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rutagraveolens) wrote2013-12-05 11:48 am
rutagraveolens) wrote2013-12-05 11:48 am
Entry tags:
- *action,
- *voice,
- +aang,
- +asami,
- +jack holden,
- +james kirk,
- +karla,
- +ororo,
- +prim,
- +robert lutece,
- +rue,
- +sharpe,
- +trisha
Melody 1 : Action/Voice [Backdated to the afternoon of Wednesday, 12/4]
[Action around the village]
[With the laws of the land already explained by Katniss and the stores in the village pointed out, Rue sets out to do a bit of exploring and gathering up items. Feeling a bad over borrowing some of Prim's clothes, Rue first heads to the clothing store.
The amount of clothes and the different styles are staggering to a girl used to wearing worn, drab hand-me-downs. She takes her time going through the store, feeling all the different textures, admiring the colors. That everything is free is astounding as well; as Rue puts her selected outfits into a bag, she'll look around warily before carefully leaving the store.
Her next stop is the grocery store and the experience is also as remarkable. The rows and rows of food, it's almost too much to take. A single shelf could last a family in District 11 the whole year. Rue takes her time, reverently going through each aisle. Most of the packaged foods in bright colorful boxes and containers are things she's never seen, though the pictures and some of the names are descriptive enough.
After stocking up on food, Rue takes a final trip to the weapon shop. There she'll take her times looking over small knives and any slings that might be around.]
[Action for House 34]
[Once Rue returns to the house, she dutifully puts all the food away in the kitchen. A few things - some candy, a box of cookies, fresh apples - will be placed on the counter with a note near by ("Thank you. -Rue). From there, Rue begins to explore the wonders of the house.
She's never been in a house so nice. The soft carpet, the drapes on the windows (the windows open and close too!), running water, electricity, Rue takes her time marveling over everything. She'll open every door to peek in side. If it looks like a bedroom, she'll quickly close the door. Everything else is fair game for the curious girl.]
[Voice - early evening]
[The journal is a strange, strange thing. A book that can be written into to communicate with others, it's remarkable. Rue spends some time flipping through the pages and trying to familiarize herself with everything before making her first recording.]
Um, hello? I hope this is recording. To anyone that can hear me, my name is Rue! I just arrived. I'm from Panem, District 11. Katniss says I was here before, though I don't remember any of it, so I'm sorry if we've met before and I don't remember you!
[A brief pause as she tries to figure out what to say.]
Um... what's your favorite thing? It doesn't have to be something here, it can be anything you really like. I like music a lot, singing especially. Does anyone else like music?
[With the laws of the land already explained by Katniss and the stores in the village pointed out, Rue sets out to do a bit of exploring and gathering up items. Feeling a bad over borrowing some of Prim's clothes, Rue first heads to the clothing store.
The amount of clothes and the different styles are staggering to a girl used to wearing worn, drab hand-me-downs. She takes her time going through the store, feeling all the different textures, admiring the colors. That everything is free is astounding as well; as Rue puts her selected outfits into a bag, she'll look around warily before carefully leaving the store.
Her next stop is the grocery store and the experience is also as remarkable. The rows and rows of food, it's almost too much to take. A single shelf could last a family in District 11 the whole year. Rue takes her time, reverently going through each aisle. Most of the packaged foods in bright colorful boxes and containers are things she's never seen, though the pictures and some of the names are descriptive enough.
After stocking up on food, Rue takes a final trip to the weapon shop. There she'll take her times looking over small knives and any slings that might be around.]
[Action for House 34]
[Once Rue returns to the house, she dutifully puts all the food away in the kitchen. A few things - some candy, a box of cookies, fresh apples - will be placed on the counter with a note near by ("Thank you. -Rue). From there, Rue begins to explore the wonders of the house.
She's never been in a house so nice. The soft carpet, the drapes on the windows (the windows open and close too!), running water, electricity, Rue takes her time marveling over everything. She'll open every door to peek in side. If it looks like a bedroom, she'll quickly close the door. Everything else is fair game for the curious girl.]
[Voice - early evening]
[The journal is a strange, strange thing. A book that can be written into to communicate with others, it's remarkable. Rue spends some time flipping through the pages and trying to familiarize herself with everything before making her first recording.]
Um, hello? I hope this is recording. To anyone that can hear me, my name is Rue! I just arrived. I'm from Panem, District 11. Katniss says I was here before, though I don't remember any of it, so I'm sorry if we've met before and I don't remember you!
[A brief pause as she tries to figure out what to say.]
Um... what's your favorite thing? It doesn't have to be something here, it can be anything you really like. I like music a lot, singing especially. Does anyone else like music?
[Voice]
[Voice]
He's always traveling, seeking out strong warriors in the arenas. I've competed in many different arenas hoping to find him, but there's been no sign of him...
[Voice]
[Voice]
Yes...many warriors enter the arenas to test their skills against one another. It wasn't something I enjoyed, but I only went in to look for him...
[And she lets out a sigh of longing.]
Ah, Brother...
[Voice]
What happens to the warriors that lose?
[Voice]
[She hadn't thought much about what happens to the people who lose. She certainly hadn't given Bartre a second thought until he suddenly showed up to challenge her to a rematch.]
[Voice]
Why are there arenas? Are you forced to fight?
[Voice]
No one is forced to fight in the arenas. They all make the choice to enter. I don't like it, but picking up the sword was the only way to get closer to my brother. But he loves it...
[Voice]
Why? For glory and honor? That was why Careers fight, but was it simply a way to stay alive? Why fight for fun in a world where it wasn't required?
It didn't make sense to her.]
If you don't like fighting, you shouldn't have to.
[Voice]
[While Karla may not technically have to fight, she just feels like she has to.]
[Voice]
[Voice]
[Voice]
[Voice]
[It's possible, but she's not counting on it...]
[Voice]
[Voice]
[What does he look like nowadays? Yes, it's been that long.]
He looks...a lot like me, I suppose?
[Voice]
[Voice]
[She smiles genuinely now.]
I hope he does show up...one day.
[Voice]
What's he like?
[Voice]
[She pauses, worrying about her fears again...]
When we were close, he was...the best. When I was lost on the plains, he carried me home.
But now...as I track the rumors about him...he seems to be becoming something different.
[And unfortunately, word of mouth is the only clue she has in tracking his whereabouts.]
[Voice]
[A beat.]
Do your parents know where he went?
[Voice]
I haven't seen my parents in so long either...
[Voice]