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Hyacinth had taken on the responsibility of seeing their Tribute off to the catacombs before returning to the living space of the District Eleven floor. Watching the first view of the Arena be shown on the massive screen in front of the two Victors, Hyacinth wasn’t totally sure what the Arena was. Some kind of bright city? “Why do they all have different outfits from one another?” She asked absentmindedly as the count down began.

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At first appears the Arena seemed to be based off a pre-Panem era city called New York City but after the bloodbath had ensued and camera angles changed, more of the Arena was revealed. It seemed to be based of pre-Panem era holidays from what Andromache could tell. What was the implication? All most all in the Districts wouldn’t understand the reference and many in the Capitol wouldn’t. So who was the message aimed at? Those that seek to return times before the Games? 

Andromache would have to ponder it further later because she noticed a familiar face walk into the Tower lobby bar. “Trixie, that’s unfortunate about your Tribute. She had looked promising.” Andromache reached into her satchel and produced Tupperware. “Lemon poppyseed scone?” She offered before continuing “That girl from Twelve is some feral thing, isn’t she?”

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Character Questionnaire

 Your muse is at a bar when the one person they don’t want to see walks in. Who are they? How does your muse react?

Onyx. Quite possibly by punching him in the face. She can’t kill him - that wouldn’t look good. Neither would punching him in the face, but at least it’s better than killing him. 

 What childhood memory still sticks with your muse the most?

Each of her siblings’ deaths in the arenas - especially Bruno. He died in the bloodbath. The look on her parents’ faces was horrified. He’d been the brother she was closest with, her protector.

What bad habits does your muse have?

Drinking, smoking, drugs. Isabela copes with her siblings’ deaths by all of the above, and sleeping around. If she can mask her emotions with substances, or ignore them with physical pleasure then she doesn’t have to face her emotions. 

What is your muse’s perception of family?

Family sucks. Her parents were horrible, only caring to get a victor out of one of their children no matter the cost. Her siblings were her one safety net, however they’re all dead. 

Does your muse have any pets? If so, what are their name and breed?

Yes, Isa has a small dog - probably a chihuahua mix - named Gremlin.

If your muse could only save one thing from their burning house, what would it be?

The beanie her older brother Camilo gave her before his games. 

What living person does your muse most despise?

Onyx - simple

What is your muse’s greatest regret?

Not volunteering in her sister, Daniela’s place. Not keeping Daniela safe. Being on the otherside of the screen and watching as her sister was dead and now being unable to do anything to her killer.

Does your muse believe in the afterlife?

No. Once you’re dead and in the ground, you’re dead and in the ground. 

What criticism would your muse’s worst enemy make of them, that your muse secretly agree with?

That she’s a horrible sister. 

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Isabela’s fashion sense varies greatly with one common characteristic - her outfits are loud. She favors bright clothes, daring cutouts and vibrant patterns whether it be in sweats or in a form fitting dress.

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Task-007

Already Known Skills

Knot Tying -  Exemplary - Used a lot during Raven’s illegal hunting and trapping trips

Edibility -  Exemplary - Learned from Katniss and illegal books from the Hob

Medicinal Plant ID -  Exemplary - Learned from Katniss and experience

First Aid -  Exemplary -  Learned from Katniss and growing up in the woods

Cooking - Competent - Learned from mother and then experience in the woods

Trapping - Exemplary - Learned from experience and illegal books before being trained more by Katniss

Fire Making -  Exemplary - Learned growing up in the woods

Tracking -  Exemplary - Learned from experience and illegal books

Camouflage -  Exemplary - Learned from experience

Hand to Hand - Competent - Learned from Katniss

Self Defense - Competent - Learned from Katniss

Archery - Exemplary - Self learned before being trained more by Katniss

Learned During Training

Swimming - Trixanne

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Waiting in the wings while Caesar began his introductions and crowd pleasing, Sapphire painted a smile upon her face and straightened out the pastel pink sequins of the floor length gown she wore. Soon enough however, Caesar was motioning towards the wings and calling her name. “The one and only Sapphire Giada! C’mon out and join us.” And so, Sapphire did just that, striding confidently onto the stage and returning the hug that Caesar offered.

“Thank you Caesar,” she smiled brightly, moving to sit as the man did the same.

“So, Sapphire,” Caesar began, sitting forward conspirytedly, “can you tell us how you received your training score? It was pretty impressive.”

Diamond gasped in mock shock, hand over her chest as she sat back a bit. “Now Caesar, I think that’s against the rules.” She chuckled. “All you all get to know if how great of a score I earned.”

Caesar nodded in agreement, rolling his eyes playfully as he too sat back in his chair, crossing one leg over another. “Fine fine, you are right, dear Sapphire. It never hurts to try though. Okay, how about this - alliances. Do you have any?”

Sapphire shook her head, “Nu-uh. I plan to go it on my own. Easier that way, especially with only twelve tributes out of the gate. We’re already half way there, thanks Madame President.”

“That is very true.” Caesar agreed. “So then, are you ready to go into the arena? Do you think you have what it takes to win?”

Now it was Sapphire that sat forward, elbows on her knees, very un ladylike. “Obviously I have what it takes. I’ve been training for this since I convinced my mother to let me attend the Academy. I’ve been ready for years.” And she felt as if she had been. Her mother may not have wanted to her to volunteer, but it’d always been Sapphire’s intent.

“Well, Sapphire… a little birdie has told me that you weren’t even supposed to volunteer. There was another person back in One who was supposed to volunteer. Is that correct?”

Sapphire’s smile fell off her face at Caesar’s words, a slight frown turning down the corners of her lips as she thought about that particular fact. “Your little birdie would be correct, Caesar. I wasn’t supposed to volunteer. But that wasn't because of my lack of skill or the academy, but because my mother has too much influence at the academy and she did not want me to volunteer.” She didn’t want anyone in the Capitol thinking she couldn’t do it. It already bothered her enough that her mother didn’t think she could.

Caesar seemed to take that in, letting out a sympathetic sound before continuing. “Well, if Diamond didn’t want you to volunteer, then why did you? Volunteer that is?”

“I volunteered because I know I am more than capable.” Sapphire huffed, irritation growing, “I want to prove that to my mother, that I can and I will do this. I am just as capable as she is and just as capable as Mrs. Santos and fucking Diana.”

Caesar blew a puff of air out, looking to the crowd with widened eyes. This was getting juicy and would sure be the topic of gossip in the coming days. “Alright, take a deep breath Sapphire. Take a deep breath and tell me - why should the sponsors fund you?”

Sapphire’s eyes narrowed. She did not care for being patronized. “Well, I did get the highest score in training and except for the kids from Two and Four, I have the training and skills to back myself. Besides that, many of the sponsors already know me and I them. It’s not like this is the first time that I’ve been to the Capitol. There’s also the fact my mother’s a Victor. We’ve had back to back victors before, but never had a legacy victory - and Trixanna doesn’t count. Her real mom wasn’t a victor.” She was beginning to be done with this conversation, ready to sulk off back stage.

“Well then ladies and gentlemen! We only have time for one more question for this lovely lady. Sapphire,” Caesar leaned forward once more, eyes on the teenager, “if you could say anything to someone back home what would you say and who would it be to?” He asked.

“I don’t know if this counts since she’s here in the Capitol and not back home, but to my mom. I just want her to know that she’s underestimated me and tried to keep me from doing what I wanted. I can and will prove you wrong and I will be a better victor too.” By the time the words were out of her mouth, she was already standing and Caesar was quick to follow, not wanting it to seem if she were fleeing.

“Sapphire Giada ladies and gents! Thank you for your time tonight dear girl, and may the odds be ever in your favor!”

Sapphire didn’t spare him any other words before she was quick to make her way off stage, already pulling bobby pins from her hair when she made it back to the wins.

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Task-010 - Interview

Standing in the wings of the stage, Raven watched the guy from District Eleven’s interview in silence. She appreciated that KyAnne didn’t seem to mind the silence that allowed Raven’s ever analyzing brain to process everything going through it at the moment. Some tv production person signaled to Raven that the current interview was wrapping up. She drew in a slow deep breath, lifting her chin and then waited for the signal to go on stage. Raven knew who she was but she also knew who she needed to be in the Interview in order to get Sponsors. 

Signaled to go on stage, Raven smiled and waved as she crossed the stage towards Caesar fucking Flickerman. She offered her hand to be shaken but instead Caesar lifted to kiss the back of it. The crowd roared. 

Taking her seat, Raven smoothed out her dress. “Raven Baldoni, now that’s a traditional District Twelve name if I’ve ever heard one.” Caesar started. Raven smiled and nodded “Yes, Raven is a family name.” She shared. 

“Speaking of family, Raven, if you could say one thing to someone back home, what would it be?” Raven turned towards the crowd, and cameras, “Mom, don’t worry. I’ll be back home before you know it.” The crowd awed. 

“Do you think you have what it takes to win? It sounds like you do!” Caesar laughed with the crowd. Raven smiled politely “You’re right Caesar, I do think I have what it takes to win. I may not be your classic contender but I think I am a well rounded Tribute and I think I have a good chance of being crowned Panem’s next Victor.” She explained.

Caesar grinned and clapped “I love the confidence and it seems you have the training scores to back up your claim! Can you tell us how you received your training score?” Raven smiled a smile almost edging to a smirk. “Sorry Caesar, I want to keep my best kept secrets a secret until I’m in the Arena.”

“Hopefully you can answer this one, if you could have one thing provided for you in the Arena what would it be?” Caesar raised his brows questioningly “Oh! That is a really good one. I think I would have to go with a way to access portable water. Whether that be purifying tablets or a spile or something else.” Raven decided.

“Now on the flipside, what do you hope to not find in the Arena?” Caesar then asked. “Poison fog for sure. Though now that I said that I bet Valeria will decide the Arena needs some poison fog.” She tried to joke.

Caesar laughed at the joke before quickly moving the interview along, “Are you ready to go in the Arena, Raven?” Raven nodded slowly “I think that is a lot more complex of a question than a lot of people realize. I don’t believe anyone can truly be ready to go in Arena but I feel confident going in. The Games are going to happen whether you’re ready or not.”

“Now, for any of our viewers who did not see Raven’s Reaping, she volunteered. Why did you volunteer, Raven?” Raven couldn’t help her frown. “It was the right thing to do.” She finally decided on.

“You know, seeing you volunteer for that little girl reminded me a lot of someone else. You know who that is?” Raven shook her head no but she didn’t like where this was going. “Katniss Everdeen. You know her right?” Raven nodded “Of course, everyone knows of Katniss.” Raven forced a smile. “Yes, but you know Katniss quite well. She is your Mentor back in Twelve.” Raven’s brows furrowed and she shook her head “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Raven’s pulse was quickening. “That’s alright dear. Thanks for talking with us tonight!”

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Task 004

KyAnne is most grateful for her luck. She, at one point, would have said she hated her luck. But luck dragged her into the games and quite honestly she can’t say anything but luck got her out of the games alive.