Gale Hawthorne, 19, District 12
Hunter - Rebel - Fighter
My home has always been District 12, but here in District 13 I can make a difference. They can't control us anymore, the district are no longer their pawns.
Down with the Capitol
You can't stop the signal
…But she told me I haveta take a nap and I don’t want to. Her voice took on a slightly whining edge, evidencing likely just why their mother was insisting on nap time.
"Why did you make a bet with Haymitch on dancing? You have a peg leg, Peet. You're already as a disadvantage." Peeta had already stepped on Gale's foot once and they hadn't even started practicing yet.
"Are you gonna help me or not?" Peeta gave him a glare and Gale rolled his eyes, turning on the music and stepping up in front of him, taking his hand. When he placed his other hand on his waist, the shorter boy immediately stepped back. "What do you think you're doing?"
"Teaching you. You're taking the woman's role because it's easier to learn by following. Besides, you're short. You're woman sized." There was a grumble, but Peeta conceded and they took up their strange dance form again.
Despite the quick tempo, Gale led him at a slower pace, not trying to push him with each step but doing so if he had to. It took a while before Peeta picked up the step pattern and once he seemed to be a little more graceful, it was on to small spins and changing directions. Tango was a complicated dance to learn in such little time, and a fast paced one at that, but it was unlikely Haymitch could learn it quickly, even if Effie was his teacher. By the time Peeta was complaining about taking a break, Gale had allowed him to lead twice, with little success, but some none the less.
After a moment to sit and rest and drink some water, Gale stood, stepping on the laminate floor once more.
"Alright, come on. We're going up to tempo now."
"But how am I-"
"Shut up and dance, Peggy."
Peeta was obviously nervous, slipping and stumbling. Once he got into the rhythm, it got a lot easier. Somehow, they managed to dance straight through a song without stopping. Without either thinking about it, they got right into the steps, stomachs together and shoulders back. It wasn't until the end, when Gale dipped Peeta, that they realised what they were doing. Peeta scrambled for balance and Gale instinctively let so, letting him drop the small distance to the floor.
I'm gonna take your peg leg and throw it down the hall if you don't play nice. Maybe I'll hang you upside from the roof too, you could be someone's spiderman.
I’m surprised you don’t smack your head on every doorway, giant. It’s strange though, isn’t it? The place is dead silent. You’d think it would help with sleeping.
I learned to duck long ago. That's why I don't like it. This is an unsettled silence. Like in the forest, when the animals can tell something bad is coming.
You don't need to dive right into design. Somebody has to wheel the carts of testers to the elevator and take them to the soldiers to take out for a test. You can move those labelled ones onto that cart.
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