🦋 The 20th Hunger Games ➵ Victor: Penny

[honeybee.]

Caspia Searobin | District 4 | Location: Cafeteria | Tags: Killick, Edmund
Caspia had returned from her private session with a wide smile on her face and she'd spent all evening buzzing in excitement to hear their training scores. Throughout dinner she'd gone for all the traditional District 4 foods and finally they'd sat down in front of the television, Caspia leaning forward with anticipation. First, a 10 for Eden and a 9 for Madeline, both excellent scores. Then, an 11 for Chaska and another 9 for Gloria.
"I'm not surprised but Chaska's score is amazing!" She commented eagerly during the break provided by the District 3 tributes scores. "I wonder if he did something cool in the Gamemaker session."
She shut up again to listen to their own scores, grinning at Killick when his score of 10 was announced and then bouncing once in her seat when 11 flashed up on screen.
"Killick! We did so good!" She cried excitedly. Half of her was still trying to pay attention to the other tributes training scores, it was probably wise to know which tributes were the worst threats, but the rest of her was busy being excited. Sharnaz and Sienna, that girl Eden had been speaking to, seemed to be the strongest non-careers, their scores just falling lower than Madeline and Gloria's. She snorted at the final score, Reyna's. The rude girl had got exactly what she was deserved.

Now the final tune of Panem's anthem rang out to close the training scores and Caspia turned again to look at her District partner and mentor. Edmund seemed to have been so excited he'd knocked his glasses wonky. He'd been the honourable victor of the 6th games, so having him get excited for them was wonderful. He asked them what they did in their private sessions and Caspia shrugged, though her face was still glowing.
"I just asked the strongest looking trainer to spar with me. It was pretty fun actually, they were really good!"
She hadn't been expecting such a high score, Caspia had just wanted to show off doing her favourite thing - sparring. She wondered what her family and friends back home were thinking now. No doubt her best friend, Kari, was jumping around and talking a mile-a-minute as she usually did whenever something exciting happened.
She looked to Killick now, interested in what went down in his own training session.

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Felix Prestman | District 12 | Location: Cafeteria | Tags: Maverick
Felix had spent the evening feeling slightly queasy. He had been surprised at how much he'd enjoyed the 3 days of training, learning new skills with Penny. He had continued to steer clear from all the weaponry stations but the survival stations had been helpful, and at least he'd learnt some stuff. Problem was that now that was all over. There would be no more training. The next time he would see Penny, if he saw Penny again, was in The Games where they'd be under the constant threat of death. Nothing was going to be the same, and now he was sat waiting to see how terribly the Gamemakers thought he'd do in the game.

The first scores were the Careers and they were terrifyingly high. There were a few non-Careers with pretty high scores too. When Penny was revealed to have scored a 6 his anxious expression dissolved into a small smile. Above average! He couldn't say he was too surprised, the District 8 girl was incredible - the way she'd picked up knife-throwing and all those other skills so quickly. At least one of them wasn't completely useless.

He continued to watch until finally it was his turn. His mouth fell partially open when his score was revealed to be a 6 too. All he'd done in the private sessions was go through a few of the survival skills stations, focusing mainly on the First Aid one. Without any fighting skills he had been sure he'd score poorly but it seemed the Gamemakers had liked him. He wished Penny was here instead of Reyna so he could congratulate her and share his happiness over their shared score. That thought was only reinforced by the sound of a slap.

"Oh.." He winced, having looked up and saw Reyna's 1. She clearly wasn't too happy with that, destroying everything she could get her hands on before finally stomping off to her room. Felix couldn't pretend that he felt sorry for her, she hadn't said a pleasant word to him this entire time. He gave Maverick an uneasy smile of sympathy - that slap had sounded painful. His mentor congratulated him with a grin before asking him to make a promise. Felix wasn't entirely sure he had much hope that he would survive at this point before even entering the arena but he wouldn't deny his mentor.
"Okay." He replied firmly, "I promise - I'll try my best to stay hopeful."
Maverick had won the Games when Felix was 10, and he could only remember brief flashes of those games - the ruthless Tom, Maverick's district partner being used a bait, the games ending with an honourable fight with the final Career where his mentor was saved by the District 10 boy.
"But how did you do it?" He asked softly, "- not lose hope, I mean."

[Runnersback]

➵Sienna Mach-North| D7 |17|Tags:Moses,the mentor
That’s when Sienna skidded to a stop and turned bright red in her tracks of glory.“Romantic advice when handling a career from one who said I had a crush, nah. Not me...” She said trying to brush her emotions off and how she did kinda promise Eden that she would fight him in the bloodbath to give him some protection. Sienna just started nervously sweating while Moses exposed her even more to the mentor. Sienna grabbed a crystalline pitcher of water and chugged the entire thing out of nerves.“All right so like Moses said there is this guy and he’s really sweet and he reminds me of a huggable willow tree and I just wanna cuddle with him. And you know if I do die I would rather die protecting him and my allies if it means he gets to go home to his family. Also if I do die can you plant tons of sun flowers around my grave. But I don’t know what to do and I don’t want to have it clouding my judgment.”

[Pistol Annie #1 NPC]

➵ Icarus Matthias of District Two
"They would be wrong to underestimate either of you." Icarus's voice remained measured and stern. Despite his cold, rough demeanor, this was his odd way of showing approval for his tributes.
"Are you ready for the arena?" Icarus looked them both over with a stony stare. If Gloria or Chaska had last-minute questions to ask or statements to make, now was the time to speak up. He trusted they wouldn't hesitate.


➵ Edmund Grant of District Four
Finally calm, Edmund adjusted his crooked glasses on the bridge of his nose. All the Careers had earned high scores this time around. "The alliance is stronger than ever this year. I'm sure you'll all do amazing in the arena!"
When the disrespectful District Twelve girl's score appeared, the mentor suppressed a laugh. That unruly whelp had not a scrap of honor in her. She was a belligerent bully, picking on smaller and weaker tributes every chance she got. Hopefully Caspia, Killick, and their Career brethren would get rid of the horrible girl early on. The look in Reyna's eyes reminded Edmund of Cobalt Carson, the bully who'd murdered his district partner in an attempt to impress the Careers. It'd backfired in his face of course. Traitorous disgrace.
"You must have really impressed them," Edmund said as Caspia explained what she'd done to earn such a score. "I wish I could spar with you, too! But I'm retired from being a Career now and you'd take me down in seconds."
"Now I really sound like an old man," he chuckled with a shake of his head.


➵ Gleam Winston of District Six
Gleam raised an eyebrow at Colby. After a moment of silence, she burst out laughing, horrid cackles that shook her thin body. "When you betray them, make sure nobody sees you do it. Your surviving allies will be none the wiser. As for your victim, they're dead anyway so it doesn't matter."
She leaned in close, cold eyes bright with curiosity. "Unless... poor Colby is already getting attached to his allies."


➵ Garry Woods of District Seven
Garry held back a laugh at Sienna's red-faced denial. Of course, her district partner sold her out, pretty much forcing her to come clean about her feelings. She seemed stressed out about it but ended up confessing the whole story anyway, while Garry leaned forward and listened intently. Had his tribute fallen in love with a Career?
"That's so sweet," He murmured, trying not to tear up again. "I promise I'll plant sunflowers for you if anything happens, but here's my advice. Never give up on yourself in the arena, alright? Sacrificing yourself for love might be tempting, but he's a Career."
It took Garry a moment to realize how badly he'd worded things. Eyes widening, he quickly backtracked. "Sorry, my bad! That last bit sounded terrible, but it's not what it sounds like. I just have personal experience with Careers, and..."
He paused for a moment, staring down at his hands. Eleven years had passed and he still expected to see the bloodstains.
"... Not all of them want to go home." Garry looked up at Sienna with an expression like he'd seen a ghost. "Maybe he'd prefer if you survived and made it back to your family."


➵ Jasper Tiberius of District Eight
Jasper noticed the tell-tale blush painting his tribute's cheeks. As Penny talked about how nice he was, the mentor stayed silent but smiled knowingly. It was almost like looking into a mirror. Oh, how he wished Addison from District Four would notice him... maybe one day he'd approach the beautiful victor.
"He's a keeper," Jasper told Penny with a warm expression. "Stay close together in the arena, alright? Other tributes might want to exploit your kindness. But Felix is a good person - I trust you'll look out for each other."


➵ Himaya Hannock of District Eleven
"Hmm." Himaya wore an impassive expression as she sat back down, mulling over her next words. She'd never mentored a set of tributes this young before. It pained her to think about how in a few short days, these innocent children would be thrown into a senseless deathmatch against ruthless murderers twice their size. They'd have to be careful.
"I want to know your plans," She told Zoe and Jay. The bloodbath was a dangerous place and they needed to prepare. From Himaya's experience, Careers often left the small children alone at first, but no such grace period existed for other tributes. People like Reyna and Darius would absolutely target the kids early on.


➵ Maverick Wolfe of District Twelve
Noises of violent destruction continued to sound from Reyna's room, but Maverick had no intentions of trying to calm her. His cheek still smarted from the unprovoked slap she'd unleashed on him. The instant he knocked on that door, she'd fly out and attack again.
Maverick shook his head and returned his attention to Felix. At least one of his tributes this year was a reasonable, rational human being. He genuinely hoped Felix would survive in the arena - the boy had a good heart. It was frankly disgusting the Capitol would cut it short this way. Of course, Maverick couldn't say that out loud under fear of execution. What would the District Twelve tributes do without a mentor? As the coal district's only victor, he had no replacements lined up...
"Good. I trust you'll be a man of your word." His expression softened in a smile as Felix agreed to his promise. "Having hope is no easy task, especially when mutts are nipping at your heels. But it's all that separates us between life and death sometimes."

Felix's next question brought upon flashes of memories. A shelter built too small, forcing all of them to cuddle up together. Flowers woven through a fallen teammate's hair. A Career's blade, a blow that never struck him as Mekwi of District Ten had taken it in his stead. Maverick had to take a moment to breathe before he responded.
"I wasn't alone." A small smile graced his features. Despite all the despair and horror of the Games, sometimes Maverick found himself longing to return to that bloodstained time to see his allies alive and well again.
"And you won't be, either." His expression shifted, taking on a determined edge as he referred to the young lady from Eight. "I've already watched too many solo tributes fall apart in the arena. But there's someone looking out for you, isn't there?"

[a b c d e]

➵Zoe Marius of District 11
➵Location: Quarters
➵Tagged: Jay

Zoe sat down on the couch and wove her fingers together nervously. She looked up at her mentor and said, "I'm allied with Sienna, Colby, and Moses. The tributes from seven and one from six." She tried to read her mentor's stony expression. Surely she was proud that she had such strong allies, and ones that scored well. She looked back down at her hands and said, "I think I'll meet up with them after the Cornucopia." Before her mentor could instruct her to run away from the Bloodbath, she said, "If there's a scythe at the Cornucopia, I need it. I've seen the career from two... he really wants the scythe. But if I don't get it, I'm dead." And if you do get it, he'll track you down and kill you for it, her mind whispered, but she pushed it away. "I need tips on how to get to the Cornucopia, get out, and stay alive." She looked desperately at her mentor. "Please help me."

[MothAndMoss]

Madeline Gomez//District 1//Female//A brat//Tagged; eden

“Eighteen. But not better than everyone. It’s only eighteen.” Madeline mumbled as Eden draped the blanket over her. She couldn’t handle the fact that she wasn’t the best. She still didn’t understand why she hadn’t gotten the best score. She should’ve gotten higher than everyone else. She should’ve been the best one out of all these idiots.

“I don’t think it was an accident.” The Gamemakers just didn’t think she was the best. That was it. There wasn’t a mistake, they just didn’t like her. Maybe she should’ve done better at the obstacle course, maybe it was the fact she brought up her mom. She shouldn’t have done that. That was stupid, she should’ve said anything else but the fact that her mom had abandoned her. The Gamemakers probably saw that as a weakness. They probably thought she was weak.

She just nodded at Eden. She would’ve called his tea disgusting but she just didn’t feel like herself right now. After a little while she spoke up, “Hey, Eden... Do you think I’m weak? That I’m as pathetic as that Gloria girl?”

(Listen, she might be sad that she isn’t the best but she still has time to bully Gloria.)

Jay Fernandez//District 11//Male//Tagged; Oh. Uh, Zoe...

Jay’s smile quickly fell. His mentor was right, he should be more careful. Even if Zoe told him he might win, he just didn’t believe it. He didn’t even know how to fight like Zoe, he was going to immediately get picked off by the older tributes.

He listened to Zoe explain her plan. Going to the Cornucopia was dangerous. Unlike her, Jay planned to just grab some back in the corner and run for it. Maybe he’d climb a tree or hide in some bushes. He didn’t really want to fight, he just planned to hide it out and hope it worked for him. “Ummm...I just want to hide, so no one can see me. Maybe I can get a backpack if I’m fast enough but I don’t plan to run straight into the Cornucopia for weapons.” He piped up, sounding uncertain about his plan. He wasn’t really sure hiding was going to work. Surely, a Career or some other tribute would find him eventually. There was also Rieka. He wondered what she was planning. Was she going to hide like him? Jay kinda hoped she’d tag along, he didn’t want to be alone throughout the game.

“Uh. Also I met this girl named Rieka and she’s really nice. Maybe she’ll be with me? I don’t really know. We didn’t really make any plans for the arena together.”

[MrNewYorkChef]

☭ 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚊 𝚂𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚡 ☭
District 2 || Career || Male || Eighteen || The Mad Dog

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☭ Location: Sitting Room
☭ Tags: Gloria, Icarus
☭ Mood: Hecking confused
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Chaska started at the screen, he hadn't been expecting his score at all and it seemed like Gloria had something to say about it. However given his complete lack of social skills he could only stare at her. A small part of him was telling him that it wasn't good that she had snorted his score but the majority was lost. Instead of trying to figure out what she was getting at he focused on the screen. The moment Caspia's score was spoken he nodded like he had been expecting it. He had in fact been expecting nothing less from the power house from district four. From what he had seen she was strong and he respected that. He was a bit surprised that Eden hadn't gotten a higher score but he wasn't sure how the minds of the gamemakers worked. Turning his attention to his mentor when Icarus praised them, he gave them a respectful nod. He admired his mentors honor and skill and was pleased to have them as their mentor. Now that he had acknowledged his mentor he turned his attention to Gloria. "I am sure my own score was just a fluke, I don't see how I could have gotten an eleven. As for your score, you know how much you have trained for this. Just because the gamemakers who haven't fought think that you should get a nine doesn't mean that is your actual worth. Only you can prove them wrong, and I know you will prove them wrong" he said firmly. It wasn't up for debate, he had attended the academy along with Gloria and his sister and he had seen Gloria train. Despite her attitude she was strong. The nine had to be wrong.

☣ 𝒮𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒶𝓏 𝒜𝒹𝓋𝒶𝓃𝒾 ☣
District 5 || Tribute || Female || Seventeen || The False Prophet

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☣ Location: Sitting Room
☣ Tags: Khali, Greg
☣ Mood: Pleased
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A shark like smile spread across Sharnaz's face when her score appeared. She had been expecting high scores from the careers but hadn't even considered the fact that she might get a high score too. For a non career an eight was high. It seemed that her mentor was also pleased and she turned her wide grin on her mentor. "Without blinking, this is perfect. I can use this to twist Reyna to my will even more" she replied. Her grin widened even further before she forced herself to relax. She wouldn't be able to use such a huge grin during the games. It wouldn't be good for her to look like that. She wanted Reyna on her side for as long as the other girl was useful. The moment they stopped being useful she planned on dropping them. "Before I go out there is there any advice you can give me?"

🍭 ℜ𝔦𝔢𝔨𝔞 𝔊ü𝔫𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 🍭
District 10 || Tribute || Female || Thirteen || The Young Wolf

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🍭 Tags: Jillian, Cooper
🍭 Mood: Worried, Lil Scared
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Rieka peered at Cooper out of the corner of her eyes, she was worried about the fact that she had somehow scored higher than him. However nothing happened and instead Jillian turned to her with word of encouragement. "I didn't do much, just learned how to build a shelter" she replied with furrowed brows. Her look of worry quickly passed and she offered her mentor a warm smile. "I only got this far because you taught me so well. Plus I think I might have an ally, we didn't get a chance to talk much but I am going to go where he goes. Two heads is better than one right?" she said with a deceivingly cheerful voice and expression. She was petrified on the inside. How could one tiny person fight all those other people? Her biggest fear right now was that she wouldn't be able to protect her new friend.

[Runnersback]

➵Sienna Mach-North| D7 |17|Tags:Moses,the mentor
Sienna waved Moses as he went to bed, it gave her more time to talk with their mentor about the situation she was stuck in. She nodded softly slowly approaching the couch and sitting next to Garry.“Don’t apologize Garry! I understand where you were getting at. Plus your plenty wiser then me and you lived through personally what I’m about to go through.”She said putting a gently hand on his arm as he stared at his hands painfully.“I suppose... As long as the capital doesn’t release puppy mutts. I tho k I might just be all right.” Sienna said distracting them both from the painful topic with his words etching into her mind like rivers did with rocks.“How should me and Moses approach the cornucopia? And how do we get in touch with our allies after the blood bath. I don’t think we ever truly got in touch with them about that. There’s just this little girl in the group that I want to protect. And well if I have to I will make sure she makes it longer in the game. Panam willing.” She said longingly feeling bad for spilling her guts to her mentor like this. But it was nice especially with Moses out of the room and most of the design team.

[Pistol Annie #1 NPC]

Warning: Huge post

➵ Eden Beauregard of District One
➵ Location: District One floor
➵ Tagged: Madeline, Ms. Licaria
With a final, worried look at his only childhood friend, Eden disappeared into the kitchen. He soon returned with a warm cup of floral tea. Thankfully, Madeline was still swaddled up in the blanket and hadn't destroyed anything while he was gone. Eden set the tea on the odd, hexagonal coffee table at their feet, then took a seat on the couch beside Madeline.
"I would never think of you as weak or pathetic," He murmured in a gentle tone, the same voice he used when tending his mother's favorite flowers. The insult against their ally had flown right over his head. Eden was used to Madeline's casual badmouthing, but he'd have stood up for Gloria if anyone else said that. "In fact, I think you are being especially strong and brave right now. I know it's hard to talk about how you feel, especially for someone confident like you."
Eden prayed their mentor wouldn't interject with some ridiculous lab-science comment. Thank goodness, Ms. Licaria seemed to be absorbed with a capitol gadget attached to the wall. Eden didn't even know what it was, but it had a lot of buttons and Licaria seemed determined to press them all. The lights overhead shifted to a blueish tint and then back to white.
"Anyway, how do you think the peacocks are doing back home?" He hoped talking about them would cheer her up.


➵ Icarus Matthias of District Two
Icarus watched his tribute with a critical eye. Chaska's words were delivered with humility, loyalty and determination, in a voice as firm as the conviction underlying it. Admirable. He has grown into a true Career worthy of respect.
"Chaska is right in all ways except one." He made brief eye contact with the boy to show his approval. Chaska's humility was respectable, but he still deserved to know his value. "No question about it, he deserved an eleven."
"And so did you, in my eyes." Icarus sent Gloria a rare smile. "When you get into the arena, you'll show the world what I see."


➵ Khali McKellen of District Five
Khali's eyes glittered with malicious glee. She loved that smile, she knew that smile, it was the bloodstained expression she'd worn when she won the second Hunger Games. The memory of both District Two tributes dead at her feet brought a thrill of pride.
"Absolutely," She said with conviction as Sharnaz mentioned manipulating Reyna. At first, Khali disapproved of an alliance with such a belligerent and annoying idiot. But now? Sharnaz had proven herself more intelligent than ever imagined. Even Khali had to bow to her tribute's superior wits. At this point, she trusted Sharnaz to make her own decisions, even if that meant teaming with a moron.
"Advice... I have a bit," Khali snickered. "Your idiotic ally is good at making others hate her. At first, I was worried she'd draw the wrong sort of attention to you. But it's the opposite. You can do anything if you're with Reyna, and she'll take the blame for you."


➵ Garry Woods of District Seven
"Good night," Garry called after the others leaving the room. Now it was just him and Sienna, who took a seat beside him on the couch. He smiled at her reassurance and comforting hand on his arm. The young lady had a genuine kind heart, she deserved better than to be thrown so callously into the arena.
"Thank you, Sienna," He murmured. "And I agree - I hope the Capitol is reasonable about its mutts this year." His friend, Jasper of District Eight, had won the 11th Games with those horrific mutts. Four out of six Careers were mauled so brutally.

She then asked for advice, which Garry was more than happy to provide.
"You're a fast runner. If you feel confident heading into the Cornucopia, I'll support you on that." He smiled at her. "Just don't take too many supplies to draw attention or weigh you down. As for finding your allies afterwards... Maybe do some kind of signal during the countdown. Hint to them what direction you're heading after the bloodbath, and regroup as soon as it's safe."
It touched his heart that Sienna wanted to protect a younger ally. Garry thought she was referring to Rieka at first, but then remembered the District Ten child wasn't in their alliance. She was talking about Zoe of District Eleven. Oh, that's Sienna's smaller friend!
"Zoe's lucky to have you looking out for her," Garry told her gently. Horror then appeared in his eyes as he remembered Gleam, the backstabbing victor from District Six. "As for your other ally, I sure hope his mentor isn't giving him a hard time..."


➵ Jillian Tybalt of District Ten
Goodness, this kid was so sweet. Jill's bad mood dissolved almost instantly at the optimistic words. Despite being the youngest tribute she'd coached, Rieka had the most upbeat attitude, warm enough to melt even a Career Tribute's heart. Sadly this made Jill overlook the child's brief expressions of worry, the fear hidden in her eyes.
"I'll miss you in the arena." On impulse, Jill reached out and wrapped the kid up in a hug. "But I won't really leave you, promise. I'll do everything I can to get you sponsors. With how sweet you are, it won't be hard."
She could picture it now. Mothers and fathers from the Capitol chipping in for the silver parachutes, requesting blankets and sweets for the dear child. They better. Otherwise Jill might use them as training dummies for the skills that won her the Games.
"I'm happy you made an ally. What's his name?" She asked with a smile, pulling back from the hug. "He'd better treat you right."


➵ Himaya Hannock of District Eleven
Himaya listened carefully to Zoe's plans, remaining silent with no visible reaction. She'd teamed up with older tributes from the upper districts, leaving her small district partner behind. I won't judge. Each tribute is out for their own survival in the end.
Dark eyes narrowed at the mention of a scythe. Still, she said nothing until Zoe finished her explanation. There was a pleading edge in the tribute's tone at the end. Himaya rose from the couch and moved towards the two tributes, her towering stature looming over them both. A broad, calloused hand reached forward... but then rested harmlessly on Zoe's shoulder.

"I'll do my best," Himaya murmured. "Starting from the beginning: Only go for the scythe if you're willing to risk your life against a trained killer. You can always steal or craft a weapon later. Most important thing is staying alive and close to your allies. Don't stay separate long, and don't waste too much time in the Cornucopia. It'll be swarming with Careers."
Something darkened the mentor's expression at the mention of Careers. "If the Careers think you're a child, most will overlook you in the bloodbath. But the grace period is over once you pick up that scythe. They'll start to view you as a threat. It's your choice."

Himaya took a breath. She hadn't spoken that many words at once in her entire life. Now it was time for Jay, the even younger and smaller tribute who'd fallen into her care. The mentor knelt down beside him to look a little less terrifying.
"Good plan. Wait for the strong tributes to pick each other off." Her voice was stern but gentle, like a mother concerned for her small son. "And stay close with that friend of yours. The arena should not be faced alone - I know from experience."
And there was one more thing. Himaya had extensive experience with Career Tributes, and they could be useful...
"This is going to sound ridiculous," She grumbled. "But if a tribute is stalking you and you can't shake them, your last option is to lead them to the Careers. They'll first attack the stronger tribute who was hunting you. That's your chance to escape."

[a b c d e]

➵Zoe Marius of District 11
➵Location: Quarters
➵Tagged: Jay, Himaya

Zoe let out a deep breath and slumped back on the couch. Her mentor had a real point. Either way, she would be putting herself in danger. She took another deep breath and started to count up the pros and cons. One, she thought to herself. If I let Chaska get that scythe, we're all doomed, because he's very dangerous. Two, if I'm not helpful in the alliance, they might leave me. Her stomach dropped at the thought. Three, it'll be very hard to craft a scythe by hand... nearly impossible, in fact. She wove her fingers together anxiously. One, if I run fast enough, I can definitely get that scythe. Two, it might be necessary if we need to cut anything. Three, it's pretty much necessary for a lot of stuff in the games. Four, the Careers might ignore me because I'm a child. But if I grab that scythe, I'm basically painting a target on my back.
She cradled her head in her hands. "I'm going to think about it in the morning," she said weakly, looking up. She had a pounding headache. She stood up, nodded goodnight to her mentor, gave Jay a quick hug, and headed to her room.
She lay down in the feathersoft bed and fell asleep after a bit of tossing and turning. Chaska chased her in her dreams, snatching up the scythe and killing her immediately, striking her through the heart. Scythes chased her everywhere, cutting down the tree where she hid and slicing her to death. She slept fitfully and dreamed of only what lay ahead of her tomorrow.

[rose petals.]

GᒪOᖇIᗩ ᒪᗩᑕE
|female|2|career|tags: chaska, icarus|

"Thank you Chaska." Gloria said, folding her hands in her lap gracefully. Of course she would prove them wrong, they'd regret the day they gave the next victor a 9. "Of course they will." Gloria snorted. Chaska would be a formidable opponent in the games, probably the only career who would put up a decent fight against her. It was good that they were on the same side.. for now. "I don't trust those other careers Chaska. Eden is too nice, I don't believe it's genuine. You can't get a ten being... nice." Gloria offered a growl at the last word. "I don't trust the others either. No matter what happens with the career tributes the pair from two sticks together. Makes sure the other doesn't get stabbed in the back."

ᑕOᒪᗷY ᗰᗩᖇKᔕ
|male|6|tribute|tags: gleam|

At Gleam's laughter Colby felt chills race up his spine. He had been 10 when she won the Hunger Games, his mother sent him and Mae into the other room to play, but instead of playing the children pressed their ears against the thin door and listened. They listened to their mother's gasps of shock and disgust at Gleam's dirty tricks, but eventually there was silence. Church bells rang and joyous people flooded the streets at district 6's victory. "I'm not going to kill my friends! I'm not like you!" Colby shouted, standing up angrily, before realizing he had raised his voice. But he wasn't going to apologize, he wasn't a monster.

ᑭEᑎᑎY ᔕYᒪᐯEᔕTEᖇ
|female|8|tribute|tags: jasper|

Penny nodded, "Y..yes alright. But what if he dies? In the bloodbath? What if I die? I don't want to die Jasper!" She exclaimed suddenly, emotions crashing over her in waves. It wasn't long before she'd be in the arena. Wasn't long before she was dead. Tears welled up in Penny's eyes and she looked at her mentor helplessly.