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Old 09-23-2012, 10:19 PM
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Amelia Kozaka,District One
Capitol-Training Centre

Amelia was brought out of her thoughts by a soft sight from her flank, and she glanced to see Caitlyn, the girl Keiru had been talking to and had also saved twice, standing there at the range with her. She turned her attention back to her target as she loaded an arrow, and aimed, and jumped in shock when the girl spoke to her, breaking the relative silence in their area, and causing her to accidentally release her arrow, the arrow landing with a thud on the very edge of the target, before dropping to the floor with a rattle, and Amelia turned her head to look at Caitlyn, her eyes narrowing for a moment in annoyance at having her shot messed up, but her expression rapidly softened.

Ill bet he causes a lot of worry, huh? Caitlyn asked, and it took Amelia a moment to realise that she was on about Keiru. He seems like a nice person, though.

Amelia remained silent for several moments as she pulled another arrow out of her quiver, loading it and firing it, the arrow landing on the exact same spot as her other arrows in the bulls-eye, splitting the arrow that was unharmed in the bulls-eye in two. She turned her head back to look at Caitlyn as she made to respond.

"His methods are obtuse, but he does mean the best." Amelia finally answered, as she looked back to the target and fired another arrow, this one thudding in the dead center of the bulls-eye once more, splitting the unharmed arrow in two, and the two halves fell to the floor, now useless. "Honestly, he looks out for those he cares deeply for."

Amelia then remembered who she was speaking to, and her gaze shot to Caitlyn, as she fumbled with what to do after just 'outing' Keiru. "Umm... you do archery often?"

Amelia mentally face-palmed, her cheeks a bright red as she fired another arrow into the bulls-eye, and waited until the redness in her cheeks had died down before she looked back at Caitlyn.

Keiru Kozaka,District One
Capitol-Solitary Confinement

Keiru tapped his leg with his fingers in a rapid rhythm, repeating it over and over again. He closed his eyes, allowing his vision to fall into darkness, and he welcomed it completely.

"The drum beat... the drums are coming closer... and closer." Keiru muttered to himself, continuing the rhythm. "The never-ending drum beat, whenever I close my eyes. It won't stop."

Keiru stopped tapping, and he laughed to himself. "It's like a countdown. Coming closer and closer to its end."

Keiru shook his head, smirking as he remembered what he had been trying to remember for a while. He returned to the drumbeat he had been tapping, and chuckled. "Tick tock goes the clock
And what now shall we play?
Tick tock goes the clock
Now summer's gone away?
Tick tock goes the clock
And what then shall we see?
Tick tock until the day
That thou shalt marry me
Tick tock goes the clock
And all the years they fly
Tick tock and all too soon..."

Keiru paused for a moment, before continuing. "You and I must die, for he shall knock four times."

Keiru opened his eyes and breathed out a sigh, wiping his forehead to remove the sweat that had formed. His breathing had increased and he was struggling to bring down his breathing to normal. He broke into a coughing fit for a few seconds, before the coughing died down, and he gazed up at the ceiling, trying to gather his thoughts from the jumbled mess they were currently in. Keiru grit his teeth as a banging sensation of pain shot through him as he suffered a headache, a hand clutching his head as he groaned.

"I just had the strangest dream about a drumbeat..." Keiru muttered to himself, shaking his head in confusion.

Ugh... feel this could have been better. Might edit.
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Last edited by Kaioo; 09-24-2012 at 12:23 AM.
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