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Districts of Panem: District 12
“One of the outer districts, this is nonetheless a crucial one. These brave and hardy workers descend deep into the earth each day to mine the coal that keeps our nation running.” - The Hunger Games: Tribute Guide
escorticarus:
@faerwaldjuniper
If Icarus didn’t keep himself entertained, he was bound to get bored. The games were his favorite time of year, always something exciting happening. With each new tribute he came across he found a different way that the event could have impact on someone. He had only been walking when he came across the young man, another one he hadn’t seen before. A smile formed on his lips as he approached him from behind. “You know…” He spoke up when he was a step behind him, coming in front of him and turning on his heel to face him. “You shouldn’t be wandering around all on your own. How are you meant to appreciate this great city without the proper guide?”
Faer glared from where the voice was coming from, he just wanted to be left alone knowing that the training would start soon. But when he looked up he was at least met with a pretty face, so the glare slid off of his slightly. “I don’t really care about the city, to be honest. But I guess you can show me around.” He smiled slightly, something that he hadn’t done in a while. “Also, I was kind of hoping to find my way to the training centre. I need to stay sharp.” He said placing his hands on his hips looking up at the other.
roxiehensley:
Roxie smiled gently. “Just because your District isn’t wealthy doesn’t mean it isn’t your home,” she said. “Seven is beautiful. I guess I’m probably biased, but there’s nothing like being in a forest. I didn’t exactly live in the nicest part of the District, but I still love it there.” Part of her wanted to say something when he mentioned his brothers–she was just glad to hear that he still had siblings left–but decided against it. If there was one thing she doubted he wanted to be reminded of, it was his brothers who had lost the previous Games. “You’re not ranting,” she assured him. “There aren’t a lot of people around here who want to listen. Everything kind of gets bottled up. I get it.”
“Oh, I know,” Faerwald said with a shrug, “My home is my home, and I love it and hopefully will get to return there someday but if I don’t I’ll see it again.” He wasn’t sure if he believed in a afterlife, but if there was he’d see his home again. He nodded as she talked, “It sounds like you love it a lot. I can respect that.” He told her honestly, because for the lower districts he knew that even if they weren’t the richest they could be so happy there. “I get that too.”
cautiouswren:
She eyed him sideways and furrowed her brows slightly as Faer replied to her comment. He wasn’t even from her District but, she felt the need to warn him anyway, and here he was, being sullen and not really paying much attention to what she was saying. She sighed slightly and nodded though, “Yes, Wren. You do?” the blonde raised a brow at his comment, “Where?”
“I watched the games, saw you there...” Faer explained shrugging softly, in reality Faer had spent hours and hours watching old game videos. After his first brother died in the arena he decided that if any of his siblings were to be reaped again he’d be able to state facts to help them with training for the few minutes they could talk before they would leave. It wasn’t very helpful for his second brother, but it was all in Faer’s brains the names of the mentors how they won the strategies they tried to teach their past tributes. Maybe, he didn’t know the whole stories but he knew parts.
agirlfromfour:
Kendall shrugged her petite shoulders. “We could be starving in some far corner of Panem or in agonizing pain from some horrible accident..” There were a million things she figured things could be worse for them. They were getting pampered and treated like royalty. Pessimism never got anyone anywhere. “That’s me. You’re from…” She didn’t remember but hey, she had a chance if she guessed right. “Ten? Twelve?”
“Maybe I just don’t care that we are getting pampered. Not to mention I didn’t exactly come from one of the richest districts” Faer told her unable to hold the eye roll in before making a pointed look in her direction, then he ran a hand through his hair. “Twelve, yeah. That’s me one of the many Juniper boys to be reaped for these damn games.”
roxiehensley:
Indeed, he did look familiar to Roxie, only she couldn’t place it until he said where he was from. The brothers, the ones who’d been Reaped just a couple years apart and both died. And then this one, the third. Roxie remembered watching when the second brother had been Reaped, and her mother had wept for the family. Although it had been a joke, she still felt bad for making the joke when he turned out to be from one of the poorest Districts in Panem, and she sobered up a bit. “Home beats lavish any day,” she said quietly. “I’m from District Seven. My family doesn’t have much money, though, so this is all very new to me, too.”
Faer nodded at her, taking in her words. “Seven, it must be nice though. I love my home, I understand that we are the poorest and everything but,” He stopped to shrug with a sigh, “At least my parents are there. My best friend. My younger and older brother.” Faer shrugged again, “Sorry. I’m ranting a bit about it I guess.”
techie-teddy:
Stepping out of the train was such a small thing. Or should be. It was just one step but it felt like that one step was just like signing his name onto his own death certificate. Breath. Your fine. Nothing has happened. Sucking in air through his nose he wanders out of the train. He’s never been in this area- the capital. Yet Theodore’s thoughts created to much chaos in his own mind, too much to care about how pretty the buildings looked, He notices some other boy next to him. He seemed just as uninterested in the sight as Theodore was. He might as well try to make conversation. “Uh. Hello. The sky seems nice.”
Faer snorted at the comment, unable to hold it in. What an odd thing to say in this situation, ‘the sky seems nice,’ or instead what Faer was thinking, ‘we all could be dead soon,’ but he thought that maybe the other just needed someone to talk too in this situation. He couldn’t blame the other and nodded at him, “Hello,” He looked up towards the sky. “I guess somethings don’t change even if the place you are in is different.” Then he looked back at the other, “Where are you from and what is your name?”
cautiouswren:
The blonde hadn’t really been much for caring about things in the Capitol, since it was all familiar to her by now, having been there so many times, and at different points in her life. She hadn’t cared much for the Games, or the fact that there were some tributes who wanted to get into the arena and kill. The things she cared most about were the kids coming from her District, and the fact that the Capitol still were calling for kids to be reaped into a life of fear and relief when it wasn’t their turn to be chosen. As she glanced around among the new arrivals however, she saw one in particular who was not looking at his best, or even looking anywhere. She wove her way over to him, until she was shoulder to shoulder with him and she leaned in, “Word of advice, kid; make sure they don’t catch you not paying attention. That happens, it’s worse than what happens in any arena.”
“I don’t care though,” Faer told her without even looking up, he did pause for a split second though to take a side eyed look at her. “What if my plan is for people to think I’m useless then ki--,” He couldn’t even finish the thought. He couldn’t kill any of these people, well, maybe. But he doubted it. “I could win them though.” Then he really took in her look. “Wren, right? I remember seeing you before.” He told her, nodding a bit.
harlequintiberius:
Shoving his hands in his pocket Harlequin listened to everyone whisper to their district mates or really say nothing but stare. The girl from his district had vanished on him again so Harlequin was alone to observe people. Everyone seemed interested in the buildings and everything other than one boy. He was in the last car so probably district 12 but he wasn’t sure how that all worked out. When he looked back down again Harlequin walked over to him, “Not too interested in the fancy buildings? I mean they are fun for like… two seconds but they are just buildings.” he grinned. “Unless you’re all about architecture I suppose.”
Faer nodded a bit, “They aren’t that interesting.” He said with a shrug before looking over at the other. “Are you super into architecture?” He asked before smirking just a bit, before he took a few more steps ahead looking between the tributes. “You are from two, right?”
agirlfromfour:
“It’s not so bad,” Kendall pointed out seeing that look on the boy next to her’s face. He looked a little overwhelmed but which one of them weren’t? Clearly he wasn’t one of the ones that were better at hiding it. She almost felt sorry for him. “You know considering and for a little while least we get pampered.” It was far easier to focus on that even if she was very prepared for her role as Tribute.
Faer laughed without humour at her comment, “It’s not so bad? Really?” He asked running a hand through his hair, “We get pampered then most of us die. How amazing.” He said sarcastically, placing his hands on his hips. “You’re the girl from four, right?”
lifeofluxxury:
Luxx instantly recognized the boy from the reaping but realized she had no idea which district he was from. She only ever paid attention to the careers and she knew he wasn’t one of those. “Why so down? It will all be over soon don’t you worry.” Luxx laughed walking to stand right behind the boy.
Faer joined in with the laughing, shaking his head at her deciding that would be the best option to mess with her. “Why? Are you going to do something drastic before the games even start?” He didn’t even look at her to know that she had to be from a career district. No one took killing kids, children, that nonchalantly unless this was their life. When he finally looked at her, he rolled his eyes. She looked exactly like a tribute.
roxiehensley:
Everyone, including herself, was so entranced by everything they were seeing that it struck Roxie as odd to see somebody not looking impressed. She wasn’t all that gung ho about interacting with tributes outside of her District yet, but this guy seemed unthreatening. It could have been on purpose, but she didn’t think so. She thought he was just unimpressed. “Nothing you haven’t seen before?” she joked, walking up beside him. “I don’t know what District you’re from, but don’t tell me it’s lavish enough to make the Capitol seem boring.”
Faer rolled his eyes at the comment, “I’m just not amazed by the glamour of this place.” He told her as he looked up finally. “I’m the tribute from twelve, by the way. So no, it’s not lavish there but it’s home.” He wondered if she watched the other games as much as he had. If she realized the resemblance of him and one of the tributes who had lost the 94th, or the one who had lost the 97th. Both his brothers. “Where are you from?” He asked, tilting his head.
Faer walked off the train, dragging his feet he wasn’t looking forward to any part of this. In fact, he was trying to talk his brain into agreeing to just sprint away and let the guards kill him. But he couldn’t, he just couldn’t. If there was any chance that he’d make it through the games -- not leave his parents with another dead son, he’d have to try his best. He was so lost in his thoughts, he didn’t even realize all of the things around him until he noticed everyone else looking up and staring at the buildings, he glanced around before quickly looking back down without a real care.
