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I have the last loaf of bread Peeta baked. It's wrapped in plastic, it should be good for awhile. If anyone wants it.

[ There's a small glottal sound, as if she's going to speak again, but she doesn't have the energy or the will to, really. So she stops. ]

PRIVATE ; MR. GOLD ;;

Do you have any time you might be able to spare?

empowers

Everyone's talking about winter like it's something to celebrate. [ She speaks flatly, not perturbed so much as perplexed. Her brow creases, and her lips flatten into a thin line. ] It's cold. Game hibernates or migrates. Food is harder to obtain. Not here, maybe, but -- what is it that makes winter so special for you? The people who are talking about buying gifts, about how they're sick for home... I can't remember a single winter that wasn't harsh in some way or another. Why treat it like a festival?

empowers

[ Katniss has a warmer look on her face than she usually does when she speaks to people over the network. While the smile on her lips isn't large by anyone's standards, it's sweet and genuine. Her hair isn't in her usual braid, though her fingers are currently combing through it and working to do so. It gives her hands something to keep them busy while she talks. ]

I realized I should probably start looking for someone who can sew soon. Since my stylist isn't here with Peeta and Rue and I.

[ There's a sad look on her face for just the tiniest glimmer of a moment. She misses Cinna. She's almost certain he's dead. But she still misses him, and his beautiful dresses. ]

I need someone who can design a wedding dress for me. It doesn't have to be anything flashy or over-the-top. Just something simple. I can pay in money, or trade for game.

[ No one has prompted her to do this. But she knows they have a wedding to plan and an engagement to upkeep, so she figures now is as good a time as any. ]

Thank you.

safeguarded

[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!]

empowers

[ Shift, shuffle, rustle. Rustle, rustle... breathing. Breathing is heard, quite clearly, and a little panicked. If the NV had just slightly sharper sound technology, the thumping heartbeat behind its holder would likely be audible. This isn't where she went to sleep. This certainly isn't the launch pad. Did they thrust her into the Arena? Without the final pomp, the circumstance - without getting to eat breakfast, or get trussed up by Cinna and the others, or -- No. No, it doesn't feel dangerous enough. The hairs on the back of her neck aren't quite standing on end intensely enough. ]

Peeta?

[ Then a more frightening thought occurs to her, and those prickles? They're right there. ]

Peeta!

[ The voice isn't directed at anyone, really. She's not even aware the NV's come on, truthfully. She played with it and pushed some things, in hopes it would do something useful, but she doesn't know she's willfully turned it on. More rustling is heard, and there's the faint speaking of a greeter in the background as they approach and try to talk to her, but she's bristling rather loudly and she isn't having any of it. ]

Don't feed me that! Where are the other tributes? Why was I brought here?

[ Bystanders may note that she's keeping her weapon close at hand. She's not sure how it was handed to her; she didn't remember... But it's there, and she has an arrow poised and ready to be fired at the slightest hint of hostility. So far it seems like everyone wants to help. But if this is some Capitol trick, which she suspects it is, this is probably all a ruse and the niceness won't last long. Better be prepared than dead. ]

And where is Peeta? Tell me.

(( ooc; Anybody who might be near the baseball diamond is free to action it up here, as well! ))

Siren's Pull

Entries tagged with !: katniss everdeen

fourth arrow. ➵ ( VOICE ) ➵ where i told you to run so we'd both be free.

third arrow. ➵ ( VIDEO ) ➵ a bed of grass, a soft green pillow

second arrow. ➵ ( VIDEO ) ➵ wear a necklace of rope side by side with me ➵ { mid-morning aug. 29th }

video.

first arrow. ➵ ( VOICE ) ➵ are you, are you coming to the tree? ➵ { just barely pre-evening sirens }

i am the bad wolf

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