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Child of a Half-Moon · 03-26-2012, 06:43 PM

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Originally Posted by Jezabel Black

He saw the guy from 6 watching the girl from 1, saw his scowl. An idea bloomed in his head. "Hey!" he called, motioning to the boy to come over to their group. The more the merrier, and this guy looked like a survivor.

Finn looked at the guy- he was from District 8. The rebel district.

He drifted towards him, noticing how different they looked. This boy was blonde, tanned, muscular, with blue-green eyes. He was strong looking, whereas Finn was smaller and quite pale with black hair and eyes and was fit- but not muscly.

However Finn could feel the boy looking at him in the same way all the other tributes looked at him- with a suspicion that made him uneasy. As if they expected him to have a trick up his sleeve- but he had nothing.

No, Finn had only two skills. One was survival in the wilderness; and the other was hand on hand combat. He needed at least both or he wouldn't stand a chance. He didn't have the precision for bows and arrows or knives.

Finn felt a weak, but existing connection with this boy, and he decided to hang on to it. "I'm Finn," he said, "District Six."

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Originally Posted by george is cool

"Are you scowling at me or your imaginary friend?" Alyssa asked, raising a long, thin eyebrow, with a little smile on her bright lips. "Well, I s'pose we're all scowling because we're most likely going to get killed. You're small. You've got a good chance." Best to be a little friendly, even if she didn't want allies. She wasn't scowling though. And Alyssa was suck a giant, she didn't have a chance. At least she was strong, even if she looked a bit weak.

Small? Alright, Finn wasn't the tallest of guys, or as burly and muscular as some of the others, but he was fit and tall enough. He gave her a strange look. "Better save the cattiness and remarks for the arena." He said equally, but with a small grin. "For now, we might as well make the most of the outside world while we're in it. He didn't expect to come back, but someone had to, and he was prepared to try as hard as he could to insure it would be him.

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Child of a Half-Moon Gnome Join Date: Oct 2011 Location: BRADLEY COOPER Posts: 327 Hogwarts RPG Name: Persephone 'Sephy' Saint-Clair Fifth Year	❦ Cailín na hÉireann ❦ (Irish Girl) ❦ Follow me on Tumblr: 1000brokenstories &# Quote: Originally Posted by Jezabel Black He saw the guy from 6 watching the girl from 1, saw his scowl. An idea bloomed in his head. "Hey!" he called, motioning to the boy to come over to their group. The more the merrier, and this guy looked like a survivor. Finn looked at the guy- he was from District 8. The rebel district. He drifted towards him, noticing how different they looked. This boy was blonde, tanned, muscular, with blue-green eyes. He was strong looking, whereas Finn was smaller and quite pale with black hair and eyes and was fit- but not muscly. However Finn could feel the boy looking at him in the same way all the other tributes looked at him- with a suspicion that made him uneasy. As if they expected him to have a trick up his sleeve- but he had nothing. No, Finn had only two skills. One was survival in the wilderness; and the other was hand on hand combat. He needed at least both or he wouldn't stand a chance. He didn't have the precision for bows and arrows or knives. Finn felt a weak, but existing connection with this boy, and he decided to hang on to it. "I'm Finn," he said, "District Six." Quote: Originally Posted by george is cool "Are you scowling at me or your imaginary friend?" Alyssa asked, raising a long, thin eyebrow, with a little smile on her bright lips. "Well, I s'pose we're all scowling because we're most likely going to get killed. You're small. You've got a good chance." Best to be a little friendly, even if she didn't want allies. She wasn't scowling though. And Alyssa was suck a giant, she didn't have a chance. At least she was strong, even if she looked a bit weak. Small? Alright, Finn wasn't the tallest of guys, or as burly and muscular as some of the others, but he was fit and tall enough. He gave her a strange look. "Better save the cattiness and remarks for the arena." He said equally, but with a small grin. "For now, we might as well make the most of the outside world while we're in it. He didn't expect to come back, but someone had to, and he was prepared to try as hard as he could to insure it would be him.