dear_mun | on her reserve at amatomnes

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on her reserve at amatomnes

Damn you!

[Her brows knit together as she scowls, glaring angrily at whoever might be listening. She had heard the rumors, knew it was a possibility. But that her Gamemaker was willing to go through with it? That she actually placed that reserve?

It's infuriated her. Perhaps more so than anything else she's been subjected to lately. Damn her. Damn them all. She wants nothing to do with this. Nothing to do with this perverse form of entertainment.]

What do you even think you're doing? Aren't two games enough for you? You just have to subject me to a third?

No. No, I won't have anything to do with it. Especially if you're sending me there. To a place where... where...

[She sputters as her cheeks turn red. Ducks her head in hopes that no one notices. Kissing Peeta for the sake of their survival had been one thing. Even the night that the hunger had come over her in the clock arena and kissing had nearly turned into so much more remained something different. Wasn't the prospect now in front of her. Hhaving sex to survive? She's not sure if she can do this. Wants this. Especially without Peeta there.]

No.

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Aren't you a bit young?

[It's easy, very easy to redirect her anger to someone else. She turns to glare at the man, wanting to tell him to go away. To mind his own business. Not to interfere. It's not like it'll make any difference anyway.]

I'll be eighteen. When she plans on bringing me in.

[Whale doesn't intimidate easily. And hey, if they're going to the same place they'll run into each other eventually]

I'm likely to go as well. I'm a doctor, in case you need... certain essentials.

[like if you try to stab your would-be lover. For example]

[Hearing that doesn't make her feel any better. She doesn't know if he's the medical sort of doctor or someone like Dr. Aurelius. The sort of someone who would probably be far more useful to her.

But she's not going to ask. Doesn't want to know. Because right now, she's far more preoccupied with finding a way to get out of this.]

Do you have a way to keep from going?

I want to go. But for you, I would suggest making the process as difficult as possible for your mun. If yours is like mine, they'll give up if they can't force you into the situation.

[Her grey eyes go wide in disbelief and she looks the man over. He actually wants to go to this island? Why? Why in his right mind would he want something like that?]

Are you insane?

Some like to think that I am, but no. I'm just not a prude.

[She scowls at him, knowing full well how apt that word was for her and hating it. Pure, prude, innocent. They were all the same, weren't they? Awkward and uncomfortable with nudity. Completely inexperienced in anything past heated kisses and touches.

And now this.]

I am not a prude.

Just a bit inexperienced? That's nothing to be ashamed of, you know.

I'm not. Ashamed.

[She mumbles the words as she continues to glower at the man, arms crossed over her chest and her posture something that would make Effie tsk in shame. She slumps against the wall and sighs.]

I don't want anything to do with any of this.

You won't have any choice. If you go to that island, you'll need to do it or you'll be choked to death. [look he's trying to be as nice as possible about this, you know]

...A place where what, lass?

[ aye. there's a bit of a growl in his inquiry. and why not? he worries about the girl. frets about her to distraction. bloody emotions, making everything scads more complicated than it need be. ]

[In some ways, she's almost pleased that she won't remember Richard in this new Game. Won't have any memory of the time spent in Luceti or elsewhere. There'll be no comparing to time spent with Peeta. No worry of people disapproving. Finnick will be the only one she knows there. And Finnick, well, he's Finnick.

She had doubted that she could grow any more embarrassed. But seeing Richard reply does just that. Swallowing hard, she diverts her gaze so that she doesn't have to meet his eyes.]

A place where you have sex to survive.

...Ain't that every place?

[ but then he sees her embarrassment, and guilt fills him anew. his word had come from a common place -- a place of jesting with the men, or of bantering with a prospective bedfellow. but it isn't the way a man should speak to a girl who could be his daughter.

in that place, at least. in luceti.

sharpe clears his throat. ] ...There's no other way?

[She shrugs, looking up at him for the briefest of seconds. Her cheeks are still red. That she knows without a doubt. Maybe, maybe if this was Zevran talking, it'd be easier. Because Zevran isn't Richard. Isn't someone whom she looks up to like she would a parent.]

Don't think so.

[ bloody hell. christ and bugger and shite. he has a word for what this all sounds like, but that word ain't a pretty one. and so he keeps it to himself. ]

I'll speak to her. Your...what-do-ye-call-her? [ he spits the words: ] Superior officer.

[ he might mean he'll speak to katniss's player with, uhm, the business end of his rifle. ]

My Gamemaker?

[For a second, she looks hopeful. But it doesn't last. Why would it last? The application is finished. It's only a matter of time now. Only a matter of opinion from the other Gamemakers.

Resigned, she shakes her head.]

It probably won't work.

You're certain? I can be...persuasive. When I care to be.

Is there a game out there that's actually enjoyable to us... non 'mun' people? Because if there is, I'd like to know.

[He's probably right, isn't he? So long as the Games are meant to entertain the Gamemakers, she doubts that they'd ever be enjoyable to anyone else. Then again, they were Games. In her experience, they were never meant to be entertaining to the players in the first place.

But in this case, some Games are much preferable to others.]

No.

So what kind of problems will you be facing in this particular one, anyway?

[She gives him an angry look in response to that question. A look that quietly (or perhaps not so quietly) calls him an idiot. Wasn't he paying any attention? Hadn't she made it clear?]

Sex.

Ah... I see...

[While he might be an evil genius some things remains painfully oblivious to the villain. He pauses for a moment, not really sure how to handle this.]

Well... Uhm... Can't you just... not do that?

[Maybe in other circumstances, she might actually appreciate his bashfulness. Might be comforted to see that she's not alone in feeling so, so awkward about this whole matter. But right now, she's so desperate to just disappear all together that she can't bring herself to care.]

Not unless I want to die.

Die? How do you die from not... I mean, you look fine. What happens exactly, in this place, if you don't, you know, knock boots?

Yeah my mun is thinking of sending me there too. I mean just because I've had crazy sex, doesn't mean I want to HAVE to have sex. Takes the fun away from it.

[Her eyes widen a little at the boy's blunt manner and for a moment or two, all she can do is stare at him. She knows her cheeks have to be flushed pink at the very least. Just because they might both be going to the same island, doesn't make it okay to discuss this. To talk about sex with a stranger.

Really? What about anything in that reply is okay?]

[Oh the different worlds they come from Katniss, you poor thing having Lip come in to this.]

Cat got your tongue? Oh shit, wait are you a virgin?

[She's not going to answer that. Not going to discuss any of this with the strange boy. But in place of words, she scowls at him. And that alone is probably answer enough.

Yes. She is a virgin. Though even if she wasn't, she wouldn't be happy about this predicament.]

[Lip puts his hands up at the scowl. He did say he wasn't happy about the idea of going too, or maybe he just thought it. Anyway it does not stop him from talking when she doesn't.]

Well that's a dick move on the mun's part. Your mun needs a nice swift kick.

Katniss? [Her eyes are wide.] You're going away?

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