84th Hunger Games | Semi-Lit | Not Accepting

[belle reve]

I hate being an Odair, Grant thought, focusing on the ground. Why did he have to be the new Finnick? The former mentor managed to zone himself out for a moment, but not long enough. He looked up at Cecil. "What?" He asked. A few seconds passed before he said, "We won't be needing a train any time soon, by the way."

[k i n g]

"What was all that about? Where's Josslyn?" Cecil asks, his expression saying that he didn't require an answer. Then his blue gaze flickered to the screen. "Update; Isla is still lost, Adrian got killed, and Braden left the Careers."

[uqtubee]

(Sorry guys, I'll be unable to RP for a few days. I just got a new kitten and it needs time to settle in and I have to take care of it, keep it away from the boys (other cats), and teach it the ropes and all.
Right now it's sleeping so I might be able to rp in a second.)

[k i n g]

"What was all that about? Where's Josslyn?" Cecil asks, his expression saying that he didn't require an answer. Then his blue gaze flickered to the screen. "Update; Isla is still lost, Adrian got killed, and Braden left the Careers."

[belle reve]

Okay so Cecil asked some retorical questions or whatever. But, Grant answered anyway. "Long story. To sum everything up, President Snow is even worse than I imagined, and wants a new Finnick." He trained his eyes back on the ground, then answering the question about Josslyn. "Apparently getting some boost on her weight and health or something." The mentor looked up to the screen, never meeting his gaze towards Cecil's. "Well," he replied blankly. "Good for all of them."

((I can just imagine grant asking for a drink from Cecil for some reason...))

[k i n g]

Cecil's eyes widened, gaze snapping back to Grant. "He's...? You're not being serious."

[belle reve]

Grant nodded slowly. "He is. I'm completely serious." He looked back down. I've gotta fnd some way out of it.

((Gotta go >.<))

[reynard]

Alou held down the retch. She knew Jace was right, that she did need to clear the toxic subtances out of her body, but, she honestly didn't feel that sick. Maybe she had been holding her breath too much. Lifting her steel grey eyes to the sky, she looked at the sun, ready to get the time. Before she made an assumption, she caught herself. The sun was controlled byt the gamemakers here. Sifting through the supplies, she hoped Nameless would find Braden.

((Should Nameless find Braden, or do you want her search to be fruitless?))

[Freedom~Tonight]

Jace nodded slowly, watching as a single hovercraft sailed across the sky to collect Adrian. Jace lowed his head in respect and started to hum a funeral tune from District 10. The words were old, but still held a true meaning. You have gone home. Leaving an ache in our bone. Time will pass. Like the syawing grass. You will be dearly missed. How our lives were blissed. Not to see the sun again. Soon a new day will begin. You are not coming back. We must accept the fact. That we will never see you smile. Never not for a while. Until we meet again, in a glorious place called. Heaven. The tune was old, and didn't make to much sence but he knew it, and remembered when he sung every word with the feeling Alou had now. When his love Annabelle was killed in a stampeed.

[k i n g]

Grant nodded slowly. "He is. I'm completely serious." He looked back down. I've gotta fnd some way out of it.

((Gotta go >.<))

(Fruitless ^^)

Cecil had a pretty good idea what Grant was thinking. "You can't get out of it, unless you don't care what they do to the person or people that you care about. I never had to do it because I'm a drunk; pretty but stupid. Not sure if the same would work for you, since it's looks you haven't had a drop of whiskey your whole life." He shrugs, taking a drink from his bottle of alcohol.