Rain, Rain, Go Away..

"You're as good as gone anyways..." ~Mama

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Little Creepy World || Hayla

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In spite of her shyness, Haven recognized the need to speak up, even if she sounded ridiculous in process: and she certainly did. “I think we were both going for the same book.” She averted her eyes instinctively, ashamed that she’d frightened a girl younger and smaller than herself. “I didn’t even see what it was…” Haven confessed shyly, not quite sure why she kept talking. “But most of the books here are about weapons and plants and the old Games. I’m sorry,” she cut herself off, looked back at the girl and even managed a smile. “I’m Haven. Reading’s a good escape sometimes, right?”

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"Yeah." Kayla agreed, her eyes meeting the facial expression on the unusually weird girl. 'It's alright," The younger girl nodded slowly. "I didn't either. I just liked it because the cover was pretty." Kayla looked at the bookshelf that she was closest to, inspecting the spines around her. "You can have the book, miss. I'll find another one." Kayla began to walk away when she heard the frail voice behind her practically whisper her name. Turning back around, Kayla offered a small smile. "Haven's a pretty name. I'm Lala... Well, Kayla, but, Lala. Please and... I don't know because I've never really read anything big." 

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Little Creepy World || Hayla

Combat training was one activity that Haven had no interest in joining. The other tributes intimidated her and she knew in her heart that even if she turned out to be some kind of genius with a weapon, she wouldn’t have a chance against them. She didn’t even have the option of killing in self-defense because anyone she hurt would come back to her as a ghost. Instead, she’d resolved to accept her impending death and enjoy the rest of her days as much as possible. She did this by getting fresh air on the roof and in the gardens, borrowing books from one of the small training center collections, and spending time with the friends she was growing to love- no matter how painful it would be to part from them, they remained dear and important to Haven. She was in a small room now with two chairs and a single bookshelf that didn’t deserve to call itself a library. Lost in her thoughts, she didn’t even notice that she wasn’t alone until she reached out and grabbed not a book, but the hand of another tribute. She immediately let go. Physical contact had always made her uncomfortable but she had no trouble managing a smile and a whispered apology, “Sorry. I didn’t see you.”

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Kayla really wanted to read something big- prestigious. A book bigger than herself- perhaps... Looking through some of the library books, little that they had, she found that maybe a small chapter book would suit her more- one about an adventure from long ago about a girl just like her, possibly, but, maybe not. Maybe it would be about a talking animal or a village making soup with what little resources they had. Reaching her hand for a book, Lala picked the one with a bright red spine- appealing to her small eyes. Her hand was grasped by a girl much, much older than her. "I-" She started, a little bit frightened by the small force given by the other girl. "It's... It's alright." Kayla nodded, pulling her hand back to her side, waiting to see whether or not the girl would continue to take the book.

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Not Today || The First Night x2

As Jesse ran off in the other direction, Kayla got up from the floor, looking at the ghosts in pure fear. "Okay!" She shouted back to the boy at his remark. He seemed to be enjoying his time while Kayla would rather be at home, talking to her mother about her worth. Backing up a few feet, Kayla began to run away from the ghosts, hopping over rocks and twigs and anything that would get in her way. When she turned around, to look behind her, the girl's eyes widened again seeing as the ghosts were still fucking following her.

Turning back around, Kayla screamed as she tripped over the protruding root of a tree, falling foreword onto her face and into the soil. There was nothing she could do at this point. Just like her mother said, she would be a goner in a minute. As good as gone. As good as gone.

No.

Kayla was better than that. She knew not to believe the lies that her mother told her and that nothing could ever be the way it was. She turned around ghosts standing up around her, boring holes into her eyes and making her skin get cold.

"I'm not afraid." Kayla whispered to the ghost which remained indifferent to the girl's words, seeming not to understand them. "I'm not afraid."

"I'm not afraid of you!" She began louder, standing her ground and lowering her eyebrows. 'And there is only one thing we say to Death; Not today.'

"Not today!" She insisted, shaking her head and still staring at the ghost. "I'm NOT afraid of you."

The ghost wormed it's way closer to Kayla and as the ghastly spirit entered her body, the young girl shook, terror around her until she fell to the floor. Her mouth opened to scream but no sound came out. The shaking grew more violent by the second as her eyes rolled back into her head. Although the girl had no control over her body, she could still hear her surroundings.

Swish-- when the wind as the pine needles fell around the girl, pricking her arms.

Boom boom...

Her heart beat loudly, seemingly the only sound in the forest that she could make out... The wind had stopped.

Boom boom... Boom boom... Silence.

Canon.

Not today.

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BrokenCrown | Kayla & Jesse |

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Having finally heard an answer, Jesse relaxed a little. But as she sunk to the ground he hesitated. She wasn’t hurt, but that didn’t mean something wasn’t wrong. Kneeling beside her he placed a hand on hers. It was then that he noticed the tears as they fell. Carefully, he used his sleeve to wipe away the tears and placed a cautious arm around her. “Kayla, what’s wrong? And don’t say nothing. I know you.” Looking over his shoulder he checked once more than no one was around them before focusing on her again. “Was it the cornucopia? Did you see something? Hear something? Sweet pea it’s okay, you can tell me whats bothering you.” He could tell there was something wrong and he wanted to help, to understand. She was practically a sister to him and seeing her upset like this wasn’t right.

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Kayla nodded at the point when he asked if she had seen something. What hadn't she seen? She had seen every type of killing, it seemed, or at least, everything she could think of in the present time. Bringing her hands up to her face, the young tribute sighed deeply into them, hoping to remove some stress. It didn't work and the tears continued to fall like water slides down her rosy cheeks. When her hands had gotten too wet in the front, she tried to use the back and noticed specks of blood on the back of it. Spots. Drops. Kayla's silent crying turned into violent sobs as she tried desperately to get the dots off of her hand. Someone else's blood was on her hands even though she hadn't killed anyone. This was definitely a problem.

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BrokenCrown | Kayla & Jesse |

As Jesse looked over his shoulder at the now miniscule black dot that was the cornucopia he settled to a stop. It was useless running anymore. No one was chasing them. He hadn’t seen anyone since he began moving away from the bloodbath with Kayla. The girl! Turning he looked down and around for the girl. It wasn’t until he saw the familiar head of hair that he took a breath. Walking to her he crouched to her level and placed a hand on her shoulder. “Are you alright? I’m sorry we had to run like that so soon. I know it was sudden and unexpected. But it meant we got away.” Dropping the bag from his shoulder and the club in his hand down onto the grass. It was only now that he noticed her expression and her demeanor. Concerning flooding him he placed both hands on her shoulders and looked at her, searching her features for some sign. “Kayla? What’s wrong? Are you hurt? Tell me, please answer me!”

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There was so much shaking. It was so cold. There was little light left. Kayla was scared. The same bloody knives, clubs, and fists on repeat in her mind. Over, and over, and over again. She didn't think that she was shaking as violently as she was until his hand grasped her shoulder. It brought her into the present world for a moment. As she looked into the boys eyes, it was as if Kayla couldn't and wouldn't find any words to say. She wasn't speechless, she was just plain scared. The fallen tributes could and probably soon would be her. Hearing a canon boom as a sign of your death was probably one of the worst feelings that would ever cross her mind. "I'm not hurt." Her eyes seemed to glaze over as she fell to a sitting position in her spot before tears made their way out of her eyes. It's like she wasn't even crying. Her calm demeanor was almost a frightening sight but the little girl couldn't help but replay everything. Over... And over... and over again.

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Crack || Bloodbath

Remember, Kayla. Hop, run, crouch, wait. That's all you need to do... And then run... Again. You'll have to do a lot of running. The thought of the day finally arriving had itched and clawed at her sanity until at last, the day had arrived. Every piece of magic in her box had been dispersed and thrown about The Capitol for whatever Lala could conjure up in her head as good luck.

Kayla sprinted foreword, out of the grass in attempt to reach the gun. This was going against everything she had thought out carefully and planned. Everyone would attack Kayla first because she was weak and harmless and couldn't do much. Out of nowhere, a boy, much bigger than her came to her right and chased her in the other direction. She began to shake and couldn't control herself in any way whatsoever. Falling to the ground, she looked as the boy crouched over her, staring evilly into her eyes. What could she do? Distract? She turned her head to the side as the boy started speaking but she wasn't quite sure of what she could say. She screamed, looking in Jesse's direction and hoping that he could hear her cry and rescue her.

He didn't.

Shutting her eyes, she imagined all of the blood and pain that would happen to her in the next few minutes. Tears streamed down her red, wind-burned cheeks and she opened her eyes again, expecting to see what would soon be her fate. He was gone. The boy was gone. She had no clue what had happened and she didn't know where the dart gun went either. She was more than relieved to just be alive and there was nothing more she wanted to do than to find Jesse and get out of there.

Getting up, she ran towards the outskirts of the Cornucopia area near the fields and waited for Jesse to be done... Fighting. He was fighting off the boy that had almost killed her. What happened to staying- crack. The boy's head had just been smashed into a bajillion pieces. If Kayla thought she was crying before, she was really having at it now. Her body was shaking and all she could think about when Jesse was running towards her was the sound it had made, in her head, anyways. The shaking girl ran after the boy, losing her footing a few times.

Her eyes were opened to what would be the worst last days of her life and there was nothing she could do about it.

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ooc.

[[ the task will be up tomorrow, I swear ]]

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Be Vibrant? Only $19.99|| Task 2

Kayla waved at the audience as she skipped across the stage. Giving Ambrosia a firm handshake. The audience awed and Kayla gave them the most radiant smile she could. Her sparkling green dress was just above her knee and really highlighted the parts of Kayla's body that she seemed to be lacking in. "Please state your name for the audience, darling!" Ambrosia cooed. "My name is Lala Switch and I'm from District 7." The audience fawned over her which caused Kayla to let out a bright giggle that sent the audience into fits. 

"So, little darling," Ambrosia began, leaning foreword to rest her chin on the palm of her hand. "So, Miss Storm." Kayla imitated the woman in front of her while batting her lashes. The audience giggled and watched intently. "Well, aren't you just a cutie?" The young dreamer gave a shrug and chewed on her inner cheek. Her mentor had spoken with her and told her to be as cute as possible. 

"Tell us, do you have any strategies planned for the arena? I know your father was a victor!" Kayla nodded and leaned back in her seat. "Well, I'm definitely not as skilled as my dad, miss you papa! But um... I can aim pretty well and blow pretty hard so I guess I'll have to kill if I need to but I'll try to find high ground first, the safest place I can, preferably--- I don't want to give everything away!" She giggled and scratched her forehead. 

Ambrosia nodded, looking at Kayla with inspiration almost. "That sounds good, Lala. Tell me, are you close with any of the other tributes here? Maybe have a crush on someone?" Kayla looked at the audience, gave them a face, and shook her head no. "I don't like anyone but there is someone I'm close to. Jesse, my district partner. He tells me to call him Batman and he's always telling me stories and he talks to me like I'm not little. He treats me like a person and I know that in the arena..." Kayla stopped and took a hesitant deep breath. "I know that I can depend on him for anything. He'll help me through and hopefully I can help him out too."

The audience took a moment of silence before cheering for the young child. All she had to do was be honest and step a little bit outside of her comfort zone to get people to like her. "One more thing before you go, Miss Covens," Ambrosia cleared her throat, looking down patronizingly at the girl. "Yes, Miss Storm?" "Kayla, are you afraid of the games? It's okay..." Noticing the girls reluctance to speak, Ambrosia looked at the audience, sticking a hand out to get there attention, as if they weren't already captivated by the 'bubbly' personality of the young girl. "You can trust us, right guys?" The audience politely cheered. 

Kayla took a deep breath, her palms sweaty and her eye contact lowered. For the first time in this interview, Lala's real personality came through. "Um... Y-yes. I am afraid. Other tributes are going to pick on me first and... I don't know if I'm ready to die yet." The young girl started tearing up but she quickly wiped the tears from her eyes quickly and took a deep breath. "Sorry. I really brought the mood down, huh?" The audience that was previously in tears with the girl suddenly sprang up from their seats and there was not a single person in the room that wasn't laughing, crying, or standing up. "Kayla Switch everyone!" Lala gave them one last brilliant smile before waving and exiting off the stage where she burst into tears and practically fell into the arms of another tribute. "It's okay," They cooed. "It's okay."

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what room are we talking about? It's not working.

EDIT: FRUSTRATION.

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Anybody Home? | Kayla & Jesse |

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“Alright then sweet pea. We’ll talk more often.” When he felt her rest her head against his he smiled faintly and stayed quiet. It had been a long time since he’d been this close to someone. Physically and emotionally. The sweet nature of Kayla had been enough to bring out his soft side. As the doors opened and he stepped out onto their floor he put the basket down. Opening the door as quietly as possible  he pushed the basket in. Ducking once more he went inside, Kayla still on his back. He didn’t put her down until they got to the sofa’s again. “Lala? we’re back in the flat.” When he got no immediate answer he sat on the very edge so she wouldn’t fall. “Come on munchkin, you’ll pull my hair out. I’m too young to be bald.”

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She groaned every time he spoke. Kayla was comfortable where she was and she would fall asleep completely if he hadn't kept speaking to her. "I don't wanna..." Her words were slurred before she let go of his hair to fall back onto the couch. Turning over on her side, she used the cushion on the sofa to make herself more comfortable. "Goodnight, Jesse."

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tinychat says i’m banned from the room?

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I don't even know what happened but apparently it's my fault. http://tinychat.com/46nrw

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Anybody Home? | Kayla & Jesse |

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He chuckled when she posed, glad that she found his compliment amusing at least. “I didn’t know that I was already. This means I have to keep being extra special. I accept that challenge!” He felt her get on and he smiled. “Okay, hold your horses Missy. I have to stand up before I can move forward.” Carefully he stood making sure her weight wasn’t slipping before walking over to the elevator. Standing, waiting for the doors to open he tilted his head back to look at her “So munchkin, what did you think of our chatting today? Are you happy with it? Or would you say we need to do more?”  As they opened he stepped on, being careful so she wouldn’t hit her head on the door frame. The last thing he wanted to do was make her knock her head when she already had a nasty bump.

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"We should talk more often!" She nods, moving her hands from around his neck to his forehead, pushing his brown hair back. Kayla was getting sleepy. Normally around this time, she would have already been under the covers in her pajamas. Giving her second big yawn of the night, she leaned foreword, resting her head on his. Telling him she was tired was a no-no. She didn't want to waste any time not speaking to him or being around him. The time was too treasured and she had only realized that now when it was almost too late.

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Anybody Home? | Kayla & Jesse |

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Standing in front of her he laughed lightly and quickly fastened the top part of his jacket around her shoulders so it wouldn’t slip off. “I’ll look out for you know matter what. That I promise.” Jesse couldn’t remember the last time he had felt this protective. Sure he loved his brothers at home but there was something about this girl that made her seem more susceptible to this place. “Look’s like I have a super hero for a sister. Now I’ll just have to an extra special brother.” Smiling he knelt down and looked at her. “Would you like a lift?”

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"Thank you, Batman." She wanted to hug him again but since they were packing up, it seemed appropriate to wait a bit. Hugs were precious and needed to be timed right. He just called her a superhero? Was it because of her cape? She extended an arm backwards, opening the blanket wider and striking a pose. "You are an extra special brother, Jesse. I thought you knew that." As he got down in front of her, she took that opportunity to hop onto his back before his sentence was even finished. "Mush, Jesse! Mush!"

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Anybody Home? | Kayla & Jesse |

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“Hey come on not sweet pea. There’s no need for tears. You make sense. Perfect sense. And it doesn’t matter if someone else disagrees with me. As long as it makes sense to, then nothing else matters.” Using his hand he moves her head to look at him for a moment. “Of course I’m your friend. I’m your brother, for all intensive purposes. That mean’s we a like to pea’s in a pod okay? No conditions or limitations. It’s just there.” Smiling softly, he began to clear away the picnic. “How about we get you back in side before you freeze?”

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"I'm not going to cry." Kayla confidently retorts, standing up and pulling the over-sized jacket tighter around her arms, a shiver for every inhale. "I would like having a brother. Brothers are supposed to take care of you. You'll take care of me. I know you will. Yes, I would like to go inside." She picks up her box and ties the picnic blanket around her neck as a cape.

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Anybody Home? | Kayla & Jesse |

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The small nod was enough to tell him she had understood. I couldn’t promise her safety, or that she would get out unharmed. But he could promise that he would do everything in his ability to keep her safe in the arena. He hadn’t expected her to hug him. It took Jesse a moment to realise that the odd feelings of her arms around his neck was a tiny embrace. Carefully he circled his arms around her and hugged her back. It was a small gesture to anyone. A hug between friends. But for Jesse it was a milestone. Leaning back he smiled, “Hey, what was that for?”

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"I know and understand a lot, even if it may seem like I don't." She nods as her eyes get attached to a piece of the roof and they seemed to almost glaze over. "You make more sense than you realize even if it is just 'dosing off'." Kayla sniffs and stops speaking. "I don't know if I make sense but I think you're my friend."

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Anybody Home? | Kayla & Jesse |

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When she pulled it tighter he was glad that she had accepted his kindness. Not everyone liked that sort of thing. Kneeling back down beside her and saw the sad look in her eyes.  What she was saying just made it harder for Jesse to imagine her hurt by Talon. More brutal, more barbaric to think of her in the games. No girl like her should have to think about death. No one that young. He was desensitized by now. He was withdrawn but Kayla? She was open to it, vulnerable to it. Placing an arm around hr shoulders he held in a slightly odd embrace. “Lala, Talon will not touch you. Not in that place okay? I’m here to make sure of that. To make sure that your little dreams get out, along with you, if I can. You just worry about keeping them in good care. I’ll worry about everything else okay?” Looking down at her he smiled, hoping to reassure the girl.

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He got closer to her and looked her straight in the eye. It made her feel a little bit uncomfortable. Maybe she had said something wrong. His reassurance of safety was too much to handle right now. If he assured her safety, she felt as if she had to worry about him. If it was her death that was meant to happen, she didn't know if she would be able to stand anything anymore. Nodding, she displayed she understood his words. Kayla leaned towards him and wrapped her arms around his neck. This was the first hug she had given anyone since her birthday of last year when her parents had made her a potato sac dress that she adored.