All Powerful Eyes | Burton, Amethyst
The Training Centre had now had a new platform installed - opposite the chamber for the Gamemakers was now another room, with the same glass windows and plush chairs, in order to allow Mentors to watch their Tributes in training before the Games began in full. Burton had thought it a smart idea to try and get a heads up on the competition, and went up there to keep an eye on Harper and Ryan. However, he'd expected to be there alone - he certainly hadn't anticipated sharing space with a quiet young woman, also watching the action.
He recognised her after taking another look - it was the newest Victor, Amethyst from District 1. The Games that had just taken place had been brutal, and the bloody monsoon that had washed out the whole house had taken out most of the Tributes as well. He remembered watching poor Phoenix spluttering as the blood reached the ceiling, the lad drowning in mere seconds. It hadn't been the most successful of Games, looking back on them.
"Ah; there you are. It's Amethyst, right? Good to see our newest Victor getting so invested in the Training Centre." Burton nodded as he approached her carefully, looking through the glass at the assembly of Tributes. It was peculiar, seeing Tributes of all shapes and sizes - the elderly fighting alongside tiny children, all preparing to be thrown headfirst into the Arena within days and expected to murder one another.
"... the name's Burton Copperfield - in charge of mentoring District 6." He held out a hand for her. "Pleasure to make your acquaintance properly - I know we spoke very briefly indeed during your Victory Tour..."