the girl who was on fire

My name is Katniss Everdeen, I am eighteen years old, and I used to be the Mockingjay. **This blog WILL contain spoilers for The Hunger Games trilogy. Serious spoilers will be tagged #the hunger games spoilers, if you wish to savior that tag to remain spoiler-free.

[youre-bossy-and-short-blog]

[puts a hand on her shoulder and frowns]

You going to be alright?

[fireofpanem]

*flinches at his touch, jumping away*

What? Yeah--yeah, I'm fine, just frustrated.

[fireofpanem]

…Guess so.

*completely deadpan expression*

[youre-bossy-and-short-blog]

[rubs his face with a sigh]

I’m not going to get used to this any time soon.

[fireofpanem]

You never do. Trust me.

*presses her hands to her face and sighs*

[youre-bossy-and-short-blog]

Right. We could split up. Do you have a phone?

[fireofpanem]

Oh. I do, actually. I almost forgot about it.

[youre-bossy-and-short-blog]

Well, um…

I think that’s a pretty moot point right about now.

[fireofpanem]

...Guess so.

*completely deadpan expression*

[youre-bossy-and-short-blog]

Right. We could split up. Do you have a phone?

[fireofpanem]

Oh. I do, actually. I almost forgot about it.

[youre-bossy-and-short-blog]

I’m not really promising anything, but I bet I could at least find rumors. There’s always a little truth behind legend.

[fireofpanem]

…Yeah. That is true.

Is there a library around here, do you know? I kind of want to do some reading.

[youre-bossy-and-short-blog]

That I don’t know. Wish I did, though. I’d join you.

[fireofpanem]

I guess some exploring wouldn't hurt, anyway. I don't do that enough.

[youre-bossy-and-short-blog]

I’m not really promising anything, but I bet I could at least find rumors. There’s always a little truth behind legend.

[fireofpanem]

...Yeah. That is true.

Is there a library around here, do you know? I kind of want to do some reading.

[youre-bossy-and-short-blog]

There are ways to trap things like him. I don’t know what it is yet, but I’m sure I could find out.

[fireofpanem]

Yeah? How? * genuinely curious*

[youre-bossy-and-short-blog]

I’ll figure it out. Just need to get back to my computer for a bit of research.

[fireofpanem]

Really? I never had much luck when I tried looking things up.

[youre-bossy-and-short-blog]

There are ways to trap things like him. I don’t know what it is yet, but I’m sure I could find out.

[fireofpanem]

Yeah? How? * genuinely curious*

[fireofpanem]

But…

*hesitates*

I’m worried about it… not working. And he goes off and kills people. I mean… *winces slightly* …Not all of my friends can hold their own against him.

[youre-bossy-and-short-blog]

What if we tried to trap him, instead? Killing him might make him mad, if he manages to come back…but if he’s trapped, angry or not, he wouldn’t be able to hurt anyone.

[fireofpanem]

How could we do that? He can warp and change his shape.

[youre-bossy-and-short-blog]

I’m not…

[sighs, forcing himself to relax]

I don’t really like the idea of waiting until someone else gets hurt, but it’s been a while. Maybe he’s done.

[fireofpanem]

But...

*hesitates*

I'm worried about it... not working. And he goes off and kills people. I mean... *winces slightly* ...Not all of my friends can hold their own against him.

[youre-bossy-and-short-blog]

[follows after her, choosing not to say anything through the entire purchase and exit, then takes a deep breath at the mention of the Trickster]

I don’t know. I promised Dean no more hunting. I still want to, yeah. That bastard’s a menace, but…I don’t know.

[fireofpanem]

*shrugs and puts her hand in her pocket, fiddling with the pearl* We don't have to. He's dangerous, yeah, but we could just. Wait. There are innocent people here too...

[youre-bossy-and-short-blog]

[looks her over carefully after she said she understood, then nods once]

No problem.

[fireofpanem]

*pays for the jacket, rips off the tags, and puts it on quietly* *exists the store and to where she put her arrows, hoisting the quiver over a shoulder*

Okay. Are we still going to kill Loki?

[fireofpanem]

*nods slowly and carefully* *busies herself at a rack, just idly flipping through jackets until she sees one that isn’t offensively colored and looks like it fits*

…Do you ever regret it?

[youre-bossy-and-short-blog]

[chews the inside of his cheek]

Yeah. A lot. All the time. I’ve tried to give it up so many times, even…but I saved people. And I always have to remember that I saved people.

[fireofpanem]

*settles on a jacket and drapes it over her arm in order to buy it*

I understand.

*pauses*

And thanks.

[fireofpanem]

Mmm… No, not really. Thanks anyway.

*drops her quiver from off her shoulder and stashes it behind some bushes*

Let’s go.

[youre-bossy-and-short-blog]

[follows after her, quiet while thinking, lowering his voice when their inside to continue]

Amendment: Doesn’t have to be nonhuman, it just as to be malicious, dangerous, and without real reason to kill but kills anyway. There’s been some pretty nasty humans…

[fireofpanem]

*nods slowly and carefully* *busies herself at a rack, just idly flipping through jackets until she sees one that isn't offensively colored and looks like it fits*

...Do you ever regret it?

[fireofpanem]

*small smile* Yeah. It was beautiful. There are quite a few aliens running about, actually.

*expression turns serious* *shifts her weight from one foot to the other and bites her lip*

…You’re a monster hunter. Were. What… exactly… is a monster?

[youre-bossy-and-short-blog]

[laughs a bit more at “aliens,” but goes with it for now, then dies down to a curious expression with furrowed eyebrows]

Well, there’s…all different kinds, really. But basically: Not human. Supernatural. And normally dangerous. Occasionally there’s one that isn’t…that’s not the point. You know, ghosts, vampires, things of that sort.

Why? D’you see one?

[fireofpanem]

Mmm... No, not really. Thanks anyway.

*drops her quiver from off her shoulder and stashes it behind some bushes*

Let's go.

[youre-bossy-and-short-blog]

Space!

[laughs incredulously]

I’ve still got a lot to get used to…

[goes quiet for a moment, then looks over (and down) at her]

Sure. Shoot.

[fireofpanem]

*small smile* Yeah. It was beautiful. There are quite a few aliens running about, actually.

*expression turns serious* *shifts her weight from one foot to the other and bites her lip*

...You're a monster hunter. Were. What... exactly... is a monster?

[fireofpanem]

Yeah? Hit me up if you need anything, at least.

*shifts her quiver up higher on her shoulder, causing the arrows to bang together noisily* 

It’s just nicer when I don’t have to worry about being killed every minute of the day.

[youre-bossy-and-short-blog]

Thanks, I’ll remember that.

[glances down at the sidewalk, scuffing his shoe along it with a snort]

Boy, do I know what you mean by that. I wasn’t really keen on a vacation when I first got here, but now it’s kind of nice.

[fireofpanem]

*nods* Sometimes a vacation is nice. I liked London a lot. Space was cool, too.

*spots a store that looks like it sells clothing and stops in her tracks, staring at the storefront and thinking*

...Sam. Can I ask you a question?