47th Maze Running Reaping {D9}

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The 47th Maze Running Reaping

    The day was just dawning when our train finally filed into the station. Upon departure we are ushered into cars and watch as an entire District awakens to the most important day of the year. Some are shedding tears while others are rushing through the streets with excitement staining their skin. A smile spurs across my face as I follow the figures with my eyes, I love this job. A scream, a shout, footsteps running away or towards the sight of our caravan. The Capitol was here to select the next shining star of Panem, Ceasar was undoubtedly preparing to start the show in his studios. Today is going to be a glorious day. 

    Midday soon shines over the skin of hundreds of children glancing at me to discover their destiny. I smile in the light of the sun, "Welcome, Welcome to the annual Reaping. Today we will select two brave souls to travel to the heart of our nation and compete for a chance at unlimited riches and glory. Good luck and may the odds be ever in your favor!" Silence stirs me to my place by the first bowl, would there be any volunteers today? Time to find out who will be my Runners. 

    "Ladies first," My fingers fall and furl around a single slip of paper before pulling it from its place. I pause for a moment of adrenaline induced anticipation and read the first name allowed with a sweet smile. "Tina LaRue!" I waste no time watching her walk from her place in the crowd. I soon select the slip of my second contender, "Salem Fysco!" 

Please reply to this thread with a single post accepting or denying your position in the Maze

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Salem Fysco

    The day was just breaking over the precipice of the factory hills when Apollo came in to awaken me from sleep. Apparently the others have already ventured off towards the Square, they never liked me anyway. A yawn leaps from my mouth as my fingers find themselves wrapped around the vile of ashes around my neck. Today I'm going to be strong, I'm going to prove to all of Panem what the power of the greatest young wizard looks like. I hold the vile up before my eyes letting my smile shine in my glass reflection. Now my parents' power and deaths can finally be put to use. I slip out of my pajamas and steal away into the breaking dawn for the Selection Ceremony. 

    The process proceeds pretty quickly and I'm just about ready to volunteer when I stop dead in my tracks. A smile returns to my face as I take my place upon the stage. My powers have assisted me yet again, it appears even they wish for me to prove myself to the world which will be watching. A wicked laugh fills the Square from my spot on the stage. Let the darkness within me spread across all of Panem, they don't know what they've reaped. 

Salem accepts his running spot 

[Marree]

D9F - Tina LaRue - Alissa Skovbye - Reaped

My baby brother clung to my leg. His tears drenching my pant legs. I coddled him, pulled him up into my arms. He bawled even harder and his nails seem to dig into my skin. "I'll be back Houston. I love you. Ti-ti loves you so much. Be a good boy for Granny and Pop-pop." His age barely let him know what was going on, but I knew that he knew. It was the fact that I had tears running down my eyes and staining my cheeks. My Granny, pulled him away, and he screeched even louder. I had to hide my face from him for I knew that I would probably regret what I was fixing to do next. 

"Granny. I"m running..." She whispered, as the soldiers came to get her to escort her to the stage. "I can't go in. Houston needs me. I'm his sister." 

I shook my head and then gave her a nodd. A crooked smile appeared and I dug my heels into the ground and sprinted off in between the guards. 

Only - darkness enveloped me in seconds.

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TINA LARUE ACCEPTS HER POSITION