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the arena is quiet , he hates it. the silence. the way it echoes and stretches across the forest like some sort of chaotic evil force coming for them in the night. maybe it's why he refuses to sleep , insisting that the reason is that he's keeping watch , while in all reality , his brain is spiraling in over drive... he's sure she's seen it. as much as he likes the pair from one , it's easy enough to fool them into basking in his greatness. but clove is different. it's as if she can read right through him. maybe because she can , being from two. on the bright side , she's at least pretended to go with the plan for now... which he appreciates. no he's a little more worried about that girl from twelve. what kind of bullshit that she scored higher than him on the entrance examination and now... he's sure she is somewhere still alive --- there were plenty of canons today , but he didn't see her not after the initial bloodbath and then that tree... , which means she was likely not amongst the dead. eyes trained up on the sky as if praying that he sees her face. if he has one weakness....

a large size when someone has a ranged weapon is certainly not an ideal place to be. he ears the shift and doesn't even have to turn to know. he wonders if his racing thoughts have somehow managed to wake her... is he breathing too hard ? is he somehow subconsciously making nose without realizing ? . « they still sleeping ? we should probably find somewhere to actually make camp. » the unsaid words are loud ( i don't feel safe exposed like this ).

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the lack of surprise from the persuasions of district two are ( inevitable ). he is --- surprised , to say the lease that they've allowed their careers to expose themselves this much prior to the games already. though he figures ( in the back of his mind ) that there is a certain president to thank for that. the man wants nothing more than to see district twelve crushed. which means , if he has to rig the game in the careers favor more than usual , why not. no one is really thinking about the 74th games. no one will notice if it's a little more rigged than normal. what everyone is looking forward to is the 75th. and huck has a sinking feeling that next year , the games will be outside of the regular pool of kids ( he wonders how adults will react to their names in the reaping pool ). or so the rumor has it anyway , at least he's safe --- being a victor. still , she is a presence regardless. he wonders if flickerman noticed it as well in their interviews , the golden boy is larger and more charismatic ... but she , she's the real weapon that two brought to the games. and he's nothing but impressed by it. « doll i ain't think that you'll do yourself much good keeping them for company. » he speaks up motioning towards the kids from one , figures if he's going to get his kids any alliances , she's the one they likely don't want to have to keep checking over their shoulder for. « you and your district partner , y'all really something of a skill set , why don't you finish makin' ya'llsellves the undeniable advantage , and add a little bit of tinkerin' madness to your duo , » with that he motions towards his own two tributes , who could likely outsmart the entire arena if they wanted , but need to be able to make it out of the initial bloodbath to do so. « they can outsmart anythin' 'cept maybe a knife to the throat. »

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