but now I was grateful. She brought me back to life.
"I'd like some dinner too, thanks." I say softly with a smile.

[inksstainedhand]

Rose
"Your house? And sorry for hurting your ears. Why the heck am I here? Wait... You saved me?" said the boy. I nod, in answer to his last question. "I'd like some dinner too, thanks." He lowers his voice when he says this, seeming almost kind now. He even smiles. I nod again and leave the room for a minute.

When I return I have a tray of food with me. I know the bowl of soup is probably less than he expected. "I'm sorry," I say apologetically. "You can have better food in a few days, when you're a bit better. For now this is all my Ma will let you eat." I hold out the tray to him realizing I don't even know his name. "Now that you've got your dinner, how about you tell me your name."

[Prenten]

I took the tray from Rose and put a little food into my mouth. It tasted horrible but I was grateful.
"My name is Karth. Thanks for the food." I say with a smile. I continued eating.
"So how long was I out, and what did I miss?" I asked brightly.

[inksstainedhand]

Rose
He tells me his name is Karth. He also thanks me for the food. Then he says, "So how long was I out, and what did I miss?"

He didn't miss much really. Just a lot of blood. But I start by saying something safer. "You weren't out long," I assure him. "Just over an hour." I pause, not sure I want to answer then next part of his question. I mentally shake my head. He is strong. I am sure he has been training for the Games all his life. He can handle hearing about a little, well, a lot of blood. "All you missed was blood. A lot of it. And endless questions I couldn't answer. My ma kept asking how that spear got lodged in your hand..." I don't dare ask him right out how it happened. Maybe he will tell me. But a small part of me, the squeemish girl no doubt, doesn't really want to know.

[Prenten]

"How did the spear get lodged in my hand." The question screamed at me in my head.
"I was training for the Games behind my house... And it flew out from my fence... I blocked it with my hand... That's about it. I wanted to go find the person who threw it.." I looked to Rose.
"Somebody tried to kill me." I said with wide eyes.

[inksstainedhand]

Rose
"Somebody tried to kill me." That sentence rings in my ears for a moment. Kill. Kill. Kill. The word is all I can think.

I don't know why but suddenly I feel the need to protect Karth from this mysterious spear thrower. I want to know who it was. I want to get revenge. "We need to find whoever it was," I say. "They need to know they can't just hurt people like that."

[Prenten]

{OOC: His name is Karth, not Keith. }
"Yeah and when I get my hands on them...." Karth growled.
"But I need my weapons..." He mumbled.


(OOC:SOrry my muse blows)