Orphaned at One

Sator x District 11 x Fifteen

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milo-karat:

Milo was stunned to hear himself called ignorant, especially since he didn’t think he’d done or said anything that was shocking or out of place. “I am from the Capitol, yes,” he stated, saying the first few words slowly as he tried to gather his thoughts to best defend himself. “I’ve actually read a lot, especially about the Games and different tributes and victors from over the years. A fair amount of victors, either from outer districts or who knew other tributes from outer districts well, have made claims that education was so inadequate in some parts that they didn’t know how to write or read properly. Or the education was adequate, but they were required to leave school to take on a job very early.”

Sator stared at the male, trying to comprehend what this man was saying. “Again, mate, you are right that education isnt the best. And that we get pulled from school early. But how old did you learn how to read and write? Ten?” Sator asked him shocked. “You learn how to write when you first enter school and let me help educate you for a moment.” He said placing a hand on the male’s shoulder. “We dont get pulled out of school when we are six.” He spoke very slow for him, as if he needed some help to understand. “Listen here, Capitol boy. You may believer that me calling you ignorant is wrong but trust me, you’re very ignorant and you may want to be careful what you say to the other tributes. Why? Because you are gonna get this huge target on your back and you’re not gonna know what to do in the arena.” He knew that he sounded rude but he was really trying to protect and help him out. “Also, stop assuming stuff. That’ll get you into loads of trouble.”

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Task 002: Reaping

It was the same day that everyone dreaded that came twice a year. Reaping Day. Living in an orphanage, the nerves were high. More than half of the children who lived there were old enough to have their name in the bowl. Every year, the night before the Reaping, the house parent allowed for all of the children participating in the Reaping to share a room in hopes that it could calm their nerves. Of course it usually made everything worst as all of the children spoke about the ‘what ifs’. Sator just chose to ignore everyone and sleep in the corner of the room. He didnt care if his name was called. It wasnt that he thought he could win, he just didnt care if he participated. 

When everyone woke up from their sleep, they all hurried and got dressed, ate a piece of toast, and lined up at the door for one of the helpers to escort them to the town square. Sator took the end of the line in hopes that no one would try to talk to him on their way to there. Once everyone was all signed in, Sator made his way to the where the male fifteen year olds were to stand. Just standing there with his hands in his pockets, he noticed that the escort for his District was new. A male he had never seen before, causing him to roll his eyes. It was times for the girls’ and a name was called then it was time for the boys. “Blaine Wellflower.” Almost immediately he heard a scream and cries coming from the audience in the back. He quickly looked behind him before looking back at the the children, trying to find where exactly the kid was. When he saw that he was pulled out of the thirteen year old’s arena, he immediately rose his hand in the air. “I volunteer!” He yelled out, a volume he had never heard his voice reach. Everyone was now staring at him, all eyes were on him. He cleared his throat. “I volunteer to take his.. Blaine’s, place.” The boy walked out of the crowd and let himself be escorted to the front. He walked passed the boy who’s name was originally pulled and he stopped Sator. “Thank you.” The younger boy said softly with tears in his eyes. “Don’t mention it.” He said simply before taking his place on the stage. Many people were silently wondered why he volunteered for the kid. Even though Sator couldnt hear them, he knew that’s what they were whispering to each other and even what they were thinking. It was obvious why he volunteered, to himself anyway. The younger kid had parents that loved him. A family that could be ripped apart if the kid was to die in the games. He didnt want to see that happen. He just wished that there was some way that he could help the girl who was reaped as well. 

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milo-karat:

“Some people can play by ear,” Milo immediately defended, not seeing why his question seemed so offensive when he’d read plenty about the state of some outer district tributes when they first arrived at the Tower. “No, because I know education outside of the Capitol is lacking in a lot of areas. What district are you from?”

“Yeah, sure, it’s lacking in bullshit like science and you know, other really smart stuff.” He defended. “Not in stuff like writing and simple math. You’re the most ignorant fuck I’ve ever met, you know that?” He rolled his eyes. “Eleven. And by your ignorant comment, I’ll say your from the Capitol.”

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capri-gryffon:

Not sure what to say to the other, he knew the boy was right, swallowing hard, Capri knew he couldn’t start saying he was a rebel. “I don’t do it willingly, I mean I do it, but I don’t like doing it. I would prefer if it could just not happen.” Frowning. “I’m sorry, I just want to get along with you, and I don’t know, be a team. Cause we’re all here for District Eleven.” 

“You dont? Is someone holding a knife to your throat forcing you to?” He asked him with a raised eyebrow, looking around him for that person. “I dont get along with people in general why are you taking this to heart so much?” He asked him confused.

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harper-whent:

Harper hated being back in the Capitol.  She’d left Rosemary with Cruz and went to find her tributes.  When she found one of them sitting there playing a flute, she shook her head.  “No,” Harper told him.  “That’s very beautiful.  How did you learn to play the flute?”

Sator looked up at the woman and shrugged his shoulders. “Too much time on my hands, I suppose. Our house parent had one and she let me play it.” He told her, putting the flute next to him.

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cruzjackknife:

Cruz couldn’t help but smirk at the man’s woes. “Sometimes I wonder if they’ve changed or if we’re the ones who have. Regardless, I’m sure you’ll find them. No two pairs of tributes are ever the same and you can’t treat them like they are, unfortunately.”

“Oh gosh.. does that mean we are getting old?” The male asked him, rubbing his temples at the thought of being old. What he just said made him sound old, which he didnt notice until Cruz pointed it out. “I suppose you’re right.”

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orionlevelle:

“A therapist? I think you should only pursue that if you can offer a solution to people’s problems, which I haven’t seen,” he teases. Poor kid, won’t even live long enough to pursue anything. Orion laughs, glancing up at bangs that were in his field of vision just enough. “I swear, there are a few spots of brown, you just to have a close eye,” he says, looking back at the kid with a grin. “But, hey, there worst things in the world than being color blind,” he teases once again.

Sator rose an eyebrow. “Solid burn, mate. Since you have doubts in my skills than you arent going to a get a discount on my therapy sessions. Just remember you did that to yourself.” He said with a smirk. Sator stared at the male’s hair for a moment and tilted his head, closing one eye. “Hm, yeah, definitely not seeing any brown.. You would know since you’re obviously the one who is colored blind.” Sator returned the teasing tone.

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cruzjackknife:

The man looked past the snide remarks and pressed onwards. “I’ll of course respect your wishes. Although, I wouldn’t deny help so casually now. The arena will send you into circumstances in which you’ll never be able to anticipate.”

“Oh, it’s not that I dont think I need your help. I’m sure I’m gonna need a lot of help. I’m not an overly confident prick who thinks he is untouchable.. But I’m not going to have help wasted on me when someone can be helped that has a life to return to from the games.” He said with a simple shrug of his shoulders.

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orionlevelle:

“Damn, and here I was trying to deny it for so long,” he says, with the same joking tone. It was clear the boy wasn’t expecting this, and maybe a bit off put. That wasn’t his intention, but it was probably for the better. Orion wouldn’t be able to get to know the other tributes if he didn’t throw them off a little bit, all of them were so tense. I would be too, if I were in their shoes instead of mine. “Well, you should do it more, if you ask me,” he says. He laughs, a hand going up to the platinum hair. “No, no, it’s natural alright,” he says, pushing through it with his fingers, so it stood up, “Though I wouldn’t say it’s blinding, it’s like a dirty blonde.”

“Glad I could clear that one up for you mate. I think I should be some kind of therapist, I’m pretty helpful. So helpful I shock myself.” He said shrugging his shoulders. He could tell this man was a Career. Just the way he held himself and seemed confident about stuff. He knew that he should probably stay on his good side unless he wanted to be a target right when the games started but he wasnt good at being on people’s good sides. “Natural? One of us must be colored blind because I dont see dirty blonde. Definitely blinding blonde.”

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capri-gryffon:

Nodding his head, “Yeah, best friends!” He frowned though as the other began to laugh and say how they’d never be friends. “I uhh get what you’re saying, but I am here to help you, really I am! We’re a team Sator, and I’m going to do everything I can to help get you out and back home. So I don’t see any issues here.”

“Help me?” Sator asked him shocked. “This isnt about what you’re doing to me, mate. You may do whatever you can to help me get out but you know what you’re going to do in a few months? Go right back to my district and take two more kids. You were willing to take a twelve year old from his family. I could never look passed that.” He said simply, shrugging his shoulders. “Besides, it’s not just you. I just dont do friends.”

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milo-karat:

Milo shrugged, finding that considering the boy’s attitude, his suggestion was probably the best option. “I arrived right as you were finishing playing, actually,” Milo clarified, still calm though his patience was already beginning to slip away. He was confused by the sudden self-analysis from the boy but didn’t question it. “Alright, well perhaps put a sign on the door, then, if you don’t want to be disturbed but still want to keep it open. Do you know how to write?”

“It’s a public room mate, cant really do that, can I? Besides, some people would just ignore it.” He said with a shrug. The next question the other male asked caused the male to smirk. What kind of question was that? “You’re right. I can make music with instruments but I’m not smart enough to write.” He rolled his eyes. “Of course I know how to fucking write. I’m not some idiot. What gives you the impression that I cant? Because I didnt make a ‘do not disturb’ sign like your dumb idea?” Sator asked, standing up.

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barrettvulcan:

The boy was all but stomping all over his nerves with metal-toed shoes. “It was hot. Couldn’t find the remote, so I pulled the blinds down myself. Not a crime.” He couldn’t see why the boy from Eleven was insistent on making a mountain out of a molehill. If he wanted a fight, he could have at least waited till training started. One of the career dolls would happily oblige his vigorous spirit.

“But..” Sator paused. “Correct me if I’m wrong, but wouldnt pulling down the blinds make it even more hot and did you no good?” He leaned back against the couch and rested his feet up on the coffee table. One of Sator’s favorite things to do was to get on people’s nerves so why would be any different here? “You’re floor is pretty nice. Hopefully you dont end up destroying it even more.”

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melpomenexrhode:

“Oh, you don’t have to say thank you, I was just telling the truth.” Mel giggled, waving him off. “Melpomene.” She said with a smile, extending her hand. “But you can just call me Mel, most people do.” She paused for a moment, deciding whether or not to share where she was from. She’d been told by her escort that a lot of District people didn’t like Capitolites, though she couldn’t quite imagine why. Perhaps it was because they never really spent time in the Capitol, that could be the only explanation, they were simply ill-informed. “I’m one of the Capitol tributes.” 

“Melpomene? That sure is a mouth full, I see why everyone calls you Mel..” Some people’s names sure were odd. He was glad that his wasnt too bad. “Capitol tribute, huh? Just curious, how do you feel about your own district turning against you and making you apart of the Hunger Games? I mean, you were living life great as Capitol kids until not too long ago. Does it make you hate the Capitol like the rest of us?” He asked curiously. “I mean, you guys are so unprepared..”

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cruzjackknife:

“Harper,” he answered already mourning the potential for liking the young boy. “That isn’t what’s important, however. I can be of assistance to you too, given my own tributes don’t fair well.”

Sator’s eye widened with shock. “Harper, huh? Well some people get pitty.” He said with a shrug. “Ah, that’s pretty cool. If you get a mentor that is in a relationship, you get sort of another mentor. Almost like we are your children. How nice. But, I wont be needing anyone’s help so the thought is unnecessary.”

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barrettvulcan:

Irritating. The first word to pop into his head to describe the unknown male’s voice. It was high like the way a boy’s voice cracks during puberty, except constantly. His storytelling was bothersome as well, particularly given that nobody had asked him to share at all.

Sitting up on the couch, it became clear the boy was in fact going through puberty and that there was hope for his shrill voice yet. “No idea,” Barrett replied matter-of-factly. He flipped the television on, the illusion of quiet time fading quickly from existence.

Sator looked at the television and smriked when it was turned on by the male. Snatching the remote from the male, he turned off the television. “Dont be rude.” He said sternly “I mean, in less there was a rabid animal in here, I dont see anyone else around so I guess you tore down the blinds?” He asked him. “Or they just gave you a trashed room which isnt very nice. If you asked me anyway..”

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milo-karat:

“I was just curious, it wasn’t all that important,” Milo stated, voice even and calm despite how confused he was by the sudden hostility from someone he didn’t think he’d slighted at all. “There are easier ways to say you’d prefer not to be disturbed. There was no barrier to getting in the room, it wasn’t a wrong assumption that whoever was in here wouldn’t mind if someone else walked in.”

“Oh yeah, I supposed I could of just stayed in my room and kept the door locked, that may be a good idea.” Sator thought about it but he didnt really want to be trapped in one area. “Maybe but you didnt just walk in here, you came in and stared. Some people just aint friendly, mate, and I’m one of them. Where you think it’s okay to walk up to people, I avoid them.” He said simply.

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capri-gryffon:

“You’re welcome!” Smiling at the tribute, oblivious to the fact he didn’t want to talk. “It’s nice to meet you Sator, by the way. I mean I’m sorry it has to be under these circumstances and I’m sorry that I had to pull out the names that led to you and your partner being here, but I’m sure we can be best friends! I promise to do everything I can to help you!” 

“Beat friends?” Sator asked with his eyebrow raised, not being able to control the laughter that was escaping his mouth. He could tell he wasnt at District Eleven anymore, people were smarter than that. “We will never be best friends. Or even friends.” He cleared up. “You work for the Capitol. I’m a prisoner of the Capitol. You’re loud. I hate loud. You’re an escort. I’m a tribute. See the issues here?”