Post by Deleted on Nov 20, 2014 3:29:09 GMT
Seven. It was a district with so much meaning for her. It was the place she'd finally found Alexander after she'd searched and looked for him for months. She'd stumbled upon him, stinking of alcohol, smoke, and filth, so sleep deprived that he'd believed she was a hallucination. The Capitol had convinced him she'd been taken and killed all because of his disobedience, all because of him. He was so broken when she'd found him at last.
She'd cleaned him up and the next morning he'd told her he never wanted to be away from her again. It was one of the most amazing moments of her life, despite the circumstances. The man she loved had asked her to marry him. They weren't a conventional couple. They were warriors, the both of them, but it didn't change her feelings for him. It changed nothing. Seyda loved him. She'd opened herself up to someone and had let someone in for the first time in her whole life. She finally knew what real love felt like and she finally had a home. Where ever Alexander was.
They weren't able to stay together though, their jobs separating them the same day they'd gotten engaged. They knew that it was coming. They both had things they had to do and ends they had to tie up so none were left loose. They'd left each other willingly this time, reluctantly, but willingly, knowing that they'd be reunited soon.
Soon did not come soon enough for Seyda.
Finally though, she found herself back in Seven, where they'd agreed to meet. She made her way back to the house he'd been living in. It didn't take her long to get there and to get inside. It was mostly empty and clean. It didn't look like he'd been there yet. She sighed and pursed out her full lips, hips swaying as she began pacing back and forth. She wore the tight black pants she usually wore, the ones that contoured to her body and moved with her in a unique way. Her shirt was the same material, the same black color, that clung to her curves with short cap sleeves on top. Her boots were leather and heeled, clicking as she paced back and forth, waiting for him. Her dark hair was curled down her back and her equally dark eyes were lined with kohl and dark eyeliner. She'd just gotten back from an assingment in the Capitol. She'd stolen highly delicate information from an officer there and reported it back to Thirteen.
She'd then come straight to Seven, in hopes of finding Alexander.
She'd cleaned him up and the next morning he'd told her he never wanted to be away from her again. It was one of the most amazing moments of her life, despite the circumstances. The man she loved had asked her to marry him. They weren't a conventional couple. They were warriors, the both of them, but it didn't change her feelings for him. It changed nothing. Seyda loved him. She'd opened herself up to someone and had let someone in for the first time in her whole life. She finally knew what real love felt like and she finally had a home. Where ever Alexander was.
They weren't able to stay together though, their jobs separating them the same day they'd gotten engaged. They knew that it was coming. They both had things they had to do and ends they had to tie up so none were left loose. They'd left each other willingly this time, reluctantly, but willingly, knowing that they'd be reunited soon.
Soon did not come soon enough for Seyda.
Finally though, she found herself back in Seven, where they'd agreed to meet. She made her way back to the house he'd been living in. It didn't take her long to get there and to get inside. It was mostly empty and clean. It didn't look like he'd been there yet. She sighed and pursed out her full lips, hips swaying as she began pacing back and forth. She wore the tight black pants she usually wore, the ones that contoured to her body and moved with her in a unique way. Her shirt was the same material, the same black color, that clung to her curves with short cap sleeves on top. Her boots were leather and heeled, clicking as she paced back and forth, waiting for him. Her dark hair was curled down her back and her equally dark eyes were lined with kohl and dark eyeliner. She'd just gotten back from an assingment in the Capitol. She'd stolen highly delicate information from an officer there and reported it back to Thirteen.
She'd then come straight to Seven, in hopes of finding Alexander.