84th Hunger Games | Semi-Lit | Not Accepting

[reynard]

Alou looked at Adrian. 'I'll wait.' She said quietly. However, she stood up and exited the room. She found herself another spot right outside the door. Sitting down, she desperately wished had a whet stone to sharpen her dagger with. She had remembered to grab her blouse on the way out, putting it on, now that the risk of getting blood on it was not imminent.

[Freedom~Tonight]

Katrina shook her head. "Oh whatever, just don't touch my whiskey." she said and rolled her eyes. She sat down on the bar stool and pulled out her locket that she was given as a token from her mother and her best friend, Tanner. She opened the bent up locket and looked at the picture of her entire family and Tanner inside. She sighed softly and smiled slightly thinking of the times before they were in the games.

"Who's that?" Jace smiled over her shoulder, an instant later. "Nice family." He pointed to the small picture. Then he pictured his own; how he told them no worries he would be back; now he was havin doubts he would be able to keep that promise.

[gloaming]

Adrian waited till Alou left before sinking to the ground, head in his hands. He didn't even want to win, if this was what it was like. He glanced over at Cecil, who was sleeping restlessly. The dreams, the guilt, the pain. He didn't understand how anyone could take it. How Cecil could talk about his liking for the capitol, how Celeste could come from there, escort children every year and watch them die, how Alou could sit and talk about murdering kids so easily. He scowled punching the carpeted floor. He didn't care. He wasn't playing by the Capitols rules, "Screw them."

[k i n g]

Braden shook his head, not trusting himself anymore. He'd just embarrass himself again; his face was already flushed a deep pink. Well, at least he proved that Gramt could smile and laugh. "I bet Isla noticed a few..."

Hershi shrugged. "I'm going to bed, okay?" The boy sighs, exhausted. Whatta day. Getting picked as District 9 tribute at the Reaping, hos family's goodbyes, Josslyn's attitude, meeting Grace, discussing his fate. Strange.

Cecil repeatedly twitched and whimpered in his slept, writhing in agony several times. The nightmares were terrible as ever, and he yelped a bit. Torture. Killing. Blood. Broken promises. "No," he mumbled over and over again in his sleep, a pained expression on his face. "Jasmine!" he screeched, sitting up immediately as his blue eyes fluttered open, breathing coming in short gasps.

[Toma.]

Katrina looked up at Jace and smiled softly. "Thanks. That was Tanner." she said, and pointed to the picture of the muscular, tall and tan, brown headed boy in the picture. She thought of how his mother had come to see her the day she was supposed to leave. Her smiled faded slowly, thinking of that day. "You will make it back Jace." she said softly and looked back down at her locket. Jace reminded her so much of Tanner.

[gloaming]

Adrian blinks at Cecil when he wakes, screaming a girls name. He doesn't say anything, he's not in the mood to be criticized. Instesd he turns his eyes back to the floor, where he had been using the powdered glass to male a picture.

[reynard]

Alou jumped as Cecil screamed. Her knife was in her hand, ready to throw. Turning around a peeking into the room, she say Adrian was not panicked, which meant that Cecil was probably okay. With a sigh of relief, she went to track down Celeste. As she entered the dining car, she paused. Going back over to the windowsill, she boosted herself up again, and sat, watching the bushes roll by. Soon, they should be arriving at the Capitol. At least, she hoped.

[k i n g]

Slowly, Cecil's gaze traveled around the room, blue eyes vlouded in confusion that there was a lot of glass on the floor. He looked down at his arms, seeing that they were bandaged but he felt pain now as the alcohol wore off, gritting his teeth. "What happened?"

(going to bed. Night!)

[reynard]

(( Night. I think I may do the same XD )).

[Toma.]

(Night. I think I am going to go soon also. xD)