young volcanoes ( event+closed )
These bugs that were said to be flying around were truly a nuisance. She herself hadn't heard much about them or what they really did once one was bitten. Though try as she may, it was most inevitable to get nipped with so much skin exposed. Even in the cold (which really, a scarf just wouldn't cut the fact that it had recently snowed). Perhaps she should invest in a coat once she actually takes the time to look for a job of some sort. But that's totally beside the point.
As she gently scratched the bite upon the side of her neck, the faunus was looking around for a familiar face. The feeling of worry and urgency, yet overwhelming admiration and dare she say love for this individual was--. . . Ah. Strange was much too simple of a word to use. Bewildering? Well, we're getting there.
It was then Blake had caught her eye on the young woman she was searching for. A smile crept up upon her face, quietly weaving through the sea of people that crowded the sidewalk. As out of turn as it might have been for someone as reserved as herself, it was just getting to be impossible attempting to keep these emotions in.
Swiftly she ran up behind Katniss, throwing her arms around her waist and pulling her into a tight hug, chin nuzzling into her shoulder with a giggle.
"Hey! I've been looking for you all day!"
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