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(District 19)
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[color=darkgoldenrod]"Afternoon already, Huginn?"[/color] A soft voice inquired of the black bird perched on her balcony, lilting in her native tongue. No one else spoke it, not here, and Sieglinde missed it a little. The caw could almost have been an answer, not that the question needed one. She knew what time it was, she had already spent the better part of the day roaming the city. She had only been home a little while before the corvid appeared on schedule. [color=darkgoldenrod]"I'm coming, I'm coming. Be patient."[/color]

Crossing her apartment was easy; there was almost nothing to obscure its hardwood floors or bar her path. She just walked from the kitchen to the sliding door, collecting the scraps of bread she'd left on the counter as she went. The bird hopped a little when she opened the door and stepped out, evidently more than ready for his habitual feeding. It had only taken a month for him to start appearing on time, and she hoped to coax him into eating out of her hand by the next. But for now she just scattered the scraps on the balcony floor, exchanging positions with Huginn to perch herself on the railing. With hours to go until sunset the celestial orb had passed its zenith and reached the western sky, radiating pleasantly onto her small abode. It was almost unbearably hot even in April when the weather had yet to reach its apex, but the sun... She enjoyed how the sun felt on her skin. It was so much brighter than home. 

Fingers wrapped around the railing she leaned back, out over the street a few storeys below. Further, further, further until her spine lay almost parallel to the ground below and her head craned back to face the sun. Muscles taut, the light reflected dimly in her eye, she hung leisurely. The sun warmed her skin pleasantly, more tolerable in the waning heat of the air around her. She hoped that she moved on by summer, she wasn't sure how she would tolerate the oven the city would become. 

[b]"We are regretful to report that School district 11 had to report the murder of one of the workers at the district. A one 'Kevin' whom was found in pieces at the scene, showing signs of severe mutilation. We have reason to believe that foul play is involved due to the graphic nature of the scene."[/b]

Saddening.

[b]"Next up on the news. A local radio group will be presenting their stage drama-"[/b]

The aging CRT TV atop the small stand continued to drone from inside, but Sigi had already stopped listening. A murder was horrific, an affront to all decency, but it was a small thing. No one could stop everyone from dying, though she resolved to roll through District 11 on tomorrow's expedition. But...

[color=darkgoldenrod]"I'm not sure why I'm here,"[/color] She began again, ostensibly to the bird. The rest of the city was humming, especially at this hour, but District 19 was as silent as the grave. Not a soul could be seen on her block save herself, and suspended in the air she could almost believe she was the only person in the whole city. The quiet was nice, normally. No one asked too many questions, no one really bothered her. She could come and go as she pleased. But being alone save for one's thoughts wasn't always productive. [color=darkgoldenrod]"Only that I feel like I need to be. Does that make any sense?"[/color]

She cracked open an eye to glance at the bird, but he simply looked at her expectantly. He had joined her on the railing, clearly wishing for more.

[color=darkgoldenrod]"Thought not. Don't be greedy."[/color] The Nordic woman chided softly, closing her eyes again. [color=darkgoldenrod]"You'll get more tomorrow."[/color]

The fluttering of feathers told her that the bird had left, probably in a huff, before silence descended again. For her part, Sigi continued to recline. There wasn't anything else to do. She had already locked her bike up again for the day, though it was a formality more than anything. Someone had stolen it, once. It was Academy City, there were better things to steal, but someone had wandered through the district and elected to take it. She had found it again in a matter of hours and simply taken it back. No fuss since then.

Idly she flipped open her phone and glanced at the screen while the blood began to rush to her head. Twenty minutes since she called her order in. No doubt dinner would arrive soon. It was always very timely, seeing as any deliveries to District 19 tended to get foisted off on one particular student.

Still, she glanced at the time again. She was starting to get hungry.

[i][color=darkgoldenrod]I'm so bored.[/color][/i]