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Post by leeeeeeeah on Jan 30, 2012 20:49:20 GMT -5
Scarlett We sat huddled together for a while, not really saying anything, just sitting there. But then came the inevitable goodbyes. Mom started sobbing all over again and she was clinging to me and dad tried to make her let go and he was crying too. "Be careful sweetie," dad said, as he started leading mom towards the door. I kept telling them that I loved them as they left the room, my brothers (now screaming) in tow. When the door closed behind them, I felt kind of numb. I would probably never see my family ever again. My legs gave way underneath me and I collapsed onto the sofa, staring at the wall in front of me.
Alec Mom calmed down eventually and let dad and my sister Janella hug me and everything. "You better win, or I'm going to disown you," she joked weakly, trying to lighten the situation without much luck. She looked close to tears, but I knew she wasn't going to cry. My sister wasn't the type to show her feelings to be honest. Dad pulled us both into a group hug with mom, and we were all silent for a while, just stood there. "Be strong. And be careful. And don't forget to think about things," dad said, nodding. Dad wasn't really a touchy-feely person either, so this was him telling me to watch out and come home or he'd miss me. After this, they all had to leave, and with one last hug from each of them, they were gone.
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Post by grey scale: on Jan 30, 2012 22:58:59 GMT -5
Milena My parents sent Loala out to the lobby and sat me down to speak with my afterward. If I was being honest, there wasn't a whole lot of talking. My mother cried silently into my shoulder and my father hugged both of us to his chest; his cheeks were dry but I could tell he was barely reigning in his emotions. I patted each of them comfortingly. I was taking this whole thing surprisingly well, when I thought about it. Soon, the guard Peacekeeper informed us that we would need to be parting soon, and that there were still others to come see me, so my parents reluctantly left me in the room alone as I waited for my friends to come cry over me. I sighed deeply to myself; this whole situation was undeniably tiresome.
Lorccan After a few minutes I felt my father turn and clap me on the shoulder. "Good luck, son. I know you can do it. You do, too." He gave me a short hug (neither of us was really one for broad displays of affection) but it was longer than our usual. Then he smiled at me, clapped my shoulder again, and was escorted out of the room by the Peacekeeper from the hallway. I didn't move, really, just turned back to the window to people-watch. I didn't know who would be in to see me next. I didn't much care.
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Post by leeeeeeeah on Jan 31, 2012 17:22:14 GMT -5
Scarlett Isidra eventually entered the room after I'd been waiting for a while, tall and long haired with impossibly blue eyes. I felt kind of numb now; I'd gotten over the initial shock and pain and now I was just numb. Isidra seemed to understand that, since all she did was come over, sit down next to me and hug me for a bit. So much hugging today. Probably more hugs than I'd ever had in my entire life. But what else was a person to do when they were saying their final goodbyes to a family member or a friend? "I'm not coming out of this, Isidra," I said finally, looking at her. She didn't say anything at first. She's not really the type to rush in with reassurances if she knows they aren't true. "You might be right," she said eventually. "But you might be wrong. Stranger things have happened."
Alec Ezra came to visit me after my family; probably just having got out from visiting Holly, as her older brother and all. He looked terrible to be honest. It's bad enough to be a kid sent off as a tribute, and worse still to be part of their family and friends. I was kind of dreading talking to Ezra, because as Holly's brother, he'd obviously want her to come home. And since Holly had only just turned twelve, it wasn't like she was going to get home without some help. So Ezra was going to ask me to help her out in the arena, when I really needed to concentrate on getting home myself. I was planning on avoiding Holly completely so I wouldn't have to kill her. Anyway, Ez sat down next to me on the sofa and stared at the floor for a long minute. "I won't blame you," he said eventually. I looked at him, slightly confused. Apparently my silence showed that, because he carried on speaking. "I won't blame you if she dies. You wanna get home too. It's pretty much everyone for themselves in the arena." I nodded then, understanding. "I'll try to help her, though ... if I can," I said quietly, looking at him and then the floor. I could really do without the obligation, but I doubt it'd really matter what I did in the arena since I was going to die in there anyway.
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Post by grey scale: on Feb 11, 2012 13:39:54 GMT -5
Milena The next people to enter my welcoming room were Carlie and her brother, Nadan. She hesitated, but opened her arms for a hug. I went to her immediately and wrapped my arms around her waist, nearing tears. "I don't want to go," I dared myself to whisper. She smoothed my hair away from my feverish face, muttering quiet, soothing words to me. I saw Nadan over her shoulder. They were twins, both eighteen. Both huge, both Careers. Why couldn't it have been her?I felt the horrible thought pass through me, and it scared me. Although she was much better adapted to the Games, and she would certainly enjoy them more than I, I would not wish this on anybody. I pulled away from her, wiping my eyes.
Lorccan The next person to enter the room was a uniformed Peace Keeper. He looked at me stoically, his eyes cold and steely grey. "You have no more visitors. We have been instructed to direct you to the train." I look at him until he begins to look impatient, and I stand, not looking back out the window as I am led through hallway after hallway until I see the light of day for a split second, and am promptly shoved gently into the train behind the Hall.
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Post by leeeeeeeah on Feb 11, 2012 17:57:22 GMT -5
Scarlett After a few more minutes of silence and hugging, a Peacekeeper came in to say it was time for me to go. I could see the tears building up in Isidra's eyes as she left after one last hug, and I wondered how long it would take her and my family and everyone else who vaugley knew me to get over my death. Probably a while for my family and Isidra, I thought as I was ushered out of the welcoming room and towards the train. But for everyone else it wouldn't take that long. 23 kids died every year in the games, it was nothing new.
Alec Ezra wished me luck, patted me on the shoulder and then left the room. I felt a few tears slip out while I was sat by myself and quickly wiped them away. I wasn't going to be weak in this. I'd have to start locking away all my emotions now. I couldn't be running around the arena worrying about having to kill someone. The only one I was not going to actively try to kill would be Holly. I was just hoping she wouldn't try to latch onto me during the games. I had said I'd watch out for her and try to help her, but I would prefer it if I didn't have to. For one, it'd give me more chance of survival if she wasn't around me, and if someone else killed her, I was one step closer to home. Sure, it sounds cruel, but when you're in my kind of position it sounds completely normal.
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Post by grey scale: on Feb 27, 2012 13:54:08 GMT -5
Lane says hello. This was a forced message. Call the cops. (?) I apparently enjoy his presence. _______________
Lorccan The train is well-furnished, seriously extravagant. I hate them for making something so wasteful and inordinate in its simple existence when half of the whole of Panem was starving. Markus Jenkins, with his slicked-back dark brown hair and bright, unnaturally gold eyes entered the chamber I occupied with a flourish. His suit was shiny, ridiculously so. I wanted to tell him he looked like some of the boys we used to beat up in grade school, a sissy, a priss, a totally useless individual.
Milena "Mileeeeena!" Gossamer Kramich entered the room rather abruptly, grinning widely at Carlie, Nadan, and me. "I'm sorry, dear, but your time's up! Mr. Oberst has finished his visits, and we must be on schedule! Ever punctual, yes?" It looked like her cheeks would burst from the strain of her smile. Her skin was already turning a faint pink. "Come on, now! Say goodbye, we need you now!" I ignored her last few words and turned to Nadan and Carlie. I tried to remember every good thing about our lives as children. How Nadan and I had had crushes on each other in primary school. How Carlie always, always, always stood up for me. How most nights of the week, I was at their house or they were at mine. They both enveloped me in a huge, overbearing hug, and I knew in that moment that they didn't want me to go. I didn't want to go. But there was everything stopping me from leaving the 'invitation' into the games. "Goodbye," I whispered, before Gossamer's silvery blonde hair was in front of me, her blindingly white smile just inches away. "It's time now, Ms. Iordanou.
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