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farsickness2021-04-07 12:51 pm
notarambler) wrote in farsickness2021-04-07 12:51 pm
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WHO: Sam Winchester + OPEN
WHEN: Throughout April
WHAT: Exercising. buying supplies and just generally thinking about stuff
WHERE: Gazin
WARNINGS:
NOTES:
POKING AROUND:
Sam moved among the market stall careful not to crowd any of the other shoppers. He was well aware of how much space he took up and what that might mean for people smaller than him. Occasionally he'd spot something he liked and would chat and bargain with the stall owner until they worked out a fair price. He wasn't really looking for anything in particular just enjoying the nice day and the people enjoying it with him.
LETTING OUT SOME STRESS:
Sam drew in a deep breath as he shifted the sword in his hand. He didn't normally swing a sword one handed, but he was in the mood to really give himself and the blade a work out today so he was changing things up a bit. After another deep breath, Sam moved into a series of slashes and parries losing himself in the movements. He has no idea that someone might be watching or about to comment about what he's doing.
WILDCARD:
[Hit me up with a prompt of your own if you want. I'm game for anything.]
WHEN: Throughout April
WHAT: Exercising. buying supplies and just generally thinking about stuff
WHERE: Gazin
WARNINGS:
NOTES:
POKING AROUND:
Sam moved among the market stall careful not to crowd any of the other shoppers. He was well aware of how much space he took up and what that might mean for people smaller than him. Occasionally he'd spot something he liked and would chat and bargain with the stall owner until they worked out a fair price. He wasn't really looking for anything in particular just enjoying the nice day and the people enjoying it with him.
LETTING OUT SOME STRESS:
Sam drew in a deep breath as he shifted the sword in his hand. He didn't normally swing a sword one handed, but he was in the mood to really give himself and the blade a work out today so he was changing things up a bit. After another deep breath, Sam moved into a series of slashes and parries losing himself in the movements. He has no idea that someone might be watching or about to comment about what he's doing.
WILDCARD:
[Hit me up with a prompt of your own if you want. I'm game for anything.]
Re: letting out some stress
Sam stops and moves to rest the sword on the ground. "There is always a fight where I come from," he replies, "but today I was just practicing since I work more with knives and guns rather than longer blades like a sword." He looks the guy over. "I'm Sam by the way...I don't think we've met."
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But there's something the stranger, Sam, says that makes Finnick far more interested than he'd been a few moments before.
"You work with guns?"
Finnick's caution is startled away for long enough for him to ask the question, his voice sounding surprised at just how casually Sam talks about fighting with guns.
Nobody can fight with guns in Panem. Nobody except the Peacekeepers. It's illegal.