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Atticus was in the viewing hall, however he was not seemingly paying attention to the tributes anymore, no instead he was reading a book with blacked out sides so the tittle could not be seen. It was one of his favorites since it told a simple truth about humanity and honesty; the name from which he owed his name to and had been handed down through his familly and kept safe from the capitol. To kill a mocking bird. When he saw someone approach him he looked up from the pages with a small sigh “Yes, do you need something?”

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TASK 16: Morbid Ornaments

“Look hunny isn’t that a beautiful sight!” he said pointing at the screen, seeing the bodies of the dead tributes simply spinning around. She looked up from her book to see the horrible sight and groaned and gagged at the display making Atticus laugh slightly, although deep down he couldn’t help but be bitter that the game makers would parade the bodies of the kids that way.

“Don’t the game makers know how to show christmas spirit… I mean they did a great job with all th christmas sweaters and all the blood.” he said, and then sighed out before then turning away as his tributes were seen floating around on screen. His wife looked to him sadly and then shook her head “That’s a sin, they should no better than to disrespect the dead like that.” she said and then got up from her spot and walked over to hung her husband’s head, Atticus now crying into her shirt as he couldn’t get the faces out of his mind.

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TASK 15 - The Bloodbath

Atticus could always feel his gut wrench horribly during the countdown, although that would not stop him from enjoying his pancakes in the morning. Nothing would ever stop him from having his favorite breakfast, there were few things that got between him and his beloved morning food. He felt bad for the kids from nine this year, even with two mentors he couldn’t help but fear that they were unprepared and probably going to die early on. However, only in time would they be able to tell if his kids had any shot in getting out.

“3… 2… 1… Bang!” the kids all took off towards the christmas tree, Atticus then shoveled a bunch of pancake into his mouth as blood started to splatter on the snow, he ignored the look of horror he was getting from his wife and Millo who could not imagine eating while they watched the bloodbath. Atticus’ eyes followed a few different kids in screen but mostly his own tributes, although the hope in his eyes soon faded as both had been killed off and he simply went back to enjoying his breakfast.

“Well that went as well as expected.” he said simply and his wife looked to him with a a small glare and a huff.

“It’s not like I didn’t try! They wouldn’t listen… not everyone is a Millo or an Atticus my dear!” he argued as his fork then hit the plate and the surface had been polished.

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Atticus West - District 9 Mentor

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milo-miller

Milo walked out of his room and sat down at the table with the other mentor from his District. “Oh yeah, I cant imagine anything better with my breakfast.” He said sarcastically, keeping his back to the television, leaning his cheek on his hand. “But at least someone enjoys it.”

“Well after twenty some years of being a mentor and now coming back to this hell hole; to it I’ve given up caring Milo, I just don’t care anymore! Let them have their fun because no one seems to give a shit anyways.” he said waving his fork around like a madman.

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“Nothing like some breakfast accompanied by death to start your morning. A little gore with your bacon and eggs, and violence to top off your pancakes.” The old man said as he then dug into the food in front of them, waking up early to see how the tributes we’re doing. Although both of his tributes had died he wanted to see how the others we’re doing.

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sierrad4

“She’s really lucky to have you for a grandfather,” Sierra kindly claimed, “What did you get her?” she asked, looking down at the box, a small smile forming on her face.

Atticus chuckled softly “Well Its not much, I just went to the weapon making station and made her a metal flower... nothing special but if you twist it it blooms. Not too bad if I do say so myself.” he chuckled and then smiled and patted her back gently “-Thank you Sierra... I would had love to see you grow up with the rest of my kids. They would have liked you I think.” He then looked to her “-I hope for your sake that you get a natural arena. I want you to do well.”

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marinaoakland

“Clearly. Sometimes I wish I’d had my kids when I was younger, but they always told me I couldn’t get pregnant anyway after what happened in the arena.” She shrugged then and smiled. “Of course I can. I need to go check on my kids anyway. You ready?”

“Oh I remember that... Well I mean I think you did pretty well considering. You have a beautiful family even after all the tears... Even after all my crying and whining I’m still afraid of tight spaces.” Atticus joked and then closed his eyes before taking her arm and pressing the up button on the elevator.

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hermesmagnifico

“I’m too young to let it fly freely, as you say,” he argued in a dry laugh. “I need to keep up appearances for the next few years at least. Reputation is still as good as currency around here, in case you were wondering.”

The old man looked over to the sponsor with an eyebrow raised “Oh really? Well I hope nothing hurts your reputation... at least not in my eyes. I actually like you.” he chuckled and then went back to toying with the small toy he was working on at the weapon making station.

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sierrad4

Sierra noted his thoughtfulness. She couldn’t help but think as to why she was so foolish into intimidating someone who’d experienced the games way before she had…and won them, too.

“I just hope that you and me can move past this. A clean slate, what do you say?”

She gave him a smile.

“I don’t hold grudges for too long, not unless your pink wrapping paper.” he said and gestured to the gift “-trying to send my grand-daughter a gift for her twelfth birthday. She’s scared just like most kids, I wish she was as brave as you are then I wouldn’t need to worry so much about her.”

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marinaoakland

“Seven grandkids? Oh my gosh,” Marina chuckled. “That’s amazing. I have five if you count River’s kids.” After all, she’d sort of adopted her former tribute after his Games. “They’re good. Leona is eight and the twins are six now.”

“Yeah the oldest is twenty and the youngest is twelve. Apparently my kids went ahead and followed in my footsteps and had kids really young.” He chuckled and then looked at the woman a bit embarrassingly “Do you mind escorting me onto the elevator while I keep my eyes shut?” he asked still with a small smile on his face.

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sierrad4

She looked down as he replied, playing somewhat anxiously with her fingers, sorrow filling her entire facial expression.

“I was just thinking earlier about how much privilege I have in this competition. You’re right: I do have a lot of support, especially since I’m from 4. And to think that I angered one of my mentors?” she paused, a little nervous to go on, “I just..I feel terrible.”

Atticus sighed softly and shook his head “It’s not my job to make you feel terrible... my job is to give you advice.” he then started to chuckle softly and shrugged “-well I’m not even from four anyways, so no big worry about my mood my dear. Don’t stress yourself out about it... I’ve been pissed off before by far worse things.”

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sierrad4

She took his offer and sat down beside him.

“Look,” she said, facing him, “What I said the other night was absolutely wrong and uncalled for; I don’t know what I was thinking. I must have been really paranoid or feeling a little aggressive because of the tapes that I was watching that night. It’s just all of this pressure and paranoia of who and what I’ll possibly be up against in the arena. I mean, I don’t know who to trust,” she tried to explain, hoping to receive sympathy from him.

The old man sighed and then looked off into the distance “Oh yes... you will need to worry about me very much. While I’m outside of the arena.” he started and then looked over at her with concern “Why would you need to worry about some old man? I did my time and I don’t intend on killing any more children... especially children no older than my grand-kids.” he started”

“No need to be paranoid about me, but you may want to avoid pissing other mentors off... its better to have us help you then take bets on your death. You're lucky to be from four and have so many good people willing to help you get out and get you sponsors.”

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sierrad4

Sierra was just coming back down from breakfast, prior to training in a little bit. She still had some time on her hands.

While passing through the main lobby, she noticed Atticus from afar, sitting on one of the couches. It looked as though he was trying to wrap a box with pink wrapping paper, but failing in the process. His beard is what made her recognize him.

Stopping in her tracks as she saw him, she momentarily doubted walking up to him but managed to convince herself otherwise.

It was then that she began moving her feet in his direction, all bets on the table. Finally approaching him, his face still looking at the box, “Got a minute?”

Atticus huffed and then rested his head on his hand “Well I guess... it’s not like I can figure out how to wrap this stupid thing anyways. Going to need to wait for Lillian to get back so I can send this off back to nine.” he explained.

Atticus then looked to the spot next to him “Go ahead and sit down... I swear I don’t bite much.” he said with a small huff.

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Atticus was in the main lobby watching the news, seeing what was happening across the capitol and in the games, even occasionally paying attention to the gossip. while he attempted wrapping up a small box that was sitting atop pink wrapping paper.

“I’m never going to get this done... I’m just gonna need to wait till Lillian gets back from her shopping trip.” he groaned and sat back in his spot on the sofa. When he saw the young woman approach him he fixed his mustache and then pointed to the box “The box is clearly being unwillful.”

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hermesmagnifico

The man allowed one side of his face to curl into a smirk, he too admittedly overwhelmed by the still-new and more frequent system under which the Games operated. “Time has that unfortunate affect on people. I won’t tell your tributes how old you are if you don’t tell anyone I’ve recently started coloring my hair.” Hermes ran a hand down his untouched and graying arm hair, the shade his hair had naturally diminished to.

“Not that I care much about my age anymore... especially since if they know my victor year they know how old I must be.” he started and then patted Hermes’ back “I swear I won’t tell anyone about your hair, that is a man’s secret until he is brave enough to fly his gray freely... like I do my majestic old mane.”

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