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Oy brainless!
So you think, just because you read some book about me that you can 'play' me? And you have the 'genius' idea of sending me to The Games.
You did read this book, right?
Well congratulations. You've just taken the stupid crown from Katniss.
So you think, just because you read some book about me that you can 'play' me? And you have the 'genius' idea of sending me to The Games.
You did read this book, right?
Well congratulations. You've just taken the stupid crown from Katniss.
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[She smirks] I don't know who you are, so I don't really care if you want to be done with it or not. It's your reality, not mine.
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Fuck you. It's your world, not mine! It's not even my time, if it was!
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[Does she sound grupy? Yeah, well so would you if you were dressed as a tree every year.]
Look, fire-boy, it isn't my problem that you're stuck in the damn games. Like I wanted to be in that world any more than you do.
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It's not just me, either. They're dragging in people from everywhere. I don't even know how to help my friend win. [That right there? That's what he really cares about right now.]
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[DUH!]
Look, unless you're a mentor, you can't do anything about helping your friend. You're in the damn games. You have no friends in that damn arena. It's just you and an axe and that feeling of being watched. And it's never gonna go, not even if you get outta there alive.
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I am. You think I don't remember that? It wasn't even my ax.
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[For once in a way, she actually sounds genuine]
So what? Now you're the heroic mentor trying to save his little kiddies from death? You have to face it. Unless they're careers, they're gonna bite it. Don't get attached.
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Why not? Because they'll just have to do it over until they win? Most aren't even kids.
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S-T-U-P-I-D.
[She smirks]
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I'm not stupid. I wasn't told because of President Snow.
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You're always so quick on the defence, Katniss.
[Says Johanna]
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[There's a sigh accompanying the statement.]
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You, uh, might want to try that. Or, I don't know, you could squeeze something? A rotten gourd? A sea sponge? There's got to be something...
[If he knew what a stress ball was, he'd suggest that. And he's actually not being sarcastic. He is legitimately trying to be helpful.]
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Anger issues? Anger issues? You want to see anger issues, nature-boy? Where's my axe? I'll show you how I bring down large animals.
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[Guy backs away nervously.]
It's just that you seem tense. So I was just suggesting ways you could maybe find a way to relax.
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[She's cackling]
Look, Nature boy. I don't do 'relax'. Being relaxed is how you get KILLED. It's how they get in your MIND. You might want to tense up yourself if you're trapped in my world.
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I know how to do relaxed the same time as on my guard.
[He's not lying. He's the kind of man that could sit there, happily relaxing on a tree branch, have some kind of animal dive-bomb him, and be alert enough to flip upside-down on said branch to avoid getting attacked. He has a rare kind of zen when it comes to survival, the ability to be constantly alert without stressing himself to the point of early heart attack. But then he's nothing like a modern human in that regard.]
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[She's not compromising on this one. If she wants to be angry all the time, then she'll damn well be angry, thank you, and screw everybody else. It's about the only thing she can damn well control and she's keeping that for herself.]
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[He nods slowly.]
There was a time I was like that for a while, when I was little. I didn't really - have any way of directing it at anybody. Of letting it...of letting it go anywhere.
[He tried to find a way to put it into words.]
The world wasn't what I wanted to be. And that was hard to deal with.
Is it that kind of thing?
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[She frowns]
And there is absolutely nothing to be done except win or die. Is that what you were talking about, Nature-boy? You come talking to me about sponges when you've won the damn Games.
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[His expression flickers with sadness at the knowledge that his childhood could have been so much better if things had been different, that even though his life was happier now and even though hed found ways to thrive by the time he'd hit his teens, there were some things you just couldn't get back.]
Look, I won't pretend I understand what it's like to have a person hurt me like that or control me. The kind of evil that exists here - we don't even have words for it in my world. But I'm from a world where everything is trying to kill you and I had to start surviving it, alone, when I was seven. Waiting until I was twelve before I had to kill someone in self defense was a luxury I didn't get to have.
[He'd been ten the first time. Cavemen could get very aggressive.]
I won't pretend I know exactly what it's like for you, but I understand having to fight or die, especially during a time people should get to be happy and innocent, I understand hating feeling powerless, and I understand being angry at how unfair the universe is. I didn't suggest the sponge thing because I don't understand that kind of anger. [His voice goes quieter.] I suggested ways to let it out because I know how bad it can feel to not be able to.
[The empathetic expression fades to a far more wry one. Even though he tends toward kindness, he can get a little sassy, too. One eyebrow quirks up.]
So you can come talking to me like I'm an idiot who doesn't understand having to survive when you've won the hunger games so many times you've lost count.
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[She doesn't want to listen. She doesn't want to know. She doesn't want anything to do with this strange man. Boy. Tribute. Whatever. He sounds reasonable, though, like Peeta. Given time, she might come to respect Guy quite a lot, and allow him to calm her temper a little. But for now, she merely replies,]
They'll LOVE you in the Capitol.
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They already do. A little too much for comfort.
[The fact that he already has a nickname of "Gorgeous Guy" in the Capitol and that Capitol people keep seeming to think they have the right to randomly feel up his biceps is alarming. He doesn't know what's coming but his instincts tell him they might do worse than having him kill and having him die. He's a thing to them and when some of them look at him they look hungry in ways that scare him more than any hungry animal ever could.]
I already don't belong to myself. And I can already tell it's going to get worse.
But that's just a sob story, right? And you don't care about those. They only matter when you need yours to give you free reign to spew venom on strangers.
[And yet, even though he finds that obnoxious, he still understands it. She's a survivor and every survivor needs to survive their own way. Someday he might respect her, too, for clinging to rage instead of hopelessness. For still fighting.]
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[Or the future ones.]