Once the train arrived, Adrik easily jumped off, walking into the building and standing to the side, his arms crossed as he leaned against the walls. He had decided he would leave early so he could help the transfers from the net.
Scarlett eased out of the truck and walked stiffly over to the building that would hold the Ceremony, her palms sweaty with nerves.
His dark brown eyes scanned the room, watching the nervous teens, only a few years younger than him, sit with their friends, and families. He smiled, remembering his choosing ceremony.
(Que le flashback)
A short, scrawny boy ran in behind his fellow dauntless-born friends, sitting down next to his father he stared at all four bowls, waiting patiently for his turn, until-
'Adrik Gethen'
He walked down the stairs, past his friends and the other faction-members, until he was on stage. Taking the knife in his hand, he admired it, before cutting the palm of his hand open, and moving it towards the bowls. Erudite? Ha Ha no. Candor? He lied like, a lot. Abnegation? Yeah right. Amity? As if. Reaching over and sticking his hand over the bowl of hot coals, he gave it a little shake, the blood pouring from his hand and into the container, creating a 'sizzle' sound, and the happy yells of his faction. Smirking, the boy in all black turned, his confidence coming back when he saw his father-and superior- nod in approval.
As they were walked into the Ceremony, Lydia and the group she was walking with all dispersed, finding their seats. She started wringing her hands once she sat down, nervous for the choosing. She remembered what her test said: Dauntless. But tons of people don't choose what their test recommended, right?
Lydia just knew that she wanted to get out of Candor.
She wasn't intelligent, so Erudite was out of the question.
She wasn't selfless at all, so Abnegation was a no for her.
She wasn't kind all the time, so Amity would not be good for her.
She knew she couldn't be honest all the time, because sometimes the guilt was too much. Candor wasn't even an option for her.
That only left Dauntless. The brave. The bold. The people who scared her. How could they all be so daring? Why did it look like so much fun?
JOIN THE DAUNTLESS WE HAVE CAKE
YES PLEASE I AM COMING
//HEY HEY GUESS WHO ELSE IS CANDOR BORN AND IS FONNA CHOOSE DAUNTLESS
lmao it’s jayden
YAY LET'S GO GET CAKE
//CAKE
Jayden sat down, constantly adjusting her hair. She was nervous, even though she’s knew exactly which faction was she going to pick. Dauntless. Home for the brave.
She’d Be near the middle, which was good. Not first, not last.
The Ceremony began to start. Since the Choosing went from Z-A, Monique would go first. Jeanine would conduct the Ceremony this year since it had been four years since the last time that she had. Monique tried to listen, but ended up zoning out until Jeanine called out, "Monique Veda!" Monique's hands quivered as she approached the bowls, so she clasped them together in a very professional way. Jeanine handed her the knife, a look of expectation and certainty gracing her face. Monique cut her palm, grimacing for a second at the pinching pain, and let her blood drop into the Erudite bowl, giving the water a tinted shade of pink. Jeanine's grey eyes dilated with pride.
(Just do your character when it is appropriate and move on to the next one. We don't have to go through the whole Ceremony.)
Scarlett waited patiently for her name. She wasn’t afraid of the pain of the knife at all, just the looks of realization on her parents’ and siblings’ faces. When Scarlett's name was a finally called, she slit her palm with no hesitation and let the blood drip into the Abnegation bowl. She wiped her hand on her dress, not noticing the blood fade into the background of the fabric.
Jayden brushed her hair out of her face and stood up as she was called. She took a deep breath, then headed up to the bowls. The knife slid easily into her palm, red blood pooling in her hand. She winced a little, looked at her parents sadly, and let the blood drip onto burning coals.
Once Lydia heard her name announced, she looked towards her parents. They gave her a nod, believing that she would stay with them. She gave a grim smile back, still not sure what the future had in store for her.
Lydia walked up to the stage, looking over the bowls. She picked up the knife and sliced her palm, welcoming the pain. She held her hand over the Candor glass, but quickly changed it to be over the Dauntless coals. A couple drops of blood sizzled on the coals, and she could hear the cheering of the Dauntless faction.
Lydia didn't look back to her faction or her parents, and instead sat in an open seat in the Dauntless faction. She wasn't the least bit worried with her choice, and knew she made the right decision.
//do she and Jayden know each other
(how about they do know each other, but only become friends after the ceremony?)
//kk
Jayden nodded at Lydia. They’d met before, and didn’t hate each other. They could’ve been friends but neither ever intimidated the action.
Lydia noticed Jayden, recognizing her from her previous Faction. She nodded back, but took a seat away from her. She continued to watch the Ceremony, cheering with the rest of the Dauntless when someone new joined. Already, within the first fifteen minutes, she felt at home.
Monique stood with several other Erudites, two Candor, one Dauntless, and no Abnegation or Amity. She glanced quickly at Jeanine, but the woman was handing a knife to the next 16 year old.
Adrik left in the middle of the ceremony, quickly taking the train back to the compound and standing by the net, talking to his friend while he waited for the transfers to arrive.
(I'm gonna have Adrik be where Four was, and like helping the initiates down from the net, and he's gonna kinda train the transfers :b)
The Erudite initiates followed the members the whole way to the Erudite library. There, they all gathered in the main lobby in front of Jeanine.
Joining the Abnegation as the last faction to leave the ceremony, Scarlett had trouble blending into the background due to her bright red dress. However, the minute she was introduced to her small but new home, she changed into a grey t-shirt and slacks and pulled her hair into a strict bun, blending into the other members of her faction.
Jayden grinned as she hopped onto the train. She hadn’t been wearing a dress, which was good. The nerves were all gone - replaced by happy excitement.
Monique watched the Dauntless leaping onto the train before she went inside, but hurried to keep up with the rest so Jeanine wouldn't be too cross with her come lesson time. There weren't many transfers, but there weren't that many Erudite-born either. Monique was only one of 6 Erudite-born initiates along with one from Amity, two from Candor, one from Dauntless, and no Abnegation.
Checking his watch, Adrik looked up, announcing to the others who stood by the net.
"Alright, everybody get ready, the initiates should be here any minute."