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Elspeth
I barley recognize the feeling of Will near me, and I slip in and out of consciousness. In my last breath, I open my eyes. "Thank you.." I rasp softly. "For being my ally." My eyes flutter closed and I slip into darkness for the last time.

Paul
I run to Christina. "Christina... Christina..." I murmur and kneel down by her. She is covered in blood, but I embrace her anyway. "Are you okay? You can't die... You can't..." I say desperately.

[Toma.]

Jace Lee: District 1
Jace looked up at Ruby, listening as she spoke. However, what she said didn't bug him. He didn't move as she walked around him and grabbed his arm, twisting it back around behind his back. He let out a cry of pain as the dagger dug into his skin more after he moved. "What is your point here? If you're going to kill me, do it." He grunted with a clenched jaw, his nose flaring from the pain again. "My parents knew I was dead the second I was born, anyway." He added quickly, hoping the girl was going to end this quickly. "What's your name anyway?" He asked, wanting to know the name of the tribute who killed him before he died.

[jet pack blues]

{ Ruby }
{ district one. } | { sixteen. } | { tagged; xxx. }

"Whatever you say, darling," she laughed, raising her arm once more to kill the boy. She wondered which would hurt worse - his liver with a slight twist, or multiple jabs to his lungs? Ruby decided on both, but held her arm in midair as he began speaking again. She could not believe her ears. She scoffed, bringing her knife back into Jace's freshly made wound. Ruby jerked his arm roughly, turning him to face her. "What the hell is wrong with you, Jace?" she hissed, a look of obvious disgust on her face. How could anyone love her, try to kill her, and then act as though they didn't even know her name? If her one and only knife wasn't sticking out of his shoulder right now, she would have slashed him for it. Then, a horrifying thought creeped over her. She took his head in her hands, shaking him roughly. "Jace, you know my name. What's my name?" she commanded in a quavering voice. "Jace, say my name!"

[Toma.]

Jace Lee: District 1

Jace let out another cry as she twisted his arm roughly. After she spoke, he took a second to speak. "I don't know you!" He yelled at her, tearing away from her grip and quickly grabbing his dagger, holding it up between himself and the girl. He slowly stood and watched her closely, as well as the boy out of the side of his eye. "I don't know who you are, but you don't know me. Neither of you do." He spoke firmly, backing up to where he could see the two tributes in front of himself. Keeping his right arm propped up against his bloody shirt and chest, he continued to back away, keeping his eyes on the two of them. "You don't know me." He repeated.

[jet pack blues]

{ Ruby }
{ district one. } | { sixteen. } | { tagged; xxx. }

Ruby didn't want to believe her theory at first. She didn't, up until the moment she noticed that Jace had genuinely forgotten her name. She looked at him blankly, wondering if he would have attacked her if it hadn't been for his loss of memory. She took a step towards him, her mind racing as she tried to sort this out. The day of the parade. Jace had acted out and got dragged away by the peace keepers. Ruby didn't see him until the next day, and even then he wouldn't tell her what had happened to him. She glanced up, noticing Mason was there as well. "Ruby," she said calmly. This Jace was liable to attack at any second if they weren't careful. "My name is Ruby and I'm from District One, just like you, Jace." She turned to look at Mason. "That's my friend, Mason. He's from District Nine. I promise you know us. You just have to think." Though it wasn't evident, a keen ear could hear just a hint of pleading on Ruby's voice. She wanted more than anything for what she thought true to not be so. "My name is Ruby," she repeated in a smooth, relaxing tone as she tried to get him thinking.

[Toma.]

Jace Lee: District 1

Jace shook his head and raised the dagger quickly, ready to throw it. "Stop!" He yelled at her, his mind hurting from trying to remember but not being able to. "I don't know you. Don't lie to me. My district tribute partner died the first night. You don't know me. Leave me be." He spoke firmly, the dagger still aimed to her. She couldn't have been telling the truth. She had tried to kill him, tracked him in the forest to do so. She thought his father was still alive. She wasn't allied with any careers. All of it just didn't make sense to him. His head throbbed from the cuts, tumbling down the hill, as well as trying to remember things he didn't believe to be true. "You know nothing about me. Don't come near me."

[jet pack blues]

{ Ruby }
{ district one. } | { sixteen. } | { tagged; xxx. }

Ruby took another step closer to him, his dagger merely inches away from her flesh. She raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms over her chest. How could he forget? She had to make him remember. She had to make him not forget... A sheen glazed over her eyes. Was it tears or just the light, nobody would ever know except for Ruby. "You don't have the heart," she snapped at him, her voice cracking towards the end. The Capitol had to have something to do with this. Something to do to use against her, or to be able to control Jace. Whatever it was, Ruby still hadn't quite laid a finger on it.

[GoldleafOG]

Mason pulled an arrow beck on his bow, watching Jace, "Put the dagger down." He said, voice tense and strained. He wasn't scared, but he really wasn't a good shot at the moment. He could accidentally hit Ruby. Blood was still dripping down his arm and you could see the strain it took to hold the arrow back.

[Toma.]

Jace Lee: District 1

Jace stepped towards Ruby quickly and turned her around, placing his dagger against her throat. He hadn't cut her yet, but he had no reason not to kill her in his mind. "Try me." He snapped, keeping Ruby's head still against his chest as he glared at Mason carefully. At this point now, he was no longer interested in talking. Once a weapon is pulled on him, reasoning is out of the picture. He locked his jaw tightly, pain flowing through him already as he held Ruby still.

[GoldleafOG]

Mason tensed his grip on the bow, quivering lightly. He started Jace dead in the eye. He could kill him. He could let that arrow fly right to his head right now. He had the power.

(I want to...
do I have permission?)