Let The 74th Hunger Games Begin!||1x1 With Myself and Dial||

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Katniss clenched her fist and stood, pushing her chair back so hard it rammed against the wall. "Not hungry." She said curtly and walked with long strides to her room, flopping down on the bed. She opened the palm of her hand and gazed at the mocking jay pin with vacant eyes. She closed her eyes and closed her palm. She raised her eyes and paced around the room. She finally sighed and walked into the shower. They would arrive to the Capitol soon, SO she might as well get clean. She looked at all the different nozzles before choosing a simple one.

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Peeta watched her leave and laid his fork on the table. "Me neither. " He muttered and went to his room. There he sat on the edge of the bed, deep in thought. Soon his back began to ache and he noticed his weariness. Slowly he stood and arched his back. Peeta walked to the window and saw the faint lights of a District. Probably District 4 or 3. Then he sighed and shook his head before taking a shower.

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Katniss stepped out of the shower, running her fingers through her tangles. Steam rolled off her olive-colored skin. She strode out of the bathroom and into her bedroom, holding a towel around herself. She stood in front of the wardrobe, frowning at the bright colors. Who wears this stuff? She finally decided on a simple green blouse and dark grey caprees, wiggling so they settled against her skin. She pulled her hair into a simple braid that hung out down her back.

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Peeta ran his fingers through his hair to shift it into place. Then he sat on the edge of the bed and watched the terrain zoom by, harder to see now that it had gotten dark. It wouldn't be long until he was in the Capitol. It also wouldn't be long until he was in the Arena. The thought made his shiver, even though the room was fairly warm.

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Katniss's eyes flickered as she looked out the window. "We're here.." She mumbled quietly, pointing the direction of her voice toward Peeta. Her eyes remained emotionless, but inside she was screaming and rolling around the floor like a child. She dreadd her certain death. But she didn't regret taking Prim's spot. Not for one moment. At the thought, she raised her chin. She took deep breaths, smoothed her braid against her back, and blinked slowly.

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(My brother is having a baby and we aren't sure when she is going to come. If I disappear, that's why. I'll get on as soon as I can afterward.)

Peeta had shifted his gaze from the window and was watching an Avox, but quickly looked back to the large paned window when she spoke. Then he looked over at Katniss. She looked like all this was just a normal day for her. It would have convinced most people, but not someone who watched her everyday. Peeta wanted to say something but he was unsure of what to say. So he just looked at the bright lights of the Capitol getting closer.

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(aww! Congratulations!)
Katniss felt the feeling that eyes were upon her. She was used to this feeling, especially when she was around birds and squirrels so often. But this; this was different. These were people eyes. She swiveled her head to the right, eyes landing on Peeta. She met his eyes for a short moment, studying his emotions. She finally tore her eyes away and leaned back in her chair, studying the bold lights. Pinks, oranges, yellows, none of the normal everyday white lights you see around District 12. Only the wealthiest of the District usually had light bulbs. She folded one leg over the other and folded her hands in her lap, watching the Capitol wave at them with their twig-like arms.

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Effie came into the cart and squealed like a little kid. "Ooh! Look there's Althea! She is the best cook in the Capitol!" She looked around at the crowd. "It looks like everyone is here!" Then she started naming off and pointing to some of her closest friends, the people she hated, even her personal stylist.

Peeta stood up and walked to the window. He saw a few people scream his name and wave. A smile spread across his lips. He raised his arm and waved. At first he was a little hesitant, then he loved it. "Come on, Katniss." Peeta looked at her, then turned quickly back to the window.

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Katniss scowled when he tried to call her over. Why would she want to greet the people whom were excited for her death? She crossed her arms over her chest and stood well away from the window; away from the cheering crowd. She stared into the distance, her scowl deepening.

Haymitch walked over and rested an elbow on Katniss's shoulder. "You know, Peeta's doing the right thing. Doing that with the crowd is bound to get you a few helpers."

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Peeta heard what Haymitch said, but ignored it. Just because he was charming the crowd did not mean he was going to win. He would have to charm the tributes if that was to happen. He enjoyed the chance to see the Capitol people. All his life he had heard stories of them, and even caught glimpses of them from the previous Games, but never had he seen a Capitol person, besides Effie, this close before. They were...strange, but then again, he was probably strange to them.