It's Different This Year... ~ A Hunger Games Role Play ~ Ope

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"What!? NO! WHY WOULD YOU SAY SOMETHING LIKE THAT!?" Atomique shouts, standing up and stomping her foot on the marble floor.

"I am not scared! If you don't want to join the Careers, how can I COPE with the Tributes from ONE!? They are... ugh, they're freakin' narcissist! Always in the matter of being perfect and pretty! It makes me SICK!!!" she adds, throwing a childish tantrum. The eighteen-year old girl huffed and folds her arms, looking not at Zaire.

"So you're coming with me whether you like it, or NOT!" shouted the ice blonde, pressing her sole to the floor.

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Zaire

"And if I don't?" I asked calmly. "What then?"
I smiled slightly at her childish tantrum. It was quite funny to watch an eighteen year old act like a two year old, in a way I couldn't quite place. She was clearly stubborn, a trait which could both kill and save lives. With a small smile, I couldn't help but wonder which one it would be in her case.

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"Uh! I'll stalk you and kidnap you. Easy." Atomique mutters, her back facing Zaire, still folding her arms, she fixed her blazer and then progressed towards the dining table.

"And I'll make sure the Careers will search for you too." she resumes while pouring an odd-colored drink in a tall and curvy glass. Atomique lifts the goblet and sips the liquid inside it. She exhales and then descends herself on the dining chair, putting her feet on the marble table.

"Seriously. You've trained in the Training Centre, am I not correct...? You've skills of your own, you'll be a useful companion for the Careers... to assist us, and to dissolve the narcissist aura the Tributes from One emanates... maybe you'll be the Victor." Atomique mutters, changing topic easily.

"... you want an escape, do you? Do... do you miss home...?"

It is visible that Atomique is suffering from heavy homesickness, actually, deep down...

She is afraid.

(WAHHH gotta go byeee! Thanks for RPing with me! XD)

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((See ya!))

Zaire

"Stalk me and kidnap me? Sure..." I smiled, with a small laugh."And let me know if I ever even slightly fear the careers..."
"And, I might of trained here but, unlike most of the district twos, I didn't train back at home. I just refused to. I got into trouble with a peacekeeper just before the games, who then banned male volunteers for that year, and, I'm stuck here."
"And as for missing home, if our home was a place worth living, maybe I'd miss it a little. As it is, I have no intentions of surviving the games and returning to that hell hole, so all facts considered, there is a very low chance I'll be joining the careers, thank you very much."
I looked at Atomique closely.
"Unlike you, though." I added. "You want to go back, don't you? Escape the Capitol and continue your life in District two. You're scared you'll lose, aren't you?"

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Atomique gasps, she turns her vision to Zaire and then puts the glass on the table.

".... n-n...." her mouth pausing to say 'no', a visible lie.

Atomique stays silent, Zaire now knows the truth, she's afraid, she is afraid to die.

Flashback:

A blunt force smashes the sixteen-year-old Atomique on the tendrils of the Cornucopia as red streaks of blood painted the steel protrusion. The girl's eyes are streaming with tears as the female Career smashes her back once more. The female from One smacks her elbow on Atomique's nose, breaking it. Atomique is severely holding her exposed wound on her hip, caused by the girl's sword.

"Die..." is all the girl said, before striking her sword towards Atomique, fortunately the girl from Two avoids the jab and throws a rock at her opponent, the rock strikes the girl's temple quickly yet surely, a sharp shining sickle came flying towards the Tribute from One, targeting right at her heart.

.....

"The Victor... Atomique Radiaccion."

A loud scream and a stream of tears gushes out from Atomique.

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Zaire

I raised an eyebrow.
"You're allowed to be afraid, you know. It's what keeps you alive. I'm certain all the tributes are afraid, maybe with the exception of District one. It'll be a useful asset, trust me."
It sounded like pretty average information, but it might help. Then again, Atomique had done this before. She didn't need me to tell her what'd keep her alive. But that said, she technically won by the skin of her teeth. That last fight with the girl from One was probably extremely traumatic. In fact, the whole hunger games was probably a traumatic experience. So there were more layers to this tough bad-girl than met the eye... Interesting...

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Atomique gasp in surprise, she gazes at Zaire for a while, and, Atomique shows the rarest thing she owns.

A smile.

Her first genuine smile since forever.

"If that is so.... thank you...." said the blonde, with a smile full of comfort and appreciation.

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Roan smiled at him for a moment then turned and headed off in the direction of a store.
(Oh my gosh I have the best Idea for if they run into one of Jaylon's dad's personal flying monkeys.)

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((Flying monkeys... Interesting termanology...))

Jaylon

I followed her, hands in the pockets of my jeans. It had been an effort convincing my dad to let me wear jeans to the interviews. I smiled as I realised the interviews were probably over, and I was still out. I also then realised that, of I was missing, an awful lot of people would be getting paid a lot of money to look for me. I self consciously pulled my hood down lower. I really hoped no one would spot me...

Zaire

I smiled back, almost surprised at the gentleness of her smile.
"No problem. It's just general knowledge, if you're willing to accept it." I replied, being a little less cynical and blunt than before.

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Atomique smiles back, she sighs and then yawns, thinking about the Arena.

"The Arena... what will it look like...?" she thought loudly, sipping the liquid inside the glass back.

Atomique then thinks about the other Careers, the one from the first District and Zaire, although he refused, it's not like Atomique will let him off the hook, right?