#day4*

[nikola-dross]

Take Shelter || Night of Day 4 || Thalia & Nik

He still hadn't slept. His skull throbbed with a migraine, everything hurt. He felt like he was going out of his mind. The bed in the Capitol suite was the finest he'd ever had, but he couldn't get comfortable. His head was too full of thoughts all jumbled together and tripping over each other. A car horn from below on the Capitol streets sent a white hot bolt of pain through his skull. He curled in on himself, eyes squeezed shut against the threat of tears.

Then, unprompted, an image of Thalia's softly smiling face rose in his mind. He remembered her offer. It was late, and he'd worried before that she had only offered to be polite, but he was desperate.

He slipped silently from his room and out of the suite to the elevator. He didn't see any Peacekeepers about, which he was thankful for. They probably only really cared if a tribute tried to escape. The elevator stopped at floor eleven and he stepped out into the dark, quiet suite. He tip-toed to the room he was fairly certain was Thalia's and knocked quietly at the door, careful not to wake anyone else in the suite.

"Thalia?" he whispered, "Thalia, it's Nik."

[nikola-dross]

Hunter and Hunted || Special Station || Titus & Nik

Nik was having trouble keeping his mind on the station at hand. He ran his finger tips along the wall in the dark and kept telling himself to pay attention for any signs of other tributes, but his thoughts continued to drift. He kept thinking about the station itself and what it could mean for the impending games. It was required but apparently nonstandard, so would they be outfitted with he goggles and jackets in the arena, or would only a few be lucky enough to grab them while the rest grappled in the dark? The practice with the gear was essentially just a game of cat and mouse with heat signatures, and he wondered if that meant close quarters in a dark arena. But then again, too close would make for an awfully quick games and he was sure the Capitol would be less than pleased with that.

But he really did need to focus. Even if he seemed to be alone in the station so far. Maybe it was the lack of sleep jumbling his thoughts again... He was toying with the idea of leaving the dark enclosure to have a go at dissecting the goggles, when a flash of color caught his eye. He ducked behind a corner and peered out carefully. It was definitely a tribute, although he'd nearly missed them thanks to their heat concealing jacket. He just hoped he hadn't been spotted himself. He pressed himself against the wall, wishing he could make out the identity of the person in the dark but it was practically impossible.