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cambricthevictor‌:

“Is it really that big of a deal?” Cambric asked because he was curious. It was a foreign concept for him. In District Eight, you spent the year wishing your family or yourself wasn’t drawn for the Hunger Games. He couldn’t fathom wanting to volunteer willingly for it. “I know what everyone says…” He wasn’t going to claim to understand something he didn’t. “It’s such a big decision to make as a teenager. Then again, my stupid self would have thought I could do it too.” Cambric wasn’t sure if it was luck or skill that had gotten him out of that arena.

Cambric found listening to Glitter’s words. He wished it didn’t have to be like that for any of the teenagers in the District. Not that he was going to point that out to Glitter, but it was true. “Well, I hope things go okay for them. There’s nothing like losing someone you love. It’s a lot of pressure and responsibility to win for yourself but to try and put your all in it for someone else…” The pain was horrible if you failed.

“It is,” Glitter told him with a nod. “People have been shunned by the whole District for refusing to volunteer when they were chosen. Cowardice is not looked upon highly in District One.” And for Glitter there had been the added pressure of being a legacy. Her father and grandfather had done it. This was expected of her, no matter what. “It’s definitely not a decision teenagers should be making. I’ve told Emmy five hundred times she’s not allowed to volunteer and I don’t care what the Academy says. If I have to threaten them all to make sure she’s not chosen I’ll do it.”

Still, she sighed. Those poor kids from Two were in for a mess. It was worse when it was Careers. They could have made the decision to take the gamble on the shame so they could have survived, or at least one of them could. But maybe they felt there was no living without the other. Silver had done so much to help keep Glitter alive in there. She knew he felt that way, but she had the strength to keep moving without them. “You’re right,” she murmured. “I guess in some way I was lucky....we made it to the finale two. I didn’t have to fight anymore so it’s only been living my life as a victor in the way he would have wanted.”

#c:cambricbatiste

linconway‌:

The hand-to-hand combat station had been one Lincoln seemed to avoid following his victory. Perhaps the young man felt so consumed by guilt that he spent a majority of training near the survival stations. Acquiring that knowledge would never revive his fallen allies, but perhaps it could save others tributes in the future. Yet, even he needed breaks from the survival stations to get his blood pumping with a good fight. It might have been the Career lingering within him, which hastened his footsteps toward the station.

He happened to approach the hand-to-hand station just as Glitter overpowered one of the trainers. He chuckled at her suggestion for a fight and thought about it for a moment. “I’ll give it a try. So long as you promise Wiress and Emmy won’t come after me if they find out I didn’t go easy on you.” He jested gently with a small smirk.

Once he said that, Glitter grinned. Wiress wouldn’t and Emmy would get grounded if she tried. Her daughter thankfully knew better than to mess with people over training. Injuries were just part of the game. “That’s a deal,” she told him as she stepped to the side of the mat. Once there, she grabbed her water bottle and took a sip.

Glancing back over at him she smirked. “Are you warmed up or do you need a few minutes, Conway?” She knew she could take him. She might be older now, but Glitter was still in top shape. There was no denying that.

#c:lincolnconway

cambricthevictor‌:

Cambric sighed. He knew the pain of going into the games with someone you cared about. Not that he was willing to go as far as to say he had loved his ally, they had only known each other for two weeks, but he liked to think they would have loved each other had things been different. When he had nightmares, which still happened occasionally, it was always her face he saw.

“I don’t know why people do that to themselves or the one they care about.” He got the reasons why, but in hindsight he wasn’t sure it was worth it. “I think it’s worse for the people the volunteered because they probably didn’t have to. They could have let someone else do it.” In Districts like One and Two, there were always people that wanted to go into the games. “Could have had their whole lives, you know? So why?” He didn’t get it. No one volunteered in District Eight and he doubted most wouldn’t even volunteer to go with or in place of a loved one.

Glitter shrugged slightly when Cambric spoke. Memories of Silver had been plaguing her for awhile. Watching the pair from District Two would only make it worse. She sighed. “Well, speaking as someone who did it and volunteered for it....you can’t let someone else go if you’re selected,” she told him. “The pressure is so intense and if you don’t do what is expected then you shame yourself and your family.” She knew how shameful it was in District One. Hadn’t Valor experienced that first hand?

“I wasn’t supposed to go in during 61,” she told him. “Originally I planned for volunteer for 62 when I was eighteen.” She sighed. “The Academy picked me and my boyfriend for 61 and we had to deal with it. Neither one of us could back out without bringing shame to us, our families, and our district.”

#c:cambricbatiste

cashmerelepointe‌:

Cashmere did her best to keep from rolling her eyes. Then again, it did seem like the field was more fair than it had been in the past considering how long it had been since a Career had won the games. Lincoln Conway aside that was. District One was far overdue for a Victor and Cashmere was hoping this year would be the year to change it. She was far fed up with being the latest Victor for their District.

“I’m fine,” she assured her. She had worse injuries in her kitchen but that wasn’t the point. “Have you seen our tributes? I would have expected them to be here showing off their skills. They need to make sure people know who they are.”

The look on Cashmere’s face was enough for Glitter to understand what she was thinking. It had been a very long time since District One got the win. Maybe they’d have it in the bag this year and maybe they wouldn’t. There was really no telling, at least not yet. It was nerve-wracking. Glitter wasn’t sure how the Academy would feel if District One lost yet again. District Two and District Four had fared better, both getting wins in the last decade.

“I saw them this morning,” Glitter told her with a shrug. “I’m not sure how they’re doing. Iunia seems....closed off. I’m curious to see how this will go.” She paused, arching an eyebrow. “Do you think there’ll be a career pack this Games? I haven’t gotten a great vibe from Two and Four yet.”

#c:cashmerelepointe

cashmerelepointe‌:

“Someone sure does,” she muttered as she reached for the cloth one of the Avoxes had hurried over to provide her. The last thing she needed was for blood to get on her clothing. What would the sponsors or whoever else think? It certainly hadn’t been her own doing or even own tributes, which had caused her injury. “Though if I go over there right now I might be tempted to use them for an example of why you shouldn’t blindly throw weapons. What are they trying to prove? They should get rid of this station for novices.”

“If they got rid of the station for novices then they’d lose the aura of objectivity they try and have by not showing favoritism to the career districts,” Glitter reminded her. If they did that then there would be nothing left to keep the playing field level and despite knowing it never was, there would be upset sponsors and districts if the truth really came out. “But are you alright?”

#c:cashmerelepointe

gxrlsbiteback‌:

“not sure,” enobaria admitted. aside from her brief conversation with briella, she hadn’t had much of a chance to sit down with her tributes and assess where they were. which, while unfortunate, was how things were sometimes. “i’ll let you know. can’t imagine it can be much worse than the belcourts though.” that was a connected pair that had ended messily. no thanks to the tributes from four that year, either.

enobaria sighed. “looking forward to next year?” she asked, half-sarcastic. “quells are hellish on careers and frankly i’m not thrilled to be getting more of them. but what the president wants, the president gets,” she said, a slight frown painted across her face.

Glitter sighed. The Belcourts were a mess that Glitter didn’t wish to relive, but she also felt that there was a different bond between lovers and siblings. At least with lovers there was usually a chance to turn them against each other. While Glitter didn’t have any siblings herself, she assumed that was the case most of the time. “Thanks. I just want to know what to expect if we get the pack.”

However, the mention of the quell had Glitter sighing. “You’re right about that. My Dad is already pushing me to let Em volunteer next year. She’ll be fourteen. There’s no fucking way I’m letting her volunteer at fourteen.” If Glitter had her way she wouldn’t let Emmy volunteer ever, but she would rather keep the Capitol guessing on her plans for her children.

#c:enobariamcclave

@ttwstarters

Glitter wasn’t going to just sit on the sidelines and observe. She’d never been that type of mentor, so she’d stepped up to the hand to hand combat station and sparred with one of the other trainers. She worked them over, eventually getting the trainer down on the mat. It always felt good to do, despite knowing that she could succeed before she even started.

Once the trainer tapped out, Glitter straightened up and adjusted her ponytail. Glancing at the spectator, she smirked. “Do you want to go?”

#ttwstart

cashmerelepointe‌:

“What do you think you’re doing?!” Cashmere exclaimed as she felt, what she assumed was a rogue dagger, graze the side of her arm. Someone clearly didn’t know what they were doing or got distracted. Novices shouldn’t be left unsupervised or well, allowed to touch the weapons.

“Well?” She asked the person beside her. If they were a tribute she had a lecture prepared. Mentors and other team members needed to be reminded how to look after their tributes and bystanders, well they would wake her side naturally. “Accidentally killing people is supposed to wait until the games start.”

@ttwstarters

Glitter’s brow rose when Cash turned on her. “Wasn’t me,” she told her. Glitter wasn’t dumb enough to do that. “Maybe we should teach that kid how they are supposed to do stuff like this?” Even Emmy knew better than that. The thirteen year old had more common sense with weapons than most of the non-careers here combined.

#c:cashmerelepointe

cambricthevictor‌:

“Hey there Sparkles,” Cambric said with a laugh as he dropped into the open seat next to Glitter. The kids were just getting starting with their training, so there wasn’t much for them to do, yet. You know why they got the ominous speech about how only one of them would make it out a live. “You know, I think these training sessions are just for us not them. I can’t say I ever learned anything that was useful in my games.” The Cave arena hadn’t been too friendly on most fronts.

“So… What do you think of District Two?” Cambric knew as someone from One, she had her opinion. Careers always stuck together or at least scoped out the competition. “Are they an item? They aren’t acting like it, but…” There were glances here and there and well, Cambric knew a thing or two about going in with someone you care about. He had only known the girl from One a week, but it had been enough to tear at his heart strings. “This is the season for couples, from what I am hearing.”

@glitterrosseau

Glitter rolled her eyes when Cambric approached. She knew protesting about the nickname wouldn’t do any good, so she shrugged and listened to what he said. “Even if that’s true, it’s just an assessment tool,” Glitter told him. She knew that no tribute from an outer district would master a weapon in a few days, but maybe they’d learn how to not stab themselves before the Gamemakers could score them.

When he asked about District Two, Glitter sighed. “They probably are,” she admitted. “From what I’ve seen they remind me of me and my district partner.” They’d dated for years and tried to keep things professional going into the arena. She didn’t want to be seen as a lovebird and told Silver as much, but it was hard to keep your distance.

#c:cambricbatiste

gxrlsbiteback‌:

“good,” enobaria said. “seem like the normal types. no surprises there. how about you?” it was nice to have mentors outside of two to at least chat with. plus, enobaria couldn’t help but respect glitter, what with the legacy she carried on her head.

“what do you think the odds are for a pack this year? decent?” she hoped so. the last good career pack had been back in seventy-four (seventy-seven didn’t count, not with that hideous fallout on day two).

It was good to hear that things seemed relatively straightforward for District Two. Iunia definitely seemed like the type of tribute who would thrive in a pack, so she was glad it seemed possible. “About the same,” Glitter told her. “The expected tributes volunteered so that’s one less thing to worry about.”

She shrugged. “Iunia seems interested in one. I told her I’d reach out to your team and Four’s to get a feel for things. At least if everyone’s on the same page we can avoid any unnecessary drama.” She paused. “I heard yours are connected? Please don’t tell me you’ve got a couple.” She wanted to scream at all careers who did that. Clearly they didn’t pay enough attention to the recaps of Glitter’s games.

#c:enobariamcclave #//i feel like this is gonna be the game of glitter constantly bringing up the fact that she killed her boyfriend in the arena #//yikes

taintedones‌:

───── HAD SHE NOT ALWAYS BEEN CONDITIONED TO BE POLITE, iunia may have rolled her eyes at the woman. her voice bordering on patronising as she told iunia what she needed to do. mother had already mapped out a game plan for her. try new weapons, learn about poisons, learn about the other tributes. the rest of her time she could fill with anything she wanted to do. which hadn’t been exactly how her mother had phrased it. she’d instructed her to make sure she never had down time. always be doing something. but roughly translated, that’s what iunia took from it.

again, she concealed an eye roll. she figured the boy from two had some kind of weapons training. he was likely not as good as she was though. simply because he hadn’t been chosen for the games. ‘ well that would be kind of him to do such a thing but would you save the life of your competition? because i would not. ’ iunia planned on learning some first aid herself during training. she hated relying on someone else. ‘ kindness is weakness. ’ she said aloud after a pause, reciting one of her mother's usual mantras.

‘ thank you for the advice. ’ that was it. there was no backhanded compliment to follow. though she had been tempted to spit out a patronising OBVIOUSLY in response to the talk of breilla & max’s connection. of course they would choose each other over her. ‘ don’t worry. if it becomes a hindrance to me, i have no qualms about thinning the career pack.’

Glitter shrugged once. “I wouldn’t, but my district partner saved mine and that’s why I’m standing here, Iunia,” she told her firmly. “The point is he has a useful skill and if you play nice you can manipulate that kindness for your own advantage.” It wasn’t that she had manipulated Silver; she hadn’t. But Iunia could easily manipulate them if she needed to. It was hard to anticipate exactly what skills would bring her an advantage in the arena.

While she was glad that Iunia seemed to have no qualms about murder, she’d known plenty of careers who thought the same before actually taking a life. It was different. “Good. I know you’re good. You wouldn’t be here if you weren’t. Just be careful not to underestimate the other tributes. It’s bitten a fair number of careers in the ass in recent years.”

#c:iuniavahn

taintedones‌:

───── ‘ I’M HAPPY TO TELL YOU WHATEVER IT IS YOU NEED TO KNOW … but some things should be left to the imagination. ’ she didn’t want any one person to know everything about her. even a mentor whom, as far as she was aware, could be trusted. glitter had connections to other districts, she could let something slip & it could be used against her. like if she mentioned her distaste for close up combat.

glitters advice was solid. basic, but solid nonetheless. she hadn’t given her any bad advice. some things caused a raised eyebrow though, ‘ i’ve already met with both of the tributes from district two.’ she didn’t want to advertise that she already saw herself as more skilled than at least one. ‘ the boy is weak. after all, what kind of a career trains in first aid? ’ that was something you were advised to learn in the capitol to save wasting your time at home. ‘ the girl is a mystery but they seem connected somehow. it’s unclear whether that’ll be an advantage or disadvantage just yet.’ she briefed glitter with zero emotion in her face. she had already considered the idea of getting max killed early, hopefully not by her own hand. that would sever ties with briella. she might need her.

‘ an second opinion on them would be very beneficial. ’ a smile spread across her face, ‘ so if you do your part in finding out more about those two & district four, i’ll do mine & play nice.’

“Good,” Glitter replied. “Then we can go up to the suite and start talking a game plan. I need to know what things you might need to focus on during training. It’s not just show off time though I know some tributes view it that way. You do need to learn things.” She had no doubt that Iunia knew that. She seemed like a very determined and capable tribute, but she also didn’t know some tributes got during training. They assumed they knew it all and wasted their time.

But hearing that she’d already met with the tributes from two surprised her. They hadn’t even been in the Capitol for very long, yet Iunia was already taking initiative. It was either a very good sign of a very bad sign the girl was over confident. Only time would tell which it was. “First aid isn’t a weakness when someone gets hurt. So long as he has weapons training I wouldn’t discount him just because he knows how to save your life if you get injured.” After all, Glitter was still standing there in part because Silver had known enough first aid to help her after the lion tried to maul her. He stopped the bleeding and kept it clean as best as he could until the Games had ended and Glitter was able to get proper treatment.

“But I will talk to their mentors to see what I can find out about them, Iunia,” she reassured the tribute. “If they have a connection you’ll need to be careful. They’ll always pick each other over you if it comes down to it.” She knew that well too. This pair had her reflecting a lot on her own Games. “And I’ll see about the pair from Four too. Just play nice until we can get a feel for the competition.”

#c:iuniavahn

valor-hawthorne‌:

Rose’s eyes lit up at the knowledge that there was a boy in the Tower that was around her age that she could play with. She giggled and bounced a little. Thankfully, Valor had a good hold on her.

“Daddy, Daddy, can I go play?” she exclaimed.

“Later, once Glitter and I are done working, okay? I promise,” he said.

Rose gave a small whine before exclaiming, “Pleeeeease?”

“Later, baby girl,” Valor repeated.

She calmed then before he was able to talk to Glitter a little more about Iunia. He was concerned with how she was acting. It was as if she were a robot, but the way that she seemed to talk about his daughter had him concerned. It was something that Glitter needed to know and she needed to be wary of. He knew Glitter as a kid. He knew how cocky she had been and how full of herself she was, but it was nothing like this. Somehow, this was worse.

“A sense of grandeur, I suppose,” Valor said with a sigh. It didn’t bother him as much as it used to, but it was rather irritating when all he was attempting to do was help them. It wasn’t as though Valor didn’t know what he was doing. He very much did. Sparring with Fell last year had proved that to the entire training center last year. He nearly took him out, except they were going hard enough where they might have put each other in medical if they didn’t.

“Just…” Valor trailed off as he looked at his young protegee. “…be careful with her, Glitter. She came off a little threatening toward Rose, too. It was as though it made her uncomfortable. Suggested putting poison on the tip of her thumb to keep her from sucking it and just got… tense… when she started to cry a little bit. So I would keep Sterling away from her for now until we know what’s going on. I’ll still need to work with her in training, so I’ll probably do more rigorous action plans once we get to that point.”

Glitter understood the insistent toddler behavior far too well. She’d been overwhelmed when it was Emmy, but by the time Sterling came around she had figured out how to deal with it. And of course it helped that she had Wiress to help her out. Sterling looked on her girlfriend like she was his other mom and that was something both Glitter and Wiress took in stride. It was nice having the help.

However, the more Valor spoke about Iunia, the more she frowned. Those sorts of training techniques weren’t uncommon in District One from the more intense parents pushing for a victor child. Even Glitter’s own father had done some rather....outlandish things to her. She could still vividly recall nearly drowning in the pool at the Academy when he brought her with him. He’d thrown her in and told her that she had to learn if she would be a victor. Victors couldn’t rely on any help. She was not quite five.

Pushing those thoughts down, Glitter took a deep breath. “It sounds like the extreme training some parents push for,” Glitter murmured. “My father would have done something like that...so her parents probably did a number on her emotionally.” She sighed, lifting a hand and tucking a lock of hair behind her ear. “I’ll keep Sterling away though, and see if I can get her to open up when I work with her.”

#c:valorrosier #child abuse tw #drowning tw

taintedones‌:

───── ‘ IT’S A SKILL I’VE WORKED HARD FOR. ’ she said proudly, wanting to make glitter aware that she’d gained that with hard work. it wasn’t something that had come natural to her. how could you have pride in something you’d just been born with? that meant you didn’t work for it.

iunia felt one of her braids tickling her shoulder so she flicked in back into its usual place. everything had to been perfect now that she was here. ‘ my mother has trained me for a long time for this moment. to waste it would be foolish, on my part. ’ to waste it would be a death sentence, she thought to herself.

‘ mother has also trained me to accept advice from only the BEST victors. ’ she’d made the ones that iunia should talk to & the ones that she should avoid very clear. iunia had already broken those rules by talking to valor. what mother didn’t know, wouldn’t hurt her. ‘ so, what advice do you have for me? ’

Glitter could tell. She nodded simply, never one to underestimate exactly how hard tributes worked. It wasn’t hard for her to recall the insanity that came from her training as a child. Her father’s pressure was....overwhelming to say the least. That quest for glory was something Glitter still felt now, despite long accomplishing all she was trained for.

While Valor had told her that Iunia seemed cocky, it seemed more likely that she was well trained and bought into the District’s idea that Valor was an embarrassment. While Glitter didn’t see him that way, she knew many did. The fact that Iunia was even asking for advice meant she was less cocky than she seemed.

“That depends on what your strengths and weaknesses are,” Glitter told her. “I need to know you, your skills, and your style before I can tell you what I think. But generally speaking the basic advice is straight forward. Don’t piss off the other tributes during training. Don’t show off too much in front of the others either, especially not the other careers. If they think they’re the most skilled it gives you the upper hand when it comes time to kill them. And be careful in making your alliance. You don’t want a weak link who could compromise you, even if they are from the right district.” She paused for a moment before adding, “But I haven’t seen the tributes from Two and Four yet outside of the reaping footage. I’ll speak with their mentors and get a feel for their background.”

#c:iuniavahn

valor-hawthorne‌:

“Gwittuh,” Rose repeated as she smiled. It didn’t come out right from her lips, but it didn’t matter. It was cute to Valor all the same. She beamed at Glitter’s question as she answered, “Wose! I’m dis many!” She held up three fingers.

Valor chuckled and kissed Rose on the cheek, complimenting her on getting the right number and being polite to Glitter. He was trying to reinforce good morals and a sense of courtesy and manners to her early on. If it was one thing that he wanted to carry over from his old home, it was that.

“I’m sure,” Valor said with a small sigh, his smile dwindling. “She’s one of the ones who doesn’t trust me, so I think this may be something you, Cash, and Opal may need to take the lead on. If she won’t listen to me, I’d rather she listened to you three.”

Glitter beamed when the girl told her how old she was and her name. “Rose! That’s a beautiful name for a beautiful girl,” she assured her. “You’re getting so big though. You know, I bet my little boy would like to play with you. He’s just a little bit older than you.” Sterling was around four and a half now, but that didn’t mean they couldn’t play together.

However, Valor’s comments caused her to sigh. “I’ll work with her. If there’s anything I’ve noticed about the ones that don’t trust you, it’s that they tend to think I’m some sort of legend because of my family name.” Being a Rosseau was nothing to be proud of. It was a legacy filled with pain and suffering, but it wasn’t something easily explained to the tributes.

#c:valorrosier

wircss‌:

Wiress had already determined that Three’s team wouldn’t be able to use their usual choice of sponsors for Ripley; or they could, but they’d need to bring their most persuasive tactics to the table. Terra McClain was always a good choice, and she’d always liked Wiress…

She was flicking through a catalog of sponsors for the 79th Games on her tablet when she heard quick footsteps coming in her direction. Glancing up, she immediately set her tablet aside and rose to her feet, catching Emmy in a hug with one arm and reaching with the other to stroke Sterling’s hair as he latched onto her legs.

“If I fall over, it was probably inevitable,” she laughed. “I’m too clumsy to even walk in a straight line most days.” She looked at Glitter and smiled warmly. “I missed you too. Now are you gonna come in here? It’s not a family hug without you.”

This was good. It was what felt right and what was always missing during those months in District One. The piece of her heart dedicated to her girlfriend always felt missing when they weren’t together.

Half laughing, Glitter stepped forward, joining in the group hug with her girlfriend and children. “Better?” she asked after pressing a kiss to Wiress’ cheek.

“Definitely!” Sterling giggled from around their legs.

Glitter rubbed her son’s back and after a few moments, Emmy peeled off. “Oh come on, Mom, that’s enough it’s getting embarrassing.”

Rolling her eyes, Glitter moved to just slide her arm around Wiress’ waist while Sterling stayed close. “Don’t tell me my little girl is too old for hugs now? Wiress can you believe this?” she asked. “Our little girl is all grown up.” A pause. “Hope we didn’t pull you away from something too important.”

#c:wiressneville

valor-hawthorne‌:

Valor chuckled. “Yes, I remember,” he said.

Rose perked up when she was greeted in a prompt fashion and she gave a beaming smile, happy to be acknowledged. She pulled her arms to her chest, her hands up toward her face in her small formed glee.

“What’s you’s name?” Rose blurted.

Valor rubbed his daughter’s back and quickly interjected to Glitter’s question. “Unfortunately yes,” he said. “Iunia is going to be a bitter pill, I think. One of the cockier ones, unfortunately.”

Glitter smiled at the girl. “I’m Glitter,” she told her with a smile. “You’re a very cute little one. “What’s your name?” She knew, but she also knew that letting kids feel important was the most important thing. “And how old are you, sweetie?”

“Well, we’re use to that kind of stuff. I’m sure we’ll figure it out.” She hadn’t spoken to Iunia much, but Glitter knew cocky and well trained better than most.

#c:valorrosier

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