Take me out tonight//Allison

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For the life of him, Calvin could not stop thinking about her. It was as though he had a disease. He couldn't sleep. For the first time in his life, he had to force remind himself to eat. His mind constantly buzzed with the thought of her voice.

Anyone would think he was falling in love, he thought to himself. Of course, that was a ridiculous notion. He was, to some extent, falling in love, but not with her. He was passionately and irreversibly in love with the concept she had brought to him; the prospect of an attempted rebellion. There was nothing she could have brought him that would have provided him with more elation than he felt when he thought of that.

So, of course, when she had disappeared, he had begun to feel very empty. He would even venture to say that he was feeling somewhat depressed. Now that she was gone, there was no trace left of the hope she had brought him, and with such tremendous information weighing on his mind it was becoming difficult to live the life he had been living before he had met her.

He had to see her. He wasn't sure what good it would do, he only knew that it was imperative that he see her again.

This was his goal, as he wriggled under the fence with practised ease. He had been out in the wilderness with a similar mindframe every single day since he had met the troubled District 13 girl. Today, the snow seemed to have thawed to almost nothing, although it was still bitterly cold. There was something freeing about being out here in the open, breathing the crisp, chill air.

Calvin crossed over to a tree, and seated himself to wait out the evening. He would see her tonight, he told himself.

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OOC Comments//This is not a brilliant post -_- But oh well ^^

[Allison]

Silence, the cold, bitter air was silent and still. Rather bored Allison sat perched in a tree deep in the forest with a set of old binoculars. Today she would not fail her mission and would make up for her last failed attempt at watching the district from afar. The snow had almost completely faded and now she would have to watch her surroundings more than listen.

Trees were certainly not the best thing to sit in for a long period of time. Carefully she shifted her legs and placed her back against the trees rough, cold bark. Her brown eyes drifted toward the ground as she looked for any life. So far nothing. She held back a deep sigh and reached for her bow that was hanging of a sturdy tree limb. That was the only good purpose of this tree, all the space to hang things that she wanted.

A faint out line caught the corner of her eye and she turned to look. Calvin! A soft smile crossed her face just because she recognized the rebellious teenager from this district. Silently she grabbed a roll of bread from her bag and tied it to an arrow. This would change the way the arrow flew, that didn't bother her though.

She crawled as far out on the tree limb as she could, falling now would be the worst and surly she wouldn't come out unscathed. One knee placed on the tree's limb as she crouched ready to fire. She notched the arrow to the bow and pulled the string back. With a deep breath she let the string go and watched as the arrow whizzed through the air towards Calvin.

Success! The arrow landed in the ground inches away from Calvin. She sat down in plan sight so she could sit and wait. Hopefully he wouldn't take to long to realize where she was because she didn't want to stay in her tree anymore.

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Thwack.

Calvin was on his feet in less than a second, knife unsheathed, eyes flickering around him, wide and wild. After a moment of panic, his franticly moving gaze caught the arrow. It was so close to him that he had almost been hit, he realised. However, the fact that there was a decent-sized roll of very edible bread attached to it spoke for itself as a sign that it had not been sent to hit, or even as a threat. It was a gesture of friendship.

He stared for a moment, open-mouthed. He had thought of her as soon as he had heard the whispering swish of the arrow, and the gift attached to it only served to confirm this sudden hopeful conviction. However, something in the back of his head told him that it was foolish to hope for something like that. It would only serve to make him feel worse when his hope turned out to be false.

But who else could it be? The fact of it was that no-one else he knew would so willingly surrender their food. He took a breath, preparing himself for disappointment, and allowed his gaze to travel to where the arrow had originated from.

"Allison," he breathed. His face lit up in a way it had not done in months, perhaps years. "Allison!" He said, more loudly. He wanted to get up and cross to where she was, but he felt stuck to the ground as he stared.

She had come back.

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OOC Comments//He is so happy xD

[Allison]

Allison watched as Calvin went through different phases of motions until he was finally looking up at her. She chuckled softly about how he always had his knife for defense. "Hey there stranger long time no see!" She called out playfully while lazily hosting herself back onto her feet.

Smoothly she walked across the branch and gathered her gear before making her way down to the ground. Carefully she maneuvered through the branches, occasionally her sweater or the strap of her arrow case would get suck and she'd have to stop to loosen it. Finally with only a few inches between her and the ground, Allison jumped down with a slight stumble. She straightened up before pulling her hair back from her face.

Thump.

Carelessly she dropped her supply bag full of food and other important items that would keep her alive for days if the mission went askew leaving her in the forest with out any contact with her base team. Though the supplies were no longer necessary. She had trained harder than most to survive in the wilderness during practices. Clearly the district still thought lowly about her and her abilities. She shrugged her shoulders in relief before walking over to Calvin. "So how have you been since our last encounter?" She asked, gently tucking her hands into her pockets.

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"Hey there stranger long time no see!"
Calvin beamed. He didn't think he;d ever been so happy in his life. It's really her!

"Tell me about it. You took your time coming back."

Irritatingly, his legs were still very much dysfunctional, so he remained where he was, grinning like an idiot. It was funny how his memory had not quite done her justice. In his mind, she had seemed a great deal shorter than she actually was, which was odd as she was relatively tiny without any exaggerations of the mind. He had imagined her hair longer, her skin paler, and his memory had removed her imperfections. In reality, she was tiny, tan for someone who lived underground, and much, much more beautiful than he had recalled.

He paused at that thought. It was something he had not considered before. His eyes flickered up and down her as they had done on their first meeting, his brain momentarily stalled. He was sure that the only reason he suddenly found her so aesthetically pleasing was due to the fact that he was immensely pleased to see her, but still...it was something to marvel at.

"So how have you been since our last encounter?"

He was silent for moment, before he was taken over by an urge to be honest with her. "Very...distracted." He paused. "I couldn't stop thinking about everything you said. I've been out every day since then." He didn't elaborate further; she would think him pathetic if she learned how he had not slept, how he had obsessed endlessly over their meeting. "And you? I see they sent you back. Hope I'm not ruining another mission."

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OOC Comments//Bleh my posts are dreadful today.

[Allison]

"Tell me about it. You took your time coming back."

Allison couldn't help but laugh lightly at his come back. "Hey now, that isn't all my fault." she replied lightly, "You have no idea how bad I wanted to get back out here." Then she realized that probably hadn't been the best thing to say. Uneasily she rubbed her left arm as Calvin's eyes scanned over her like the day they first met. After a second or so she tucked her hands in her jacket pockets and let her gaze drop to the ground.

It was uncomfortable just to be stared at by someone but even more so since she had no idea what was going through his mind. Was she being judged or compared to someone else? Hopefully not but she shouldn't care because their encounters will be rare.

"Very...distracted."

Good to know she wasn't the only one distracted about their encounter. "Tell me about it" She mumbled while dragging her foot along the ground, distraction was one of the reasons she failed her mission last time. Her brown eyes looked up at him as he continued talking. She listened intently to what he had to say. He was lucky he could come out here every day and have some sort of freedom from how he lived in the district.

"And you? I see they sent you back. Hope I'm not ruining another mission."

Allison smiled gently and shook her head. "Distracted and hard at work trying to make up my failure to the commander." She started to explain, "I don't want to see another cleaning supply for as long as I live." Her hands had dried out from washing dishes, scrubbing floors, doing laundry and other useless chores just to apologize. Lifelessly she pulled a hand from her pocket and examined the dry outer layer of skin before putting it back in her pocket. "Don't worry you're not ruining this mission. I requested to be dropped off earlier just to prevent another horrifying failure." She was rather proud at the way she had thought this mission out to work around a possible meeting with Calvin.

OOC: Sorry this took so long to get to and that it sucks, I got so distracted in my other plots as well as life events.

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Hey now, that isn't all my fault. You have no idea how bad I wanted to get back out here."

Calvin felt a little buzz at the thought that she had been feeling the same desperation that he had, following by a little ripple of confusion. She had no reason to want back out into the wilderness at the border with District 12, not like he did. Why would she have felt the same way? She had no ties to him like he did to her; she was his messenger of the rebellion. He needed her. She didn't need him.

Then he felt a little burst of realisation; obviously she felt a little as he did. It must come with a trapped feeling to be living underground in District 13; she would want to get out on occasion, as he did of District 12. That must be why she had wanted the opportunity to escape for a little while.

"Well, I'm glad you're back. I've thought about you a lot." He saw no harm in making her aware of this fact.

"Don't worry you're not ruining this mission. I requested to be dropped off earlier just to prevent another horrifying failure."

Calvin raised an eyebrow, very pointedly. "That doesn't seem to have been very effective. Here I am, and here you are. Doesn't that class as a failed mission?" He paused, smirking. "Or did you just want to see me?"

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OOC Comments//To lazy to make a nice post...bleh. Sorry.

[Allison]

The snow had been fresh, the day cold and Allison had been tired out from walking. She recently had been trapped in a tree due to wild dogs and she was behind on her mission all ready. Her bow and arrow drawn ready to fight for her life against the teenager with a drawn knife. The typical questions had been exchanged and answered. Then everything seemed to flop after she spilled most of her life onto Calvin's mind whether he wanted to know or not. The truth about district thirteen and rebellion had also slipped her grasp. Everything flipped for the worst when she just ran off leaving him alone, with the knowledge she had and she had failed everything she set out to achive.

Allison let her thoughts wander of their first encounter and they would have kept wandering if Calvin hadn't spoken. He had thought about her which meant their thoughts had been mutually the same. She couldn't possibly admit that he really had been one of the few people on her mind when she was hard at work, trying to recover from her mistakes and show that she wasn't a screw up.

"That doesn't seem to have been very effective. Here I am, and here you are. Doesn't that class as a failed mission?"

Lazily she rolled her eyes and opened her mouth to protest but closed it so she didn't say anything stupid. He had no idea how long she'd been out here let alone the fact her mission was done. She crossed her arms and let her posture slouch when she caught onto his smirk.

"Or did you just want to see me?"

Was it that obvious she had missed him? She bit her lip trying to figure out what exactly to say. "Well," She started off, still no clue on what she actually wanted to say, "considering my mission has been over for a few hours now, I don't believe it does." She uncrossed her arms and put them behind her back trying to avoid his second question. Her silence could possibly assure that she did just want to see him. "I figured since I was here might as well see if I can catch you sneaking out.

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"Considering my mission has been over for a few hours now, I don't believe it does."

Calvin raised an eyebrow. What possible reason could she have for staying in the woods? It wasn't the safest place to dwell, that was for sure. He was about to ask for an explanation, but she gave him one without prompt.

"I figured since I was here might as well see if I can catch you sneaking out."

For a moment, he said nothing, processing the information she had just provided himself with. Here, he had difficulty; it made little sense. After a moment or two of quietness, a smile played on his lips.

"You wanted to see me...?"

The smile grew a little. He was inexplicably pleased by this revelation, and there was no point in hiding it. Besides; he didn't really mind that she knew his feelings. After all, she had spilt a great deal of her closest secrets to him; she had trusted him without having any reason to. In his eyes, that merited that she should also have his trust. He was not going to be pretentious around her, he decided. She could know his emotions.

Confusion clouded his mind for a moment, and his smile turned to a slight frown.

"But...why? I understand how I felt; you brought me something really important. You're my only link to the rebellion, and it was kind of killing me that I couldn't see you to get an update, or anything. And..." he paused, reminding himself of his resolution to be honest. "And I wanted to check up on you, I guess. The stuff you told me about yourself was...pretty brutal. I kind of...I kind of worried after you left. You...." He eyed her again, cautiously. "You've been okay, haven't you?"

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OOC Comments//naaaaaa

[Allison]

Allison had her own smile pushing on her lips as she watched Calvin with his own smile. She lazily shifted her weight from one leg to another because she really just wanted to walk, after all she had been sitting in a tree for hours.

"You wanted to see me...?"

She tucked her hands in the back pockets of her jeans and looked briefly at the ground. He already knew so much about her and trust was something she hadn't expected to form with some stranger. She found herself biting her lip again not sure as to what she wanted to say. There was something about Calvin, something different...but she couldn't successfully figure out what it was. "I...I...don't know if wanted is the right word." She stated stuttering with the first few words. Cautiously she glanced up at him before letting her brown gaze focus on the ground. "Needed might be a better word." She paused shortly to regain her thoughts as to why she stayed.

She looked up to see his smile turn into a frown and confusion cloud his beautiful eyes. As if their emotions were connected, Allison found herself frowning and her own onslaught of confusion that had been hanging around all along like a dark shadow. She listened as he explained what was on his mind. A messenger, that is basically what she felt like during his pause. Of course that explained why he was so excited to see her again. So she wasn't just a messenger to him but he did care if she had been okay.

"Yeah I've been okay, just the same issues but I'm used to those. And you? You've...been okay right?"

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He was feeling something that he didn't recognise. It was clenching at his insides in a similar way to nervousness, to apprehension, although he knew he had no reason to he nervous. He trusted Allison. There was no need for this sudden breathlessness, the rise in temperature, or the sudden, violent and inexplicable rise in his heart rate.

"I...don't know if wanted is the right word. Needed might be a better word."

He felt a sudden, irreversible need to close the gap between them. He could not do that without making the situation extremely uncomfortable, so he settled for a sudden, involuntary jerk which resulted in him edging closer. They were somewhere between three inches and a foot apart, now.

"I....think that might be a better word for me, too." The words came out a little impulsively, although they went against the grain; his self-preservation was strong, and to expose such intense, profound feelings was, in a way, to weaken himself. But he had sworn to himself he would be honest with her. He had sworn it.

He regretted his impulsive movement towards her in an instant. He recalled, now, her aversion to being touched, and realised that he may have seemed threatening. Or perhaps a little insane.

"Yeah I've been okay, just the same issues but I'm used to those. And you? You've...been okay right?"

He nodded quickly; his own welfare was not important.

"Is there no way you can help yourself? Or no way you can get help? It must be hard to have to....live with what you do."

Something was eating away inside of him. There was something he needed to ask, but he felt unsure if it would be appropriate to ask her to share any more personal information with him.

He let out a sigh. It was not one of despair or unhappiness or desperation; in fact, it was barely a sigh. It was more like a sudden expression of determination; an exhalation with which he prepared himself for something he was not going to find easy.

"Allison...why did you tell me those things?" The way he spoke was untidy, his breathing a little uncontrolled. He wasn't quite sure what was so difficult about asking her this question. He couldn't see any valid reason why it should be so hard, or why his palms suddenly felt sticky with nervous sweat. "You had no reason to trust me, Allison, so I need to know why, because you could have told anyone, but you told me even though I ruined your mission and it doesn't make any sense. I don't understand, Allison. I don't get it. You need to tell me why."

He felt colour rising in his face as he spoke. The words were difficult to stop, nearly inaudible, and verging on becoming gibberish.

Still, he looked hard into her eyes. He needed an answer.

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OOC Comments//I can feel the romance xD

[Allison]

The gap started to close between Calvin and herself as he moved finally. With the gap still being eminent but no more then a foot across, Allison took in a deep breath to calm her growing mess of fearful nerves. He too believed needed was a better word. A small wave of relief washed over her just because now she didn't feel awkward for needing him. Why did see need him anyways? Silently she looked over Calvin with brown eyes before looking at the ground which there wasn't much of between them.

Alli forced herself to look back up at Calvin, she had to pull herself out of the shyness that pretty much encased her life. He nodded that he had been okay. Thats good, she thought with a faint smile. At least he had not gone and done something reckless while she was gone.

"Is there no way you can help yourself? Or no way you can get help? It must be hard to have to....live with what you do."

Always so many questions when ever she actually tried to talk to people. She shifted her weight onto her left foot chewing over possible answers she could give. "Yeah," she started faintly, "talking to a therapist but I don't like to. Its always 'How do you feel' and so many other stupid questions. Or at least thats how it was in district four." She paused to push a stray strand of brown hair from her face. "But then again I can't really compare the two districts. They're so different on so many different levels."

She listened as Calvin sighed and she looked at a bug that caught her interest before looking back at the district twelve inhabitant. His sigh had drawn her gaze away from the black shelled creature. What was going through his mind? Unconsciously she found herself taking a few step forwards but then she would step back as well. Finally she stopped and the gap had closed even more, now about four or five inches at most.

"Allison...why did you tell me those things?"

That was a very good, as well as unexpected question and one in which she had no answer for. Stumped, Allison started to search her hair for any split ends. His question was one she asked herself a lot since their last encounter but she never could come up with anything with a solid answer. The young brunette let her hair fall back down around her face. Calvin started speaking again and so much color flushed to his face as his words became a jumbled, but almost muted mess.

"I don't know to be truthfully honest." She replied firmly, holding onto his gaze.

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"Talking to a therapist but I don't like to. Its always 'How do you feel' and so many other stupid questions. Or at least thats how it was in district four."

Calvin nodded in understanding. "Not so helpful, I guess...how about talking to someone you know?" He paused for a moment, scrambling for a way to word his thoughts without sounding suggestive. Why was it suddenly so hard to speak with his usual charismatic ease? Conversation was one of his many natural talents, he didn't see why Allison should be able to alter that. "Like...if you're going to make a habit of this coming to see me thing, I'd be happy to listen..." With horror, he registered the fact that he was redenning in the face, and quickly averted his eyes, wondering what on earth was wrong with him.

"But then again I can't really compare the two districts. They're so different on so many different levels."

"I'm sure they are..." Calvin gave himself a moment to compose himself before looking back at Allison, who seemed to be moving a little closer. He did not move away. Deep within him, something was prickling inside his stomach. Tiny hairs were raised on his skin, seemingly in reaction to the lack of distance between himself and the District 13 girl. He felt a little breathless.

Confused, he looked at her harder. It didn't take a fool to figure out what he was feeling, although he;d never felt it before, but it still didn't quite make sense. Could it be that he had developed feelings for her?

Of course he had. He momentarily kicked himself for not realising it sooner. He had never spent so long dwelling on one person. He had never respected one person so much. He had never lost sleep over another human being. There was only one feasible explanation.

With this realisation, Calvin's mouth went dry. He stared, mutely, suddenly taking in all the beautiful things about her aesthetics that he had only ever dwelled on subconsciously before now. He swallowed uncomfortably, filled with an unfamiliar kind of nervousness.

"I don't know to be truthfully honest."

Her gaze was suddenly intimidating, but Calvin couldn't look away. He tried to speak, but only silence emerged from his parted lips. Swallowing, he tried again.

"You trusted me, though..." He took a breath, feeling himself flush, sure his wild heartbeat must be more than a little audible. "That's...flattering."

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OOC Comments//Finally posted!