Return- Hunger Games RP Needs MEMS!

[Moved </3 D:]

"Really? I'm sorry." James murmured, glancing up at Liza. "I have a younger sister, and an older brother."

( Yep, pretty much. They haven't done anything but Talk. Liza and Antez did more then what their doing right now.... O.o )

[SpreadingDread]

"Let's hope they dont get reaped in." Liza said. "My two older brothers were killed at 16 because of the games. I'm 16 and I got reaped in." She said. "I hope the same doesnt happen to my sisters." She said.

[Moved </3 D:]

"I'm sorry." James murmured again, touching Liza's hand. He wanted to comfort her, to help ease her pain, but he couldn't. "My older brother is 18, and my younger sister is 13." He murmured, his grey/brown eyes looking into Liza's eyes.

[SpreadingDread]

Liza held his hand. "I blame Mina." She said. She squeezed his hand, letting him know she was fine, that the pain had long since past. "I was 3 when the first one left, and 6 when the other one did."

[Moved </3 D:]

James nodded sullenly, his grey/brown gaze soft and sorrowful. "I hate Mina, and blame her too. She'll die, and pay for everything she's done." His voice was threatening, and held a bitter edge.

[SpreadingDread]

"I plan on carreying that out." Liza said. She looked into his eyes, searching for any pain.

[Moved </3 D:]

James heaved a sigh, and stood, releasing Liza's hand. "I'm going to bed. See you in the morning." He murmured, managing a weak smile. It faded as soon as it was there.

( Good night. )

[SpreadingDread]

"See ya." Liza said, standing up, dropping his hand and walking out. She waved as she closed the door. She heard pounding in the room across from her own. Antez. She ran to the door and opened it. She saw him hitting the wall. She pulled his bloody fists away from the wall and held his arms nice and firm. "What are you doing?"

[puppyeyez94]

Sayla saw a couple of people, Liza and Antez, and wondering what they were doing. "What's happening?" she called to them quietly, slowly walking towards them.

[Moved </3 D:]

( They're in Antez's room. )

James buried his face in his pillows, trying to hold back the tears. He almost knew for cetrain that Liza moved right on from him, to Antez. Why should he care? The question rang around in his mind until he stood once more, his tousled curly hair falling over his brown/grey eyes. He shouldn't care....but for some reason, he did...