To take Arms against a Sea of troubles

Subject: To take Arms against a Sea of troubles Sat Aug 11, 2012 11:30 pm

Rhea Glass
---District 5---Female---17---

Rhea walked down the southern end of the river where the mouth of the cave lead her. She could see the island not far away, the tops of the trees dotted along the horizon creating a skyline of leafy buildings. The rapids were much to strong for her to try and swim across here at this end, so in order to reach it she would after to go down to the fork and cross there. She made her way along the riverbed, the soft mud squishing beneath her feet. She kept walking, not stopping for even a moment to look behind her and see if Genevieve and Skye had chose to follow her or stay in their sanctuary. It had at one time been a place she felt safe. But now it only filled her with sadness and reminded her that he was gone. Now more than ever she just wanted to forget. She wanted to just focus on the path and goal in front of her. She needed to find Heppa, now more than ever. She couldn't let her get her strength back up, and maybe just maybe she would catch the girl by surprise.

Rhea continued to make her way but before she got any further she noticed a couple of bushes. She investigated the leaves, seeing if they in anyway could be used to make bandages or even an ointment to use in case she got hurt. She had received a blow on her leg from where Skye had hit her, but the wound wasn't very deep and a simple form of compression would stop the bleeding and stop any dirt and mud from getting into the scrape and leading to infection.

Subject: Re: To take Arms against a Sea of troubles Sat Aug 11, 2012 11:59 pm

The leaves seemed fairly ordinary to Rhea.

Subject: Re: To take Arms against a Sea of troubles Sun Aug 12, 2012 2:06 am

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Rhea observed the leaves and recognized them immediately. They looked like the same ones her mother used to make bandages sometimes when she couldn't spare any cloth. They didn't have any known healing properties, but they were sturdy and wide which meant they were great for covering things, and most importantly they weren't poisonous and putting them against her skin wasn't going to leach anything into her body. She walked over to the river, the moving water meant that there was not stagnant waste in it and it was safe to clean the leaves with. She dipped them in and flipped them over a couple times. She pressed the leaves against the scrape against her leg where the arrow managed to get her. Luckily it had only just brushed against her skin, leaving only a minor wound. She just had to make sure the bleeding stopped. After a few moments of holding the leaf against her leg, the wound began to cease any oozing that it had previously done. The cold felt good against the torn flesh and even if it hadn't restored any of her health it at least made her feel a bit better.

Rhea could feel her eyes start to droop a bit. She was getting tired, and the fatigue her body felt all over was starting to catch up to her. She tried to remember the last time she sat down and actually rested. Rhea couldn't remember. She couldn't stop though, sleeping would mean her death. She couldn't risk being attacked in the middle of the night and being caught off guard. But the temptation of sleep was almost too much to bear. Rhea grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around her shoulders and found the driest place that she could. She plopped down against the trunk of a tree and watched as the water moved down the river.

It was peaceful watching the water move, calm one moment and then in an instant it changed. The ever flowing motion, the constant movement made Rhea think of how the world right now kept moving even though she was here in this artificial swamp. Children were still sleeping in their houses, adults still went to work and everyone was forced to live their lives as if nothing ever happened. Like this river everything kept going, moving constantly the same way it always did and how it always would. She wondered who had cried besides her at Kaspar's death. Who would cry if she died? Suddenly looking at this river made Rhea begin to question the world. Before she always just assumed that the world would move on, no matter what happened and that people would just get over it. But now that she herself was faced with her own mortality had the philosophical questions of her own destiny filled her head. She thought more and more about how her own mother's death had affected her and more importantly her brother; how that incident still stuck with him even now after 10 years and would continue to forever. And how this event with her would stick with him for as long as he was alive.

She tried to be selfish. She tried to listen to Katya's advice, but Rhea found this to be the hardest thing to follow. The killing she was used to by now. Being hungry she was used to, and she could get over the lack of sleep. But looking out for only herself was proving to be the one thing she had trouble grasping. It was hard when the reasons she seemed to do anything was not even for her own well being. During the reapings she believed that she was helping her brother, and in doing so caused him pain. She told him and the world that she was doing this for him, and only him. Then there was Kaspar...sweet Kaspar. She tried to protect him, even turning on an ally to do so. Not thinking for one moment of the consequences that her actions would cause. And now he was dead. The pinnacle of her failure was his death. She let him die. It seemed whenever she tried to be selfless she only hurt people more.

As the day began to end and the sky became a mixture of oranges and purples, Rhea felt her eyes get heavy. Her body began to settle, every molecule that held her together started to relax and give in to the call of sleep. She moved herself into a position that hid her a bit more from view, at least trying to camouflage herself into her surroundings a tad bit. She planted her spear into the ground and leaned against it slightly, but still holding onto hit. She needed to be ready in case someone came around looking for a fight.

Subject: Re: To take Arms against a Sea of troubles Sun Aug 12, 2012 2:12 am

Noises could be heard from the island.

Subject: Re: To take Arms against a Sea of troubles Sun Aug 12, 2012 2:29 am

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Rhea's sleep was short lived. As soon as she had closed her eyes had she heard noises coming from the island. That meant one thing...a fight. And if Heppa was still there that meant she was involved. "Well....that was short lived." Rhea pulled the spear from the soft ground and stood up. She folded up her blanket and put it back securely into the makeshift pack she had slung over her shoulder. It was getting dark, but she knew this riverbed fairly well. She ran straight ahead, trying to reach an area where the waters were calm enough for her to cross without too much difficulty. This was it...this was the fight she had been waiting for. She was going to kill Heppa, and no one was going to stop her from doing it.

Subject: Re: To take Arms against a Sea of troubles Sun Aug 12, 2012 2:40 am

The sound wasn't too intense, but it was loud enough to be heard from here.

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