Late September Showers ((OPEN))

As soon as the train came to a stop, Taryn jumped out the window before people could start filing out and they saw her. Tears blurred her vision and there was a monster of anger inside of her. Ever since they found out about District 11, they were going to send her back home. She couldn’t go home. Her father was out here somewhere and she had to find him. If she went home, her neurotic mother would either be dead or she would beat Taryn like she used to until Taryn could no longer breath. If they were going to send her home, then she would result to running away… or something. She would stay in this district (whichever one it was, she was too busy sulking to listen to that) hide out and live there until the train came back again. She would walk back in proudly, stop her previous ways or go home. She wasn’t even sure yet, she knew it would be far away. The train only came to the same district twice once a month. Sometimes more though if a situation needed it.

She wiped her eyes preparing for whatever was going to happen next. She walked up the stairs, out of the underground and breathed in fresh, sweet air. She heard a faint, Taryn calling from below. Taryn’s shoulders fell. It was her best friend Stan. Possibly her only friend since Izzie went missing. She didn’t even say goodbye to him. She knew that she was too angry and her anger would lash out at him. She couldn’t let that be his last memory of her for a while. She had left a note, he would see it and know where she was. Hopefully that was enough. She felt so awful for how she had been to him recently. She sniffed and took in a few deep breath. She wiped her eyes making a promise that these would be the last tears for a while. Her father could still be alive, and she wouldn’t keep beating herself up about other things.

She set off into the woods. All of the underground railway stations were away from the Districts in the woods outside. She made her way through the overgrown until she found the wall. She walked all the way around it looking for an opening. Once she found one, she crawled under until she once again found herself in more woods. She walked through them attempting to find her way as best as possible. She began to hear rain relentlessly battering the tops of the trees. She would occasionally feel rain water drop on her head. She smiled approvingly. It would be much easier to sneak into the District unnoticed through the rain. She could find a shack and hide out there for a while, adapt. She noticed by the wall that it was a decently large District, so it would be easier than her own to get around. The kids necessarily hadn’t seen everyone in school had they… she clung onto feeble hope and pressed forwards. The trees started to thin and by now she felt the rain really coming down on her.

The girl saw her before she noticed the girl. “Hey! What where you doing in there?” A kind bubbly voice shouted. Taryn didn’t like kind and bubbly. It was annoying and she could see right through that kind of person. But she knew that although acting like it would make her in an even worse mood later, she had to do it too. Acting is what saved her in District two and that’s what would hopefully save her now.

“Oh!” She called in a shrill –high pitched- voice. “You see my home is way on the other side of the District. I didn’t want to walk that far in the rain. I would get soaked! I hoped that maybe hiding in here would at least give me some cover until the rain stopped! Well… what are you doing out here? Shouldn’t you be inside?” She came closer to the girl, but stayed far enough away where her facial features weren’t completely distinguishable. She knew she had to play it safe, she couldn’t get caught. She noticed that the girl looked a little older than her, but she suspected they were very close in age. Maybe even the same grade. Of all people to run into, why her she moaned to herself, while keeping a sickly sweet smile on her face.

The reply she received was slow. The girl looked like she had made up her mind, well, what she was going to say at least. When all of a sudden, everything changed. She wasn’t sure how or why. The girl seemed like she was fighting of something in her head. She bit her lip to the point where small beads of blood spilled down. Taryn quickly noticed the healing scars on her lips. She had done it before. She wasn’t ever observant when it came to petty matters, but something like this didn’t happen everyday. She wanted to remember the account clearly. “You know, biting your lip really does you no good. It just makes them all dry and nasty and then you do it again and it gets worse…” she started, not even sure where she was coming from. She kept up her fake identity. One thing that was good however, is that the girl didn’t seem to recognize that she was from around here yet. The longer she stayed unnoticed by the people, the more of a chance that she wouldn’t get caught. But she was going to keep up the act, even if it was all she had to cling to. The only reason she was still alive and not destroyed by those Peacekeepers in District 2 was because she kept up her drunk act the whole time. Being drunk was better than being a stupid, girly, bumbling teenage girl, but if it rolled off her mind so easily then, it wouldn’t be too hard to keep up.

Then, right before her own two eyes, the girl just… collapsed. Her normal, judgmental, pissy self jumped to many different conclusions (almost all of them leading to how she was so stupid) but she rushed to the girl. “Are you alright?” She called in that annoyingly high voice. However, she girl shifted and got up. Confused, Taryn backed away slightly. The girl seemed to take a little time to recuperate. Finally, something sparked and her dazed confused veil that covered her eyes seemed to lift. “Oh you must be so wet – “ Taryn started again but stopped as the girl seemed to cut her off as if not hearing her at all.
"Really? I didn't see you before! I'm sure I would have seen you go into the trees, the road's fairly straight, it's hard to miss people out here. As for me, I just got out of school and figured I'd take a walk around the District, you know, get some fresh air. I love the rain and don't mind getting wet, so it's quite an opportunity!"
Even though the odds were slightly going down on her part, Taryn couldn’t help but smile. This shallow girl seemed to have suddenly found out how to use her brain. Taryn blatantly dropped her fake accent. At least now she could try and act at least a little bit like herself. “You got me.” She began, liking the sound of her low voice all too much. “I’m not allowed to go hunting according to my parents, but one of my best friends does it, so I had to try. Plus, I figured that if I tried, I would at least …well… maybe have a little bit of training if I ever get reaped.” She quieted her voice and leaned in closer, “it’s a good thing to do in my opinion. You’re never safe and I don’t want to die in those things.” In reality, she wouldn’t care too much if she died in the games, as long as she did justice to her brother. She had no family anymore. Her father was missing and her mother hated her. And the railway was now threatening to kick her out.

The girl then asked her what brought her here. And how far a way she lived. “Well, you seem the woods here are better, plus it’s much farther away from my parents. And my parent’s friends. You see, if I were ever to get caught, I would be grounded for who knows how long!” She thought about mentioning a boy friend, but she couldn’t go that far. She knew the names of no one, it was too risky. Plus, she probably looked pretty ratty now after months on the train. “And, I live around 3 to 5 miles away. I got up early to come here before it got light. And I’ve been camping out here all day. Though I figured in the cover of the rain, I might be able to make it home in time.” Taryn finished. This new ‘real’ her still seemed a little unintelligent, but she was much better than the girl before. “And that’s very nice of you, but if I run, I can get back in less than an hour.”

heh heh. I'm stalking, just FYI

((ditto to what Sparky said: This thread is being stalked by moi))

((I have NO muse. Sorry it's so short))

As soon as Taryn finished talking, the gril spit blood onto the ground. To anyone else, that would be seen as rude, though her face held most of the same expression as before as if she wasn't trying to be rude in the slightest. Above all else, that was certainly peculiar. Actually, something about this girl in general was peculiar. Though Taryn wasn't going to go and point any fingers. The same was probably to be said about her.

Sighing, Taryn spoke again. It was her regular voice, but really, the girl she was portraying was nothing like her. "Well, less than that actually, I don't know the exact amount, I just say around an hour to give myself time for spontaneous things or if I'm not feeling well and I need to rest or anything like that."
Taryn, in fact, could run 5 miles in a half an hour on a good day, 3 in less than twenty minutes. Though, she would know the distance better and give herself 5 minutes of lee-way time. However, saying that little statement about the running that the girl lingered upon was decent enough. In her opinion it supported her 'first time hunting' comment. That was a very important thing to remember on the railway. If you get caught, take an identity, and stay with that identity. Taryn had already broken that once, switching from her girly 'I don't know anything' to a slightly more coy girl. No matter what, she wasn't changing anything again.

"I'm August." She smiled, it was a common enough name - in her district at least. She didn't provide a last name which washer best bet. "And I've heard the name before and you look moderatly familiar like I've seen you once or twice. But it is a pleasure meeting someone new. Where I live, I know everyone." Taryn bit her lip, she had said way too much. Though she did sound pretty normal, if the girl so much as inquired, she was done. However, for now, that was all she had to cling to. Act pretty normal. If it was believable, Amelia wouldn't even have to inquire.

"It's nice to meet you too!" She said, putting on her fake smile again. She had to find a way to get out. Soon.