-The Hunger Games- 1x1 .:Doll:.&ȶɦɛ ƈʀʏ օʄ ֆɨʟɛռƈɛ

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Calcifer had been tensed up, afraid of how Skye would respond. Just as he thought he shouldn't have done that, he felt Skye's arms wrap around his neck. His shoulders relaxed immediately, the relief washing over him like a wave brushing against the shore. He didn't care that the cameras were on them.. He probably no longer noticed that they were even there. His focus was entirely on Skye..
He wrapped an arm around her waist while his other hand stroked the side of her face delicately, being as gentle as could be. He couldn't believe what was happening at the current moment. It was making his heart soar in his chest, beating against his sternum powerfully. What he'd give to just be able to stand there like that with Skye, her arms around his neck..
He heard the announcer again, and this time, he was broken from his trance. Yes, he didn't want to pull away, but he didn't want to have the risk of having to deal with some other issues that may come if they kept standing there together. After a few moments, Calcifer at last managed to pull his lips from hers, his eyes vibrant as he looked at her, his lips curling up into a small smile. "We better get out of here...." He murmured just as he pulled them out of the training room, knowing that the tributes would slowly start to go in there one by one to get their score and such.. No need to have them see him and Skye..
Once out of the training room, Calcifer could feel the heat rising to his face, blinking slowly as he recalled what happened.. They kissed.. The cameras were on them.. The entire Capitol probably saw them.. Calcifer hoped that none of the tributes got to see them.. He looked up just as another announcement came on, saying that all tribute must meet with their mentors and stylists immediately. He frowned a bit, a hint of color still on his face as he looked at Skye almost in a coy way. "Erm.. Good luck, Skye..." He murmured before he kissed her once more, stroking her cheek with his thumb before smiling at her, starting to walk back to his room, where his mentor and stylist were waiting for him...


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Skye frowned when he had pulled away, but just a little, she was so happy... She felt like she could do anything... So she walked off to her stylist, and mentor, who already knew very well what had happened with her and Calcifer... The stylist was asking question after question, while the mentor just didn't seem to care at all.... She walked off with her stylist, getting her clothes on for the training.
She walked down to the room where they would be training when it was her turn to show the game-makers what she could do.
Of course, a lot watched, while a few of the others drank and ate the food happily. She sighed, and just threw the knifes, every single one hitting and then climbed up the ropes they had in record times.
They didn't seem to care much, a few seemed impressed while the other just ate and talked, ignoring her. She knew it would be worse for Calcifer...
They probably would pay little attention to him...
This made her feel bad, so she gave them a show, just for him, even though her mentor told her not to do anything that might get her too much attention.
She did anyway, so maybe they would pay better attention to the other tributes too?
Hopefully...
She left quietly after being dismissed.

-Its fine xD sorry for the slow reply xP-

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After dealing with his mentor and stylist, who didn't even question him about what happened with him and Skye because they knew well-enough that if he got irritated they would get hurt, Calcifer at last was free to go and change into the clothing that his stylist had picked out for him.. The clothes showed off the muscle lining Calcifer's arms and torso, making them vivid as though he weren't wearing a shirt at all but in truth he was wearing a white short sleeved shirt that just made his muscles visible.
He sighed when it was at last his turn to get out there, Calcifer strode out to the training room where axes and heavy metal balls and combat dummies were set up. He could see that most of the game-makers were eating, not even noticing that he strode in, but a few of them immediately watched since they knew that Calcifer was the biggest of all the tributes. Muttering a curse under his breath, Calcifer took one of the heavy weighed balls, about three hundred pounds, and he lifted it up, throwing it over his shoulder and onto one of the targets, the ball smashing them as it struck. Half of the game-makers were watching, sort of impressed.
He then went over to the combat dummy, and did what he was suppose to do: whoop its butt as though it was a real thing. He got in some horrendously powerful punches that made the sounds of impact ring throughout the room, and as a finish with the combat dummy, he grasped its head and twisted it, ripping it clean off. He then took the axes and threw them all except for one, holding that one in his hand while the other ones hit their target's dead center.. He looked up and saw that none of the game-makers were watching. He growled irritably, aiming at the small photo frame that was in the center of them all. With all his strength, he threw the ax, and it thudded right onto the photo. All the game-makers were stunned, some of them even crying out in fright. They all turned their attention to him immediately, only to see him glaring at them.
"You all have a fabulous attention span! I'm impressed that you can watch an entire performance. I hope you all have a nice evening." Calcifer growled at them lowly before he quickly made his way out of the room, knowing that his mentor and stylist were going to scold him... And they so did. Growling irritably, Calcifer sat down where the girl from his district was while his stylist blew off on him, but his mentor was quite impressed with Calcifer's display of aggression.. Calcifer ignored them both, instead giving a low mutter as he looked away... That was wonderful... Soon the scores would be showing up.

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-I just did the tributes im playing for scoring xD u can do urs if u want lolz-

Skye was now nervous, for the first time about the scores. The funny thing was, she wasnt at all afraid, or nervous about her own scores. But about Calcifer's. She sat down eagerly waiting for the scores, to see what Calcifer made, to show up.
Every Word the TV said, she ignored. 'District 1- 10; District 2- 7; District 3- 6; District 4- 10; Distrcit 5- 7; District 6- 3...
She didn't even hear her own score, but heard the other congratulating her on it...
She didn't even care.
Skye just sat watching the television, waiting for Calcifer's District...

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Calcifer sighed heavily as he looked up at the screen, looking at the scores for all the first six Districts.. He saw that Skye had gotten a score of 10 and smiled, glad that she got a great score.. But now it was going to show the score he had gotten... He couldn't help but dread what he had gotten. Hell, he threw an ax right at the Game-Makers! He doubted he would get any sort of good score. He frowned and looked at the screen, tensing up to see what he got..

District 7: 12
District 8: 10
District 9: 7
District 10: 6
District 11: 11
District 12: 3

Calcifer blinked slowly as he saw his score. Okay, he definitely read it wrong! How could he possibly have a score of 12 if he almost chopped the head off of one of the Game-Makers?! Calcifer blinked then brushed it off, deciding that the score was just a score, nothing important.. He was just afraid that his stylist and mentor would go insane on him if he got a low score. Right now, they seemed very, very happy. He simply looked to the side, longing to see Skye again.. Would he be able to see her before the Games?

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Skye felt her heart stop when she read Calcifer's score. she smiled wide, clearly excited. She jumped up, having a plan enter her mind quickly. She grabbed one of the Avox girls arm and pulled her off. Everyone watched her leave curious as to what she was doing.
She wrote on a small note, and handed it to the Avox girl, ordering her to bring it to Calcifer, the boy tribute from 7. On the note it read.

"Meet me on the rooftop tonight, at 9:00
-Skye"

She had smiled when the Avox girl had obeyed so easily, as if she was afraid she would get in more trouble... Sky was putting her in great danger...
And she knew it. She only felt guilt, not at all wanting to put Anyone in danger at all.
But Calcifer...
She had to see him again. She knew the cameras were on her, and had probably seen the note, she knew she was constantly being watched no matter where she went...

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Calcifer could feel his mentor petting him in the back, grinning as he boasted about how he stood the best chance in the Games than the other tributes, making Calcifer roll his eyes. Okay, maybe he enjoyed getting praised at first, but now it was going over the limit. He leaned back into his seat just as an Avox walked into the room, handing him a little piece of paper.. A note. He blinked slowly, took the note, then read it.. When he saw that it was from Skye, his heart probably skipped a beat or two.. Maybe even three. Calcifer put the note into his pocket before his mentor or stylist could read it, though it didn't matter much really, and smiled at the Avox, giving her a nod of thanks.
He soon rose to his feet and brushed himself off, telling his mentor and stylist that he was going to go back to his room, maybe get something to eat. They stared at him for a few moments before his mentor finally waved him off with a smirk. Calcifer blinked at his mentor before striding out of the room and into his own, grabbing a little roll of bread as a quick snack. Just moments ago he had been exhausted, but now he was buzzing with energy, clearly excited for it to be nine o'clock. He didn't give a damn if the cameras would be watching them. As long as he got to be with Skye, he didn't care about anything else in the world.

Until 9 o'clock came, Calcifer had been laying in his bed, watching the clock intently. After what felt like an eternity, he saw that it was 8:50.. At last, he decided that he would be able to go head to the rooftop now. Nothing wrong with being there early, right? He leaped up from his bed, running a hand through his hair as he pulled on one of his sweaters, taking a quick swing from a water bottle before he walked on out of his room, going up onto the rooftop where he would see Skye..
After going up on one of those Capitol elevators, he strode out to the rooftop, where the cool air blew against him gently, making him glad that he took one of the sweaters that his stylist prepared for him if he ever was going to go outside. He walked over to the railing of the roof and looked over at the Capitol, blinking slowly. Hell. It was a big place... Calcifer shook his head to clear his thoughts and waited for Skye, excited for her arrival.

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Skye felt her heart racing as she ran up the stairs, she hadn't brought a jacket and regretted it as soon as she had opened the door, it was exactly nine O-clock. She would have been earlier but she had been stopped by her stylist who had asked so many questions...
She sighed and let out a breath as she looked around outside. The cold air gave her goosebumps and the ability to see her own breath. She walked around for a few moments, looking for him, as soon as she found the boy she had fallen for. She ran to him, small footsteps could be heard.
She had latched onto him in a hug and smiled wide, hugging him from behind. "Youre waayyy too tall," She said smiling wide and letting go. She could feel butterflys in her stomach as she looked up at him. Her heart pounding as she stood beside him...
She looked up at him, he looked amazing in the lights of the Capitol... She looked down at them, knowing there would be cameras on them at all times now that people knew that they were together. Everyone but the tributes seemed to know about it...
And she knew why.... They were saving that bit of information for the interviews tomorrow... She sighed and looked out over the city, looking at all the colours. They seemed unreal, the pinks were to bright to be from nature, the greens to green and the blues... Oh Lord the colour blue. They had come up with every single shade they possibly could...
It was all so... Fake... It amazed her how the cameras couldn't catch every bit of the magnificence, it made her wonder why? Made her wonder... If they could show everything that went on in the capitol, if they could capture everything... Why didn't they?

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Calcifer stood there peacefully, silently gazing out into the city, observing the lustrous lights that made him squint a bit. So bright.. Compared to the woods of District 7, the Capitol was like a sun.. You could probably read a book out here in such bright light! Calcifer then heard small footsteps, and they could only belong to one person.. He smiled as he felt Skye latch on to him, hugging him from behind which almost made him jump in surprise. If he hadn't heard her little footsteps, he probably would have been surprised. At her words, Calcifer gave a chuckle. "No.. You're just waaaay too short!" He told her teasingly as he smiled down at her as she stood beside him.
His heart fluttered in his chest as he smiled, looking out at the extremely bright lights of the Capitol. They were very, very bright.. Back in District 7 the lights never got this bright.. Calcifer missed the pine trees and the woods.. He wasn't made to be in a city at all. He was just the average woodsman from District 7, stuck in a city where he didn't fit in that well. Oh well. At least he had met the one girl that he cared strongly for and fell for...
Today there was scoring, and tomorrow there was going to be the interviews.. And no doubt about it, they were going to be asking him and Skye about their little.. "display of affection". Calcifer let out a breath, wondering what sort of questions he'll be asked.. He just knows that he'll have to make those people like him to get sponsors and such.. He hoped he'll do well and that the people won't irritate him in anyway before the Games..
"It's so bright.. On TV it didn't look as bright as it is right now.." He said as he squinted his eyes a bit, the lights of the Capitol becoming rather bright at some moments. He had seen the Capitol on TV, but never this bright.. He didn't think it'd be this bright! Sure, it was pretty, but.. Yeah.
Calcifer soon noticed that Skye didn't bring a jacket along with herself, and when he saw her goosebumps and her breath fogging up in the air, he immediately pulled his sweater off and draped it on her shoulders, smiling as he wrapped his arm around her gently. The cold didn't bother him much, mainly because he usually worked out in the more mountainous part of District 7 where it was harder to get lumber.. He figured Skye needed the sweater more than he did.

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Skye smiled at calcifer when he out the jacket around her shoulders. She sat down and sighed... Wondering so many things, she had never been thinking so hard about such pointless things before. She held calcifers hand and looked out at the city.
She looked over at him. "Calcifer... What's it like in district seven?" she asked and leaned her head on his shoulder when he had sat down with her. She smiled at all those little people down below, finding it amusing how they celebrated.
Skye missed being back home, she missed being by the water with Aaron... They would be going back home by now... And Marcus, god she missed him... She was like a sister to him and he was like a brother to her. She then remembered. The scores....
"Wait... How'd you get a score of Twelve? They barely paid any attention to me," she said and then smirked teasingly. "Did you cheat?" she said teasingly, poking him in the arm and giving him that sweet smile he had seen so many times before.