@-ofsongbirds
oh — hello . are you lost ?
/ i hope this is okay LMAO
( @twelvescort ) i wouldn't say so, m'lady. didn't mean t' scare ya. [ she offers a light shrug of her shoulders, eyes flicking up and down to take in the woman. ] you've got a look t' you. lotsa color.
OMNI-MAN :
are you lost?
( @OMNI1M4N ) maybe a little— usually i know my way 'round the trees but uh, i guess my sense'a direction's a little off.
/ cb & drop?! even when everybody else moves on, i'll still be here. lucy gray and i are one!
...whoa. did you write this?
( @sufferingeternal ) thank you, sweet pea. there ain't nothin' to sugarcoat when it comes t' the hanging tree. (..) you seem like the kind whose seen too much darkness too young.
( @sufferingeternal ) yes. (..) d’you think it’s a little dark? my writin' only matches the kinda world that i know. i like tellin' stories through song, it’s the covey way.
/ what if i revive her,, cb & drop mayhaps,,,
...you have a nice voice. more than nice, actually.
hey, you stole my line. { a smile, a genuine smile, pulled the corners of alex's lips heavenward as cerulean colored irises scanned the guitar in the other's arms. } really? that's so cool. if it's okay with you──do you mind telling me more?
( @morguesaint ) you're not the first person to tell me that. [ a light tease comes from the brunette with a grateful smile as she rests her hand atop her guitar's body. ] thank you. my blood and bones are made up'a music. me and my people, the covey. music connects us all.
what was it like ? gettin’ to travel through all the districts
( @-ofsongbirds ) ( wiress watched lucy gray with wide and interested eyes, she'd never left three until the games, and she knew the glimpses of the other districts she’d gotten on the victory tour didn’t do the other districts justice ) t - three! the - the one with the - ( she paused for a moment before making several clanking and machine noises with her mouth, hands moving frantically apart and then together again. it was hard to describe three, the strange metallicness of it, the machines, the gears )
( @tictoks ) 's hard to describe all those years of adventurin' in a few words. hard to fit it all down in a song, too. [ lucy gray's sigh is light with nostalgia, as she tilts her head back and looks toward the sky. ] they're all so different, but they're all full of hardship and hurt and humans just like everyone. i spend a lotta time missin' the freedom we had back then. (…) which one are you from, again?
. . . my cousin made it. she loves fashion.
( @drivensnows- ) i can see that in the stitchin' and the fabrics. it's a beautiful dress, looks like somethin' my momma would've liked too. she wouldn't have worn it herself but—- it suits you most. [ lucy gray still can't quite believe that the girl is standing in front of her now, in her home, far away from the glitz and the facades of the capitol. the brunette smirks, lifting a hand to tilt the crown of twigs adorning arabella's head. ] as fervent 'n' free as a wildflower. (…) welcome to district twelve, arabella marigold.
i'm not making you do anything, luc. i'm just checking in.
* natalie scatorccio variants are so special to me ,,
i need you to listen to me, please, lucy gray.
( @SNOWSHEIR ) i need /you/ to listen to me when i tell you i don't like whatever's goin' on here now. [ her voice hasn't been this stern since she demanded he believe she could win the games. back then, quietly she didn't believe she'd ever make it out of that arena. but he made sure she did. and she wanted to trust him now, but… ] coriolanus, please. [ after a moment of hesitation, she steps toward him and tilts her chin up. ] i want the truth. not just you tellin' me things'll be alright.