#kayla switch

[haven-ducari-blog]

Little Creepy World || Hayla

Combat training was one activity that Haven had no interest in joining. The other tributes intimidated her and she knew in her heart that even if she turned out to be some kind of genius with a weapon, she wouldn't have a chance against them. She didn't even have the option of killing in self-defense because anyone she hurt would come back to her as a ghost. Instead, she'd resolved to accept her impending death and enjoy the rest of her days as much as possible. She did this by getting fresh air on the roof and in the gardens, borrowing books from one of the small training center collections, and spending time with the friends she was growing to love- no matter how painful it would be to part from them, they remained dear and important to Haven. She was in a small room now with two chairs and a single bookshelf that didn't deserve to call itself a library. Lost in her thoughts, she didn't even notice that she wasn't alone until she reached out and grabbed not a book, but the hand of another tribute. She immediately let go. Physical contact had always made her uncomfortable but she had no trouble managing a smile and a whispered apology, "Sorry. I didn't see you."

[capitol-puppetsrp-confessions]

I’m not afraid.” Kayla whispered to the ghost which remained indifferent to the girl’s words, seeming not to understand them. “I’m not afraid. I’m not afraid of you!” She began louder, standing her ground and lowering her eyebrows. ‘And there is only one thing we say to Death; Not today.

Kayla Switch

[jessesprain]

Anybody Home? | Kayla & Jesse |

With at least one encounter down Jesse had a feeling that talking to these tributes may be worthwhile. Especially the ones with attitude. That would definitely capture his attention. Laughing lightly to himself he walked out of his room and towards the kitchen. He hadn't seen his mentor lately or his escort and it seemed a little odd. The two of them were either together plotting something for both him and Kayla. He'd finally learnt her name. After almost 3 days he had remembered.

As he walked along the corridor, back towards his room he heard a noise from behind a door. Going up to it he knocked a few times. "Hello?" he stood there waiting for a reply. But when he heard nothing he knocked again. "You have 3 seconds and then I open the door and come in. Either you open it yourself or I will." the tone he used was friendly but the underlying seriousness was there. He wasn't completely joking. He would open the door, and he would go in. Whether the person behind it liked it or not.

[talon-andrews]

Hell Is For Children || Talon and Lala

Feather just had to do that. She cared about him or at least she said she did; but in the process of actually getting him to talk, she'd opened up a series of old wounds that she didn't even know existed. Talon found himself angry and emotionally vulnerable. Years had passed since the last time anyone saw that side of him and it wasn't going to happen again. Distancing himself from Feather wasn't easy but it was necessary. She knew too much and he hated her for it. Wandering the halls of the training center somewhat aimlessly, he eventually found himself outdoors in one of the gardens open to tributes. It wasn't where he wanted to be but it wasn't a bad place to think- to be alone. After a few steps, however, Talon realized he wasn't so alone after all. There was a tiny dark-haired girl settled somewhat serenely on the ground, surrounded by flowers and apparently lost in her own thoughts. She was probably the year's youngest tribute; maybe twelve or thirteen. About as young as Talon was when... He shut his eyes and snarled at the memory. After a tense moment, he forced his eyes to reopen and focus on the girl again. The idea hadn't actually occurred to him until he laid eyes on her that second time. It had been such a long time since he hurt anything and she'd never tell... That settled, Talon forced himself to approach carefully as though he didn't want to frighten her. "Hi," he whispered with a mock-soothing tone, moving to kneel beside the girl. His charade would only last for a minute but it was always a good way to start. The first attack would be unexpected and entirely worth the effort. Talon forced a smile, "What's your name?"

[joshbookk]

Listen to the Music of the Moment || Kayla & Josh

Ever since Josh had come to the capitol, all he craved was to get his hands on anything musical. He needed to hear a small tune at the mercy of his fingertips or even just a creative beat. At home, he took his access to music for granted. Now the only thing he wanted, was just to create music. Aside from his desire for music, Josh wanted to explore the place. He hadn't left his flat since he and Birdie first came. Unfortunately, she didn't move either. He needed space from her. Finally, Josh was down in the training center, looking very uncomfortable and out of sorts. Weapons made him nervous. It wasn't until a small voice made him jump did he come to his senses.