84th Hunger Games | Semi-Lit | Not Accepting

[Aven]

.:Karen:.

I was tempted to keep staring at him, but I was afraid he'd eventually notice and think I was weird. I turned my attention to the District One girl, although I'd missed most of the interview. I tried to watch them, maybe pick up some tactics.

[reynard]

(( I honestly don't know what to post for Blake at the moment, as they are just waiting XD ))

[Aven]

(Lulz, okay XP)

[lycr]

Mimosa Tanager
|District 10|Female|Age 18

Now, self. Mimosa chided. Back straight, smile, and don’t bite your nails! Look at that District 1 girl’s posture and that District 2 girl’s poise- not everyone could forget that they were on national television so easily, and should be sitting like a true lady-everyone at home is watching you right now, don’t fail and lose yourself now- But then again, Mimosa was never much of a true lady. As a young girl, she would fidget, bite her nails to the flesh, and giggle at the most inappropriate times. She would run, jump, and play basketball with a badly-produced rubber ball she purchased from the nearest sporting store in that little basket she used to collect oats for her ponies-essentially her babies. She was an outsider, a girl who preferred writing stories to socializing. A girl who loved to compare object x to object y without a second thought. A pushy, determined girl, too. Mimosa definitely wasn’t much of a lady-till that soulmate of hers showed up. That’s it; pretend that Paisley Finch is sitting right next to her now-smile and pretend that you’re happy-

Forcing a tight-lipped smile onto her too heavily-and bordering uncomfortable made-up face, Mimosa squinted at her leather wedding gown, tugging at it in slight distress and chewing at her lip-although she was from a heavily leather-oriented district, she was never much of a leather wearer herself, preferring cotton and slightly more...natural fabrics, not that she could normally afford leather. It was making her hands sweat, and now they were more cold and clammy than anything else. Mimosa guessed she tuned out for the most part, knowing and doing the math here-that she’ll be waiting for about eighteen more tributes and their charm, wittiness, or lovability appeal. But then the star-crossed lovers approach-Mimosa did a double-take. Only a few people-like that unfortunate couple last year district 5-attempted that double-stunt, complete with fake acting. But this one actually looked quite genuine-how unfortunate-that would only mean that they are more than willing to kill for each other, added to the copious amounts of alliances that these Games produced already-no doubt that some sponsors of the District 1 couple are shaking their heads in disgust and holding on to their money, while others are madly whooping and cheering for the prospect of love in a death game like this one-she could just visualize it now-

“...ow...”

Mimosa didn’t even notice that she bit her own tongue as she attempted to think out the whole process, and now as she breathlessly waited for more interviews to roll by, she at least made a poor attempt of acting generally more...ladylike- her eyes slightly twitching in discomfort.

[gloaming]

Adrian nodded. "Look I don't regret it. I care about you and don't give a damn about who knows. I just didn't want you to regret it."

[reynard]

Alou looked at him sharply. 'And I don't regret it. I don't giving a flying care what everyone else needs to think. I am happy. I know how to protect myself. I am not some innocent little girl to run around without thinking. I am seventeen years old Adrian, even if it only looks like I am thirteen.' She snapped at him, but instantly was sorry she was so harsh. 'Sorry. Caught me when I was thinking. Got a bit snappy.'

[k i n g]

(Poir, poor Cecil XD RP SPOILER!!: He'll refuse to train them, because he thinks they're as good as dead. Real supportive... Lol)

[reynard]

(( Alou may kick his a**, considering she wants a knife trainer. Spoiler:: He is going to get screamed at. XD ))

[k i n g]

(I love playing mentally unstable characters... XD)

[reynard]

(( And I like playing the B*tches. =D ))