{open} → nous protégeons ceux qui ne peuvent pas se protéger eux-même

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Allison has been here for a few days, and she still isn't sure how she wound up here when the last thing she was doing at home was walking through a gate after declaring she was going to save her best friend. Walking through that and into here had, quite literally, saved her life -- but it's not like she knows that. Not yet, anyway. She'd tried to get back, but the door on this side wouldn't budge no matter what she tried ... awesome. Yeah, she's kinda mad about that one.

Today, however, finds Allison starting off for breakfast at a coffee shop because she feels like treating herself to an oversized chocolate chip muffin and iced green tea; she's sitting at a table outdoors, because why not? And yes, yes that is a quiver full of arrows and a bow propped up against the chair she's sitting on. She's planning on getting in some practice after breakfast.

When she finishes her breakfast, she gathers up her bow and quiver, throws away the paper wrapper from her muffin and plastic cup that her tea had been in, and goes to the park. Sticking a paper target (she'd had it tucked into her quiver too) to a tree in a place where there aren't too many people around -- because, while she knows what she's doing and is good at it, accidents can happen, so she's just trying to minimize that risk as much as possible -- she stands a distance away and starts shooting. If anyone finds her here, they might want to wait until she's not about to shoot an arrow before making their presence known, waiting until after she's shot it - though, if they're not approaching her from behind so she can see them coming, she'll lower her weapon.

After the paper target is all done for, she's going to pack up and move on to something lighter, like exploring more of the city. There's a good chance that she'll pop in at least quickly if whatever buildings she passes are clearly not private. Basically, run into her anywhere -- on her way in and out of places, even.

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[OOC: Also ... stay tuned for an open comment to this entry from Chris Argent, who everyone can also hit up if interested. Come meet both of them in here.]

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She hasn't met anyone here who mentioned a sister named Katniss, so she can't say for certain if she's met this sister or not. "Family's nice." She replies, another smile appearing on her lips. Well, in general family is nice. Hers had a lot of issues, then a lot of them died. But she does love what she has left of it, even if she only counts her dad in that. "I was an only child, and it's just me and my dad now anyway." Not that Katniss had asked, or not that she maybe even cares, but trying to make friends means sharing some info. Even if Katniss herself isn't very open -- which, she can already see that Katniss is more on the quieter side, which is fine -- Allison can do most of it for now so that Katniss can at least get to know her to start with. "And he's not here. Or, I haven't see him yet if he is." Which probably means he isn't here. "This definitely isn't anywhere in California."

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Family is nice. Family also doesn't last. She had lost her father in a mining accident when she had been eleven. If it weren't for finding her way to Itinere, she wouldn't have ever seen her sister again. Prim had died in front of Katniss' eyes. But the dead make it here. She doesn't understand how or why but some things aren't worth arguing over.

There's a look of envy that flashes through her eyes when Allison mentions that it's just her and her dad. Katniss misses her own so, so much. Family, she quickly decides, isn't something that she wants to discus. "Where's California?"

Geography ought to be safe enough.

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Going any deeper into the topic family is probably a bad choice of topic for both of them, honestly. At least at this point. So the topic of geography is nice and safe compared to that.

"On the west coast of the United States of America." That ... may or may not be of any significance to Katniss either. But it's what she starts with. "The town I was last in there was called Beacon Hills -- I've moved around a lot. Enough to have to repeat a year of school." Which is annoying to her.

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Though Katniss never feels all that comfortable with social interaction, she's trying. Conversations like this don't come easy. In general, she tries to avoid them all together. But as much as she'd rather be a loner, she's not as good at it as she tries to be. She does her best to continue to focus on the conversation but it winds up being easier than expected when something Allison says does have significance.

"North America?" Katniss' eyes narrow slightly. "Is that what you mean by the United States of America?"

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She gives another small nod to confirm that before she answers verbally. "Yep, that's the one specific part of the continent I'm referring to." Considering there's more to it than just the USA. "Which part have you been to?" Or heard about, she supposes could apply to the situation as well.