Katniss Everdeen (
stillplaying) wrote2012-03-22 06:33 pm
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2nd Game [action + voice]
[The rain has finally stopped. It comes as such a relief to Katniss, that she slips out of the treehouse village with her bow and arrows and hunting bag so very early in the morning - earlier than she's been awake in days.
It's been a whole day of exploring the woods. Gathering edible plants and resetting snares that were damaged by the storm. And just wandering. Wandering amongst the trees, sometimes climbing up one to get a better look of the area. Here, by the edge of the lake, she feels far enough from the town that she might actually be safe.
Safer, at least, than in those past few days. Maybe she spent too much time in the treehouse after that gathering. Too much time alone with memories and thoughts that made her heartsick. Nightmares that here, something will happen to Rue, something she won't be able to stop - just like she couldn't stop that District 1 boy from spearing her in arena. Lost days that she tried to hide so she wouldn't worry Rue.
But today? Today she almost feels like herself. Especially after a whole morning's and afternoon's worth of hunting and gathering. If you've been in the forest near the western lake today, there's a chance you might have run into her.
Maybe she hasn't been as successful as she's been in the past, but her bag still speaks of some results. A wild turkey she shot early afternoon, herbs and roots gathered not too far from the lake, and a couple of small squirrels from her snares. They weigh her down and she considers returning to the treehouses, but she doesn't want to leave the sanctuary of the forest. Not yet.
A flash of yellow catches her eye and she turns, arrow notched in it's string. And then it meows, indignant, and her arrow flies to land in the dirt right next to the beast.
She stares. And scowls.
A while later, she's back in her treehouse room and glaring at the stupid creature that followed her home. Of everyone to find here from District 12, of course it has to be Buttercup.
She reaches for the journal to ask a question.]
Has anyone else here found a pet from home?
It's been a whole day of exploring the woods. Gathering edible plants and resetting snares that were damaged by the storm. And just wandering. Wandering amongst the trees, sometimes climbing up one to get a better look of the area. Here, by the edge of the lake, she feels far enough from the town that she might actually be safe.
Safer, at least, than in those past few days. Maybe she spent too much time in the treehouse after that gathering. Too much time alone with memories and thoughts that made her heartsick. Nightmares that here, something will happen to Rue, something she won't be able to stop - just like she couldn't stop that District 1 boy from spearing her in arena. Lost days that she tried to hide so she wouldn't worry Rue.
But today? Today she almost feels like herself. Especially after a whole morning's and afternoon's worth of hunting and gathering. If you've been in the forest near the western lake today, there's a chance you might have run into her.
Maybe she hasn't been as successful as she's been in the past, but her bag still speaks of some results. A wild turkey she shot early afternoon, herbs and roots gathered not too far from the lake, and a couple of small squirrels from her snares. They weigh her down and she considers returning to the treehouses, but she doesn't want to leave the sanctuary of the forest. Not yet.
A flash of yellow catches her eye and she turns, arrow notched in it's string. And then it meows, indignant, and her arrow flies to land in the dirt right next to the beast.
She stares. And scowls.
A while later, she's back in her treehouse room and glaring at the stupid creature that followed her home. Of everyone to find here from District 12, of course it has to be Buttercup.
She reaches for the journal to ask a question.]
Has anyone else here found a pet from home?
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Yeah. There's quite a few here.
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I have the dog we looked after.
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He's gone, now, praise the stars.
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He has fond memories of oceans and lakes, and despite his city life he was fond of fishing, hunting--spent a lot of good times lounging around them before he moved to Sacramento when he was a boy. Even then, the trips to the dingy lakes nearby proved surprisingly relaxing. It's why he's sitting at the edge of one, lost in thought with a line thrown out and a few fish already caught.
He's yet to notice any footsteps or sound of foliage, not at the moment, with his head so in the clouds.]
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[ action ] there we goooo
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[After drying off in the sun (okay, cloud, but it's still a welcome change after five straight days of rain), Link wrings his hat out (blue, this time) and readjusts the sword on his back before starting back to the village - not in any particular hurry, and he doesn't spot Katniss until he's a bit closer.]
Oh - hi!
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She notices Katniss is gone and does her part to help around; she tidies up, explores the region and picks from plants and berries she recognizes, raids a bird's nest for some eggs.
But later on, if Katniss is still worried about Rue, then she doesn't have to worry much longer as she picks up a shadow. Rue sits up in a tree, almost playing a game as she waits to see how long it takes for Katniss to notice her.]
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