Aura
One Thousand Club
Every boom of the cannon sounded like the beginning of a funeral dirge for her. Brie couldn't help but to tremble as each noise roared out into the night as she considered how close it had been to having her face plastered across the sky and her death only commemorated with one loud thudding noise. She had survived longer than she had anticipated but it was no cause for celebration.
One of her current allies Luka had been just seconds away from choking her to death with the heel of his boot and it was horrifying how easily and quickly he had overpowered her... he could probably kill her with the effort it would take to squish some irritating bug. It was because of that she tried to make herself useful. She was always trying to be alert and scouting for enemies though admittedly their skills were probably better in that aspect and she was always the one to volunteer to pack things up or clean and boil water. She was trying to make herself worthwhile to keep around. She was sure that they would warm up to her and like her the way that she had automatically liked them (after all they HAD spared her life).
Brie was certain that they would become friends and that the Careers would eventually protect her out of love rather than just the fact that she hadn't needed protecting yet. But if you had asked Luka he would have likened the small girl from district seven to something not too unlike a pet. She was always there and thankfully she was silent but there was no respect for her from his end. She earned her stay by simply not being in the way and he enjoyed the fact that she was no physically threat to either of them.
"We should bring the girl along." he said looking at Kitinger. He could feel Brie's eyes at the back of his head but he tried to ignore that, she was too far to hear his whispered words anyways. He ran a hand through his short dark hair... he could feel the small wound the girl had left there but that seemed to be the most she was capable of doing to anyone, "She's useless in combat but she could make good bait."
One of her current allies Luka had been just seconds away from choking her to death with the heel of his boot and it was horrifying how easily and quickly he had overpowered her... he could probably kill her with the effort it would take to squish some irritating bug. It was because of that she tried to make herself useful. She was always trying to be alert and scouting for enemies though admittedly their skills were probably better in that aspect and she was always the one to volunteer to pack things up or clean and boil water. She was trying to make herself worthwhile to keep around. She was sure that they would warm up to her and like her the way that she had automatically liked them (after all they HAD spared her life).
Brie was certain that they would become friends and that the Careers would eventually protect her out of love rather than just the fact that she hadn't needed protecting yet. But if you had asked Luka he would have likened the small girl from district seven to something not too unlike a pet. She was always there and thankfully she was silent but there was no respect for her from his end. She earned her stay by simply not being in the way and he enjoyed the fact that she was no physically threat to either of them.
"We should bring the girl along." he said looking at Kitinger. He could feel Brie's eyes at the back of his head but he tried to ignore that, she was too far to hear his whispered words anyways. He ran a hand through his short dark hair... he could feel the small wound the girl had left there but that seemed to be the most she was capable of doing to anyone, "She's useless in combat but she could make good bait."