On his mentor in thegames

[polyturtle]

...

This is wrong. This is wrong. This is--



...I can't. How can I do this? How am I going to do this if Plutarch brings me in? I'm putting my friends in danger. The people who count on me...





I want my family. I...I can't do this alone. I'm not strong enough.

Please.

Comments

[polyturtle]

...It's too late...for my mentor.

[i_regret]

And you are at a loss without his presence?

Should I just punch my ticket to hell in and attempt to enable the unicorn to this game

[polyturtle]

It's not...that. I mean...

I'm at a loss, yes. But its not just because of her. Its because of...everything happening.

Oh lawd, what a game.

[i_regret]

[The creature lowers her head, gaze curious. She looks somewhat sorry, though it is less for his predicament and more for his obvious emotions.]

I see. It is the place then.

Yup! It's fun, though! And the CR is awesome too, if you're intrigued :D

[polyturtle]

The place.

[He grits his teeth.]

Everything.

c: I like CR. I'll definitely give it a look.

[i_regret]

[She moves closer, steps soft.]

Then leave.

Yaaay! :D

[polyturtle]

I'd give anything to. We all would, to go back where we came from. But no one can leave. Panem is a future, another world, another time. Another place entirely...and the only people who can access our worlds are the ones who have trapped us where we are.

[i_regret]

[Ah, trapped. That brings about something like discomfort. It moves over the unicorn like a shadow.]

I am afraid I have no advice for I am not a creature of such things.

[A pause.]

Traps do not last however. Men do not last forever and so their traps must fall as well. You are above those men who lay their traps and keep you caged. You have a pure heart. What actions you do take are far above their own, no matter what such action might be.