First off, my condolences to those who were targeted in the recent hunts.

I'm sure by now everyone has heard about the hunting grounds being attacked. The fact that he's out of a property is good, of course, but that doesn't mean they can't build another area or find more hunters. I don't think it's time to let our guards down.

For one thing, I don't think it's a good idea to fight amongst ourselves, whether or not we agree with what was done to the grounds. I understand having a moral objection, but we do need to stand together somehow if we're going to change the system. I'm hoping the people here would choose cooperating with others they disagree with as an alternative to a knife in the back, at least.

On that note, my fiance - [he swings the NV over to show Katniss sitting across the room; she gives a forced smile to the camera before he shifts the focus back to himself] has agreed to give archery lessons in case the need for self defense presents itself again. I'm aware that this city is full of people with abilities, so I'm also aware that archery might not sound very useful to people who could probably instantly destroy a bundle of arrows with their minds.

[He chuckles lightly before moving on.]

But what I will say is that if a situation comes up again where they're using Voids, like they were in those hunts, a practical skill could become all the more important. And really, there's not much to lose in this case. I promise she won't bite. [A pause, and a grin.] Not very hard, at least.

[There's the sound of an angered retort from the other side of the room as he looks towards the source of the sound.] Sorry, sorry— [And the feed cuts.]

[Additionally, the victims of both hunts (whose names were announced ICly over the network somewhere) would have found an unsigned package with a small cake inside with 'get well soon' written with icing on top delivered to their home or hospital room.]

[When the feed comes on, it's pointed at two teenagers curled up together on a bed, fully clothed and wakeful. The boy looks at the other occupant of the bed with a warm smile before beginning to speak.]

I've been here almost a month now. It's still a little surprising. I definitely didn't expect to be welcome with the plague, but I guess that's just about my luck. [The small laugh is barely humorous, and he steals another glance at the girl.]

But for everyone who helped me when I first arrived, I'd like to thank you. The girl I was looking for is here now.

[ And the girl, not the prettiest in the world, seems rather content with where she is. She doesn't really smile, so much as her face is calm and no longer drawn and wrought with stress. Her head rests against the crook where his shoulder and chest meet, but she tilts it just so, to look at his face. She doesn't have too much to say, really. ] I want to thank you for helping him, too. [ While she wasn't here to protect him. ] And for making sure we could find each other.

( non-ic cut for length! )

[ooc:This is Katniss and this color's Peeta!]