84th Hunger Games | Semi-Lit | Not Accepting

[reynard]

(( Okay. ))

[belle reve]

((Haha yesh <3 Okay, so everyone has about a limit of two posts to prep for exiting the train. This way, if you have something to finish, you can.

I suppose the escorts should be allowed in with the mentors?))

[reynard]

(( Works for me, gotta figure out how to wake Alou XD ))

[k i n g]

(Yusyusyus. I'll do my posts after I finish up with something XD)

[belle reve]

~Grant Odair~

District 4 | Mentor
Location: Train to Capitol
Feeling: "Well, my head hurts like crap,
I'm worried out of my mind for Josslyn,
And I feel I need to be somewhat useful.
But, forget most of that. I'm seeing
Josslyn soon!"
Status: Dating Josslyn Foxwood
Crush: Josslyn Foxwood
Talking to: Braden and Isla

Grant sat on the couch still, waiting for Isla's answer. After the girl responded, he clicked the televison back on to finish District 11's Reaping. "Also," Grant began, addressing the tributes, "Districts Eleven and Twelve are often known best as the 'outlying Districts.' Other Districts are sometimes called this, but not as frequently. But, the point is that you shouldn't underestimate those Districts. They've each come to have victors at one time or another. And who knows, you might be stronger, but they could have better survival skills. They may know more herbs, how to stay hidden, anything. That's why you'll need to pay attention and learn as much as you can. I'm sure we all want to go home with two new victors on the same train."
-a short while later-
The Reapings had been finished, and now Grant walked aimlessly around the train where they'd be exiting. Through the large glass window, he saw the heart of the Capitol come into vision. Here we go again, He thought to himself with a bit of irritation. But, I'll see Josslyn momentarily. The boy walked to check on the tributes. "You guys ready? It's time to get in some dumb line. It's some required thing of walking out of the train." Grant made sure to keep his indifferent tone, despite his anticipation. He led them toward the exiting station, explaining about the tribute hangout. "You might consider this like training, with all the tributes together. But, this is about getting to know your opponents. It's kind of sick,- like, make friends before we put you in an arena to die' sick- so here's some advice: First off, get to know other tributes. Always keep in mind who could be a good ally. Second, don't give away too much. People will realize you're from District Four, so just answer the basics. You know, stuff they already know about you. Don't give away anything that can be used against you. Finally, try to be a people person. The more people you get to like you, the more people you can manipulate, trust, work with, or anything. Just keep those things in mind." Grant finished his small lecture, then stepped into his position in line. Then he added a quick thing. "Oh, and also, you will be asked if you want to dress up for the occassion or not. It doesn't really matter. Personal preference thing." With that, Grant felt the small shift of the train as it came to a halt and the doors slid open.

((Yay! Grant! I found your muse! ^^)

~Grace~

Grace nodded. "G'night. I think I'm gonna head in, too." She walked to her compartment, closing the door softly behind her. The girl quickly readied for bed, and found herself under the blankets in a matter of moments. Her breathing slowed to a sleeping pace, but her heart continued racing with every event being replayed through her head in the worst light.
-some time later-
Grace was awake early that morning, pacing around the main car. Today they'd arrive at the Capitol, and her real training would begin. What if I'm not good enough? What if I can't remember or do anything? It was still hours away, but her panic attack had started.

[~DELETE~]

☼ Isla ☼

I frowned at Braden's comment about the District One girl being hot. However, I quickly pushed this aside. I had to stay strong. I couldn't let this crush effect me in the arena. After all, there could only be one winner. Perhaps I should tell Grant about my infatuation later in private.
My thoughts were interrupted when I was once again asked for my opinions on the other tributes. I took a deep breath, getting ready for my comments. "The District One guy looks... tough. He looks like he knows what he's doing and how to handle himself. The District One girl looks... well... bic*hy. She seems full of herself. District Two guy seems... testy. He might be easy, but who knows. I'm not too sure about the District Three tributes yet. District Five girl seems to be the independent kind. The District Seven Girl looks tough as well. The kid from District Eight I know will be pretty easy. District Eight chick seems like a killer. District Nine kid looks...." I drifted off, remembering how last year Grant and the sister of the District Nine kid did a star-crossed lovers thing. I closed my mouth, and sat silent.
Grant explained about this hangout thing for the tributes, and I became nervous. I had to speak to the people I had to kill? I had to get them to like me. I shoot a nervous look at Braden. Perhaps at the hangout would be a nice place to tell Grant about my crush. "Uh... Grant? Could I speak with you in private? It will only take a second..."

♥ Dolores ♥

I smiled when Grant talked about the hangout. I clapped my hands together. "Oh! This is so exciting, isn't it?!" I said, patting Grant on the back. "We are going to have so much fun!"

[anarchy, inc.]

{ Alright, I'm just gonna hop in and wing it. I don't have en escort or mentor for these two, though. What should I do about that? }

[belle reve]

~Grant Odair~

District 4 | Mentor
Location: Train to Capitol
Feeling: "Well, my head hurts like crap,
I'm worried out of my mind for Josslyn,
And I feel I need to be somewhat useful.
But, forget most of that. I'm seeing
Josslyn soon!"
Status: Dating Josslyn Foxwood
Crush: Josslyn Foxwood
Talking to: Dolores and Isla

Grant looked uneasily at Dolores, a bit of distrust, hatred, and disgust sparking in his eyes. "Yeah... fun. It is very exciting..." He turned away, rolling his eyes. The mentor looked back to Isla. "Yeah, of course." He glanced at the opening doors, sunlight beginning to stream in. "Before you go into the tributes' hangout, I'll pull you aside. It should be in a few minutes." Then, he stepped off of the train, arms folded. Now, despite his calm expression, Grant couldn't stop his eyes from searching around for Josslyn's face. Finally!

[k i n g]

(Just say they tell their mentor that they're going to head out XD And, actually, there can be two victors XD Vine has a soft heart and put that in :3)

District 9 ~ Mentor ~ 18 years
Mood: Excited/Nervous/Irritated
Status: Dating Grant Odair
Crush: Grant Odair
Talking To: Hershi, Grace
Location: Capitol

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"Rise and shine, District 9! We've arrived at the Capitol!" the hearty voice boomed over the small speakers in every compartment of the train, rousing Josslyn from her slumber. She grumbled something unintelligent before getting out of bed and taking a shower. She blow dried her auburn hair, still tired from yet another restless night and ran a brush through it, looking at her reflection in the new mirror - she shattered her last one in a fit of rage. The girl pulls on a white tanktop, then a purple blouse with jeans and her black hunting boots; might as well look decent like the Capitol wanted. She headed out, finding that Hershi and Grace were ready. "Okay. Let's get a move on," she nods, stepping out when the train finally came to a halt, not bothering to look behind her to make sure the tributes were following. She just wanted to see Grant.

District 9 ~ Male Tribute ~ 15 years
Mood: Nervous
Status: Single
Crush: ---
Talking To: Grace, Josslyn
Location: Capitol

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Hershi walked into the main car, rubbing his blue eyes. Today, he was wearing a black, red, and white plaid T-shirt with jeans and neon green Adidas shoes; he didn't like fancy clothes. "Morning," he nods to Grace, yawning slightly as he looked out the window of the slowing train. "You ready to meet the other tributes?" he asks, turning to look at the younger girl. Then his older sister walked in. Never thought I'd see her wear a blouse. She must hate it, the auburn-haired boy thinks, offering them both a small smile. "Do you want to just follow me around, then?" he asks Grace, looking back at her.

District 4 ~ Male Tribute ~ 15 years
Mood: Excited
Status: Single
Crush: ---
Talking To: No one
Location: Capitol

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Brady's responses were immediately drowned out with the fact that he was going to meet the other tributes, and he glanced at Grant and Isla. Obviously his partner wanted to tell their mentor something. "See ya, then," he waves, giving them both a grin before slipping out the door, heading for the building designated for the tributes to hang out in for dinner. He wasn't very fancy, but looked good in a white dress shirt (for guys, duh! XD) with dark blue tie hung loosely around his neck, jeans, his shark tooth necklace, and some dark grey Nikey shoes. He ran a hand through his light blonde hair, mismatched eyes looking around curiously. Maybe making some allies here would be a good idea; perhaps he could even win over a few Careers onto his side.

(My dear Brady, stop getting into trouble!<333)

District 1 ~ Mentor ~ 19 years
Mood: So-so
Status: Single
Crush: ---
Talking To: Adrian, Alou, Celeste
Location: Capitol

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"Rise and shine, cupcakes!" Cecil shouted, running a hand through his black and rainbow-ish hair. "We're here! Wear something decent for once, Addy!" he grins at Adrian, looking around for Alou and Celeste. Where was his other tribute and escort? Oh, well. Today, for the whoel hangout thing, he was wearing a black T-shirt, leather jacket, dogtag necklace, fingerless gloves, black jeans, and sky blue and white sneakers. Very much like the teen he used to be. "I'll be outside." The mentor gets off the train, letting out a sigh of relief. As much as the Capitol people fascinated him, he didn't like the luxuries as much as he should.

[belle reve]

~Grant Odair~

District 4 | Mentor
Location: Train to Capitol
Feeling: "Well, my head hurts like crap,
I'm worried out of my mind for Josslyn,
And I feel I need to be somewhat useful.
But, forget most of that. I'm seeing
Josslyn soon!"
Status: Dating Josslyn Foxwood
Crush: Josslyn Foxwood
Talking to: Dolores and Isla

Josslyn! Grant finally caught sight of the auburn-haired girl, breaking into a smile. The boy hoped to catch her attention, but knew they'd still see each other at the hangout for mentors. Crap, I haven;t thought of anything that'd be good to say! He remembered, feeling a bit hesitant now. Earlier he couldn't think of anything to say, and still nothing was coming. But, that small panic was completely erased when he saw the tributes come out with Josslyn. Once again, he saw Hershi there. I didn't think fi anything to say about that, either! Am I really that dumb? He answered his question. Yes, yes I am. And a crapy boyfriend. But, just keep smiling. It didn't really matter that he was going to offer a smile to Josslyn again, because he was brushed into the crowd indoors, which was leading toward the tributes' hangout. He searched for Josslyn or Hershi, but couldn't see either of them in the hallway. At least that brought another thing he had to do to his mind. The boy turned to Isla, gently, ushering her away from the stream of tributes and adults. He leaned up against the wall in a not as crowded area, indifferent look returning. "So, Isla. What's on your mind?"

((Who knew bad moods could drain your muse...? D: ))

~Grace~

Grace jumped, letting out a little squeak of surprise as Hershi entered the room. "Oh, hi. Sorry, you scared me. Good morning, I guess..." She didn't mean to be rude towards Hershi, she was just not sure of this was going to be such a great morning. Then, a bit of a panic reached upon her as Hershi mentioned meeting other tributes. "No. I don't want to meet anyone else. What about you?" As stated before, Grace is a frank person. She's not gonna hide her feelings when talking. She glanced over as Josslyn entered the room, wearing a blouse. "You look very pretty today, Ms. J-" Josslyn was already out of the train doors. Somebody's anxious. She snapped her attention back to Hershi. "Yes, please. If you don't mind."