~Soundless Voice (Thomas/Ebony)~

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~Speaking~ ~Hearing~ ~Thinking~

Today had been fairly tiring for me for the first part. It had started the usual way, with breakfast as a family. It is usually the only time of the day me and my parents actually share with each other since they work quite long hours. Even if they didn't I doubt it would change much. Those two believe that independence is the key to becoming a good fighter. I have known that for a long time. Relying on parents all the time is definitely not allowed in the Mercer family. Breakfast had been the usual meal. Nothing special whatsoever. Then I went up to my room in order to change into my outfit for the day. Because of my planned activities my choice was more casual than usual. I had chosen a dark blue pair of jeans with a black polo shirt. I put a black, hooded jumper over this due to the weather starting to grow colder in preparation for the coming of winter. The last addition to my outfit was a pair of black trainers. A quick fix of my hair and I was ready to face the day. I went down into the kitchen to have a little chat with my parents. It seemed they had their own plans for the day just like I did mine. The conversation doesn't last that long, especially with my lack of words taken into account. Words aren't really needed that much here of course. I know what they expect of me without me asking them. I alo do not even need to tell them where I will be today, they already know. It is not long before they bid their goodbyes and leave the house to enjoy the first day of the weekend. There was a minute of non movement in the house before my feet started to carry me towards the front door and out of the house. As soon as the door shut behind me I could smell the air of District 2.

As I started to walk down the street I realized it was definitely colder than yesterday had been and began to wonder whether or not I should return home for my jacket before traipsing through half of the district to get to where I was planning to go. My mind ruled in favor of braving the weather instead so I proceeded slowly, not meeting the eye of anyone who was wandering around. It wasn't long before I reached my destination. As I wandered into the training center I could see that I was most definitely not alone. As I removed my jumper I couldn't help but notice that there were quite a few hopeful careers that were squeezing as much training out of their weekend as was possible. This used to be why I came to the center but now it is different. I train because the time might come where I have to go into the games whether my name is picked or it is the name of somebody I badly want to protect. If it happens I want to be strong enough to come back to those that I love. I saw someone standing near the mats where hand to hand combat is taught and asked if they wanted to practice. The boy was in agreement and the match began. He was a fairly tough opponent but it didn't quite present as much of a challenge as when I have had to fight with Gaston in the past. After a few minutes I managed to beat him and walked away from the mats. Another potential career had seen this and decided to challenge me so I fought against her next. I took on different people at the same station and by the end I was fairly tired and decided to pack it in for the day. Putting my jumper back on I headed out of the training center and back into the district.

Catching sight of a clock I saw that a good portion of the day had passed by while I had been busy training. It was definitely time for me to grab something to eat. Hand to hand combat wasn't exactly easy work after all. I went towards the center of the district since I would have to pass through there to get back to my home. It seemed to be more packed than usual due to the reaping drawing closer and closer. This one had disappointed many hopeful careers who were now told that they were not eligible for what would have been their last reaping. Personally I was glad about this quell twist. It meant, even just for one reaping, that the entire host club were safe. The youngest members were 15 so none of them had anything to worry about for quite some time. This thought stayed on my mind while I wandered around, observing those that passed by to see if any of my friends were around at this time of day. I didn't really know what many of them did with their weekends apart from Gaston and that was only because of him being my cousin. As I swerved my head slightly I caught sight of the newest member of the host club and the only female member. Well, the members are the only ones who know she is a female. Everybody who visits the club thinks she is a boy. I figured it would at least be polite of me to go and say hello to her. We hadn't really spent any time with each other without the rest of the club so it was a chance to get to know more about the girl. I couldn't tell what she was doing from that distance so I walked towards her until I was not far behind. My hand reached out to gently touch her shoulder in an attempt to capture her attention and make it so she noticed that I was there. I hoped the action wouldn't startle her too much.

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Notes: Lets get started

[Sage]

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Do you ever feel
like a plastic bag
drifting through the wind
wanting to start again

Ebony's eyes fluttered open as her alarm clock went off. She wanted nothing more than to fall back into a dream but she had work to do today. Why did I make myself so busy today? she wondered. Grumbling to herself, she sat up and stretched, allowing her full body to stretch out. Her parents, she could hear downstairs, they were probably getting ready to go to work, they were always so busy they barely ever had time for their sixteen year old daughter. She sighed, wishing she could know her parents better but all she really knew about them was their names and where they worked. Given they used to be home a lot when she was little, now, they were rarely, if ever, home. They assumed she was capable enough to look after herself but sometimes, she missed her parents, especially when she needed them the most. She stood up and smacked her head on the bed post, a stupid mistake on her part. If only I weren't so clumsy she thought bitterly. She padded across the room, rubbing the spot she'd hit on her head, and threw open her closet, unsure of what she should wear today. She knew she could wear pretty much anything and still pass off as a guy but she decided on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, nothing too show offy.

By the time she half walked, half fell down the stairs, her parents were nowhere to be found. They'd already gone off to work. Another day alone she thought. She didn't really mind now that she was actually alone, she could have people over, she could blast her music if she wanted to, and she could even go out and train, a foreign concept to her parents apparently who'd wanted their little girl to never train. Who were they kidding? She loved to train. She poured herself a bowl of cereal and scarfed it down before putting her dishes into the sink and slipping on her runners. She opened the door and was greeted by a blast of cool early autumn air.

As she padded through the district, she admired the colors on the tree's, this time of year was her favorite because all the trees were ablaze with color. She smiled, something she only normally did when entertaining people, and hurried along the street towards the park. She loved the park at this time of year. It was gorgeous and full of color, color she would love to be able to capture with a paintbrush.

When she arrived, she stood still, admiring the colors and the view. Suddenly, she felt a hand on her shoulder and jumped before turning to see Thomas from the host club smiling at her. "Oh, hey Thomas. What are you doing here?" She asked, trying to keep her voice from quivering slightly.

baby you're a firework
come on let your colors burst
make em go ah, ah, ah
as you shoot across the sky

Theme Song: Firework by Katy Perry
Plots: Part of the Host Club Plot
Other: I can't wait, this will be so much fun
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