PAST THREAD... TAKING PLACE BEFORE THE REAPINGS FOR THE 12TH HUNGER GAMES.
A single beam of light shining through her bedroom window was enough to wake the sleeping Magali up from her sleep on that beautiful sunny morning. As she rolled over softly in her bed and open and closed her eyes a few times to adjust to the lighting, Magali let out a soft sigh and swung her legs out from under the sheets to touch the cool floor beneath. She hadnít planned much for today but she was positive that her and Adsel were meant to meet up at some point to go do something around town. Adsel Finch had been the unexpected plot twist in Magaliís otherwise quite boring and ordinary life. He was strange and different and everything she shouldnít have wanted but she did anyway. They were both lonely, both in search of someone to hold onto and befriend and so they had, thinking nothing more of it until feelings had grown stronger, their relationship had come to run deeper, or so it had for the redhead in particular. Magali had never been one to fess up to her feelings on any given day, she was a bit secretive and a bit mysterious, something that most people seemed to find a tad bit off putting and undesirable. It was too much work to try and crack her to figure out Magaliís story, most people lost interest after a few days of attempting and attempting. But Adsel hadnít, maybe it was because her own determination to figure him out had outlasted his will to learn about her and her lifestyle. But for whatever reason it was, Magali and Adsel were no longer quite as lonely as they had been before.
She hurriedly moved about her room, getting dressed, brushing her teeth, brushing the knots out from her long red hair, searching for that silly left shoe that always seemed to be running off somewhere else before she could catch it, and then finally grabbing her backpack filled with her sketchbook and a few pencils before heading out of her room and shutting the door. With some enthusiasm hopping through her feet, Magali took a jog down the stairs and stopped just at the bottom to look into her fatherís office. It was empty, as always. Where he had gone off to now was a mystery but lord knows he never let her in on his whereabouts a majority of the time. ďMom?Ē she called out into the house loud enough for her mother to hear even if she was all the way back upstairs. When nothing replied back to Magali but a wave filled with silence, she shook her head lightly and scrawled out a note for her parents in case they came home while she was still out. Magali had always been the more responsible one living in her household. Her parents, although loving, had never been two people filled with astounding amounts of responsibility. They always seemed to be off doing things around the district without letting Magali know, always telling her that they trusted her and knew she could take care of herself. And while Magali had never openly resisted or denied this fact, she had always felt a bit hurt by it. It was almost as if she didnít mean much to them, that even if something were to happen to her, they might not even notice for awhile. And when they did notice, would they cry? Would they really care? The other people in District Nine were so open and kind and Magali was sure they would do all sorts of things to mourn for any lost citizen of their district, but she had never been quite sure with her own two parents. They were such ghostly figures in her life, two people she could never seem to depend on fully.
Magali walked through the District center a bit hurriedly; eager to see Adsel and make sure he was alright. Ever since the day she met him, Magali had felt an unexplainable pull to trust him and to protect him, she had thought she was crazy at the time but now she knew it must have been fate. They were meant to meet in the woods that day and they were meant to befriend one another, they were meant to fill the loneliness within each of their hearts, it was simply mean to be. As the seventeen year old slowly made her way towards the edge of District Nine, walking through a beautiful wheat field on the way there, she stopped for a second to look out at the blowing grains of wheat and drag her fingertips along the tips of the plants with a soft smile on her face. Sometimes even the most simplest of things could be so beautiful in their own way. Her fingers ached to pull out the sketchpad in her backpack and capture this landscape on a single piece of paper forever but Magali didnít want to be late. She didnít want to miss seeing Adsel, another day without him would be another day filled with the torture of wondering whether or not he was still okay. Turning on the backs of her heels lightly, Magali spun back around to continue walking towards the fence at the edge of the district. The wheat had melted away into a sea of green grass that was short and soft as it tickled the insides of her ankles with every step she took. ďAdsel?Ē she called out into the woods quietly as her fingertips gripped the broken piece of fencing at the edge of District Nine. It would be fixed in a matter of days but for now it made her trips to see him so much more convenient. ďAdsel, are you here?Ē and with worry heavy in her tone, Magali waited to hear the voice she had been longing for all last night and all morning.
ooc- i hope this okay! sorry it took me so long to get something up for them! we can always talk via aim at some point to see where we want this thread to end up but i thought we should at least get something up for them because i've been dying to play with adsel for far too long :p