Tramps like us, baby we were born to run

Subject: Tramps like us, baby we were born to run Sun Sep 08, 2013 6:05 pm

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Tramps like us, baby we were born to run Anima_11

& some Cyrus Bran (cuz #YOLO)
---District 9---Female---16---

The morning should of training came fast for Anima, but it felt almost like it dragged on a little bit as most people slept on the District 9 floor Anima stayed awake. She maybe got 3 hours of sleep but she might have also been generous in saying she had gotten that much. She wasn't nervous or anything, but maybe a little bit of anxiety crept in. The idea that she now would be surrounded by people who knew nothing about her excited her a little. She had had this dark cloud over her since the day her father died. Well she always had it, especially when he was alive, but it only became noticeable to the rest of her district mates after his death. A history and a set of rumors that spread amongst the small district that caused looks and suspicions. But not anymore, no one knew about that now; well no one except Cyrus. But Cyrus was too jovial and good natured to care it seemed. Her silence hadn't stopped him from trying desperately to connect with her for whatever reason.

Anima and her partner went down together in unfortunately matching training outfits. A pair of black leggings and a navy blue tunic type top. Laced along each of their feet were comfortable leather boots that reached up to their shins and were the same color as her skin tight leggings. And then there stitched on the back of each of their shirts hung a black piece of cloth with a white '9' stitched in. Now everyone would know she was from the grain district if they hadn't noticed her wheat themed costume for the chariots.

Once they were dismissed after the opening speech each tribute parted ways until it was just Anima and Cyrus left. She started on her own way when Cyrus spoke up yet again and stopped her in her tracks. "So what station are we heading to first?" His voice had a slight tone of hope in it, a hope that maybe finally they would work together or that she would willingly allow him to walk with her.

"I am going to the agility course. What you do is up to you." Anima didn't even turn to respond to him instead she just kept moving forwards towards the, set up of ropes and such that made up the agility course. It was a compulsory exercise and at least she knew she was fast, so this, should be a nice warm up for the rest of the day. She could feel him run up behind her before she even heard him say, "here I'll come with you, a jog sounds nice. Anima could feel her eyes roll as he jogged up behind her, he was harder to get rid of then a case of lice.

Anima barely waited for the trainer to signal her to start before she ran full speed ahead. Anima Reaver may not be friendly, she may not be kind and she may not be very strong physically but she was fast and probably faster then most of the tributes here. She made easy work of the straight running aisles and easily made it over the obstacles that were placed for vaulting over. There were a few rope ladders to climb which she made sure to do carefully so it brought her time down some but she just kept moving without too much troubles. She reached the end in no time at all and the trainer gave a thumbs up in her general direction which made her grin a little. It was nice to be recognized for the things you did well after all. She was feeling a little winded but that was something she knew would happen I mean after all she basically sprinted to the other end of the course.

"ANIMAAA!" The almost girl like shriek came from behind her and this made her turn to see the lanky figure of Cyrus almost stuck and hanging upside down from a rung in the rope ladder. "A little help?" he said with his upside down smile still plastered on his now reddening face. Her eyebrow raised as she looked at him, knowing no one could possibly take him seriously acting the way he was. Her eyes rolled once more as she turned. "Come on! Aren't you gonna help me out?" Anima just ignored him as she started moving back towards the start for one or two more goes on the course.

Subject: Re: Tramps like us, baby we were born to run Mon Sep 09, 2013 3:36 pm

All it took was the single yell for Nate to look up and notice the pair from District 9. He had been sluggish to get out of bed, but his partner, Janie, had been in training so quickly that he felt the need to get up and at least try to show some of these people up. After all, if he was stuck in the games he was going to try and make the most of himself. Nate knew he had two options. Either try to blend into the crowd or try to show off. He was good at both so he needed to feel out his competition to see which was the better route.

The yell had snapped him out of his grogginess. He looked over and noticed that the district 9 boy was stuck and the district 9 girl was ignoring him. He couldn't remember the boy's name (best anyway if he was going to have to dispatch of him), but the girl's stuck out, mainly because of the yelp.

Anima was fast, but Nate had practice out running plenty of terrible situations before. You trade in the slums, you run in the slums. So, with a bit of a cocky attitude, Nate sauntered over to the beginning of the course. The trainer signaled him and he was off. He caught Janie out of the corner of his eye. She was young, but she had a bit of spirit. Nate could see a slight smile on her face. It was the first time in days. In a flash he was past the obstacles and onto the rope ladders. He climbed, flew through what little was left and, in the final moment did a slight jump in the air, as a minor victory for himself.

Nate looked in the direction of Anima, dusted his shoulder, and smirked.

Subject: Re: Tramps like us, baby we were born to run Mon Sep 09, 2013 7:09 pm

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& some Cyrus Bran (cuz #YOLO)
---District 9---Female---16---

Anima ran once more through the course, running quickly to the end and not paying really any attention to any of the other people that now started to show up. She didn't care about any of them or what they did, in the end they would all be dead so caring now about what they did made no sense. Just like it also made no sense for them to not care about her either...right? Well it seemed people noticed her slightly, mostly because of the girlish scream that left the mouth of her far too loud for his own good district partner. Cyrus was already a thorn in her side, but the fact that he always seemed to show back up never helped. He was indeed like a stray cat you gave a bowl of milk to one time and then it never left you alone again. That smile was already a mistake, and it wouldn't happen again; at least not without proper research first.

After quickly reaching the end, Anima caught a glimpse from her peripheral vision a lanky boy in the same appearance class as Cyrus, the only difference being Cyrus' mop of unruly wheat colored strands of hair that made him look like a stalk of wheat. Both were tall and thin and looked like even a slight breeze would knock them over and cause some serious damage or something and then of course both had that same wide smile that just made Anima roll her eyes. Why was everyone smiling so much? They knew in a few days they would be in a death tournament, right? He seemed to be celebrating something and looking over at her, which made her eyebrow simply raise but nothing more. His victory dance confused her because what exactly he had done was not seen by the girl. But he seemed to be very clearly looking at her as if to illicit a response or something from her. Instead, Anima's face had the same almost emotionless stare on it as she just stared down the boy and his jumping and dusting off his shoulder as if he had done something so impressive he deserved a medal.

Anima could feel that all to familiar presence on her again as then she felt the hand place itself on her shoulder. Her eyes moved up to see Cyrus' lanky figure standing next to her, out of breath and panting slightly. "Well it looks like he got out of his prison...unfortunately." Her mind thought to itself, but of course she said not a word about it. "Looks like you got out," was what she said instead in an almost deadpan tone of voice. "Yea, pretty funny leaving me back there like that. Gotta admit though I can't be relying on everyone else to help me. I gotta help myself out once in awhile too." He laughed heartily as his hand left her shoulder and he noticed a boy nearby them and held out a hand.

"Hey friend, name's Cyrus but you can call me Cy and this here is Anima. We are from District 9. How about you?" Cyrus' tone was grating on Anima as he went ahead and introduced both of them together for some reason. Why was he doing that? Why was he insisting on them being this pair when there was no way that would happen? Anima just turned away from them both and went to try the course out once more. Cyrus could enjoy his conversation if he wanted but Anima had no time for that. She only had time to learn or train or whatever it was you did here for the next few days.

Subject: Re: Tramps like us, baby we were born to run Tue Sep 10, 2013 1:15 am

Nate felt a bit disappointed when Anima didn't look his way. He was hoping for a bit of acknowledgement for his achievement in speed. However it didn't take long for her and her partner to walk his way. The boy outstretched his hand and introduced himself and Cyrus. Nate, never one to refuse a good talk, put his hand in Cyrus' and introduced himself. "Nathaniel Dabrowski, but Nate works just fine. I have to say you looked like you had a bit of trouble back there." Nate leaned his head slightly to watch Anima walk away. What was her deal? She had speed, Nate would give her that, but she was sorely lacking in the personality department. Then Nate remembered what this was all about. He had been having a bit of fun, forgetting that soon it would be him or them.

He looked down at Cyrus' hand currently still in his own. Friends..... there's no way he could make any friends in this. But, then again, maybe that would be to his benefit. After all, Nate wasn't the most strong of the group, that was saved for the careers. However, knowing someone weaker than him could give him a distraction if trouble arrived. Could he really do that to another person? Did he even have a choice?

Nate let go of the handshake and tried to lighten the mood for himself. "So what's up with your partner? Is the word smile even in her vocabulary?"

Subject: Re: Tramps like us, baby we were born to run Tue Sep 10, 2013 1:31 pm

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& some Cyrus Bran (cuz #YOLO)
---District 9---Female---16---

Cyrus just smiled as Nate spoke, it was his signature thing it seemed and it was probably why he seemed to have so many friends. What a loss to District 9 he was now that he had volunteered. "Nice to meet you Nate," his laugh broke out and filled the area around them, "yea I guess I had a little trouble back there but I'm out now." They dropped hands as Anima walked off to have another go at the agility course because there was never a problem with keeping your stamina up as you prepare for a game that made you rely heavily on your stamina. There was running and fighting and both of those things relied heavily on if you could keep your stamina up.

Cyrus just shrugged after Nate spoke, it was true, Anima wasn't the most friendly person and even he had only really seen a few smiles from her since as long as he could remember but he guessed that he was just used to it by this point. He had lived in the same district with her for basically their whole lives after all. "Yea, she is a bit...quiet and hard to get through to. But I think she is just in the mindset for the games already. Still, I'd rather have her close by and try to make an alliance then have her kill me. I wouldn't put it past her after all."

Anima was getting bored of this station quick. I mean she knew how to run, that was a basic function she learned right after she learned how to walk. But she also liked all the running, it seemed to clear her thoughts in an odd way and it was one of the only things she was actually good at. There was maybe 3 or so things that she could really take pride in and her speed and such was one of those. The rope ladders got easier to do now and she basically made it up with no falterings to her time. Plus Anima didn't really care if people saw her run nor really cared if people saw her do anything. She doubted she made much of an impression on anyone at this point anyways. Really the only person who seemed to take much notice to the girl from District 9 was her partner and he was a bumbling idiot in her opinion and he was also no threat to her in the end.

Anima swiftly finished the course and was once again dropped off right by Cyrus and this boy Nate who still seemed to be having a conversation. Anima was done with this station though and decided to just leave. She walked by and as she did she did a quick hair flip, causing her almost black strands of hair to fly up around her as she moved. With not so much as a word of goodbye or anything she was gone and off to the next station, leaving Cyrus behind. Though that wouldn't keep him away for long. He turned to Nate and nodded his head. "Well Nate it was nice to meet you, good luck out there and hopefully I see you around sometime soon." His friendly smile crept back on to his face as he turned and walked away to catch back up to his partner who still seemed pretty determined to shake him from following her, a task which she had yet to do at this point.

Subject: Re: Tramps like us, baby we were born to run Wed Sep 11, 2013 1:32 am

"Hope to see you too," Nate replied. He meant it, but he also hoped that if they did meet again it would be before the games. Nate shrugged it off and decided to move to another course.

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