~ The Hunger Games ~ DISTRICTS 3, 5, 6, AND 9 TRIBUTES OPEN!

[Ayato ototochan]

Max decided to wander the train he walked to district 11s car and saw a girl all by her self slipping out of the car he did not want to intrude on her so he just backed away his swollen jaw hurt him so much that he thought pain was in his eyes and he did not want anyone to see the pain so he walked back to his car and whent to a freezer and took out a bag of ice and put it on his jaw and sat on his bed

[Ayato ototochan]

I will RP with you PresidentSnowH8er if u want:) all max is doing is icing his jaw in his car:)

[Azmeril]

Selina
I awoke in the middle of the night, damped in sweat, all alone. I hadn't eaten much at dinner and now I was starving, so I got out of bed and walked along the dark train hallway to find some capitol attendant to make me some hot toast. I heard someone up ahead and quickened my pace, thinking of a warm meal to soothe my thoughts from the recent nightmare. Somehow, I tripped, landing on my back, all the wind knocked out of me. I tried to yell for help but I couldn't find any air. Suddenly the footsteps from before echoed loudly near my head and I saw not a capitol attendant but another tribute gazing down at me. Water, I silently begged.

[raining-pouring]

Kale
In a moment the smug grin was gone, his muscles were tensed, and he was on his feet. Kale glared domineeringly down at the girl, his hands in fists. You could see the fire in his amber eyes, fueled by nothing but pure spite. In one stride he was face-to-face with the girl, his knuckles white as he lifted them above his head, intending to strike. "You little," he growled, nostrils flaring. Suddenly a cabin door behind them swung open, and out rushed a disgruntled Emyrellia. "What is the meaning of this!" She shrieked, throwing her arms in the air as she waddled towards them (her dress was to tight to walk properly). Kale couldn't contain his anger, despite the continuous pleas to stop from his stylist. His ears were pounding as he waited, fist waiting to strike, pondering what the consequences of his actions would be. He didn't hear anything, see anything, except her face. He would enjoy smashing her skull in. But not now, he would try to control himself, save it so the crowd could see in the arena. He took a step back and lowered his arm, eyes narrowed. "Get... out..." He said through clenched jaws to the girl.

[Ayato ototochan]

Max just pit the ice back in the freezer. He walked over to the district 11 car to find a boy he looked through the window and saw the boy staring off into space he knocked softly

[haitus]

{Azmeril, my character's going to find yours! K?}

[Azmeril]

(OK!)

[raining-pouring]

{May be spaced... experimenting with a milkmaid braid. It's so purdy. ;u;}

[haitus]

Robin
Robin stepped back alarmed. He was clearly not a person to be messed with. She backed up against the wall, inching her way to the door, when a capitol woman flung the door open nearly hitting her in the face. "What is the meaning of this?!?!?!?!?!?!!?"She shrieked waddling up to the boy. The boy glared at her and then Robin. He told her to get out, but the look in his eyes was enough to convince her. She backed out into another cart and walked passed another tributes door. It was dark inside and she thought she heard crying. "Hello?"

[pep]

{ Any tributes open to roleplay with mine, Joelle? She's in the District five car. }