On castmates

[fly_little_bird]

I'm so happy seeing Katniss and Peeta again! And to meet Cinna and Finnick! ... Maybe not Haymitch. I still can't believe everything that's happened and that we're all together in one place without the Capitol! I don't know what everyone's so worried about.

I'm still mad at you for how you sent me to the castle in the first place, Mun. But I suppose I can forgive you. I'm making so many new friends and people are being so nice!

I wonder if Thresh will ever come to stay with us, too. I think I'd like to see him again. Maybe we could even be friends now that we're not in the Games.

Comments

I am so sorry

[prettyknives]

Aren't you dead?

fjiaahreiohafh AHAHAHAHAHA

[fly_little_bird]

[She cringes a little, turning to look at Clove.]

Y-yes. [She pauses] But you are, too.

rofl

[prettyknives]

No.

[fly_little_bird]

[She nods. She knows she prooooooobably shouldn't antagonize Clove but, well, this isn't the Games and she can't resist.]

Katniss and Peeta won the games.

[prettyknives]

You're lying. Lover boy was dying and Katniss... Cato and I agreed one of us would kill her.

[fly_little_bird]

[She rocks forward on her feet a little]

Why would I lie?

[prettyknives]

To throw me off balance, to make me lose my focus.

District Twelve never wins. They just got lucky with that drunk.

[fly_little_bird]

[Making a face. She's met Haymitch...]

But they did. I'm in a place with a bunch of people from Panem and they told me some of what happens.

[prettyknives]

And you believe them? That's pathetic.

[fly_little_bird]

[She shrugs, rocking back] You can believe what you want. I think I can trust Finnick, though.

[prettyknives]

Odair, too? [what kind of Game is this to gather the dead, the victors and tributes all in one place?]

Is this the work of the Gamemakers?

[fly_little_bird]

The Capitol didn't do this. It's like... a magic castle that took all of us from different times and places. Finnick, Haymitch and Katniss are from a year after I am... I don't know about the others.

[prettyknives]

Magical... castle.

[wait for it while she processes] Well, of course a country bumpkin like you would think a castle was magical.

[fly_little_bird]

[She sighs, rolling her eyes]

Stuff appears if you wish for it. Is that magical enough for you?

[prettyknives]

Stuff appears in the arena. It's called having a sponsor.

[fly_little_bird]

Things don't fall from the sky with parachutes. They just... kind of appear.

[prettyknives]

[squints at her] What kind of stuff?

so not late

[ex_fathers728]

A castle? Is it safe?

no later than I am!

[fly_little_bird]

Yeah. Well... Haymitch doesn't think so. Clove is here, too, now. But there are lots of people who want to keep us safe!