#p4estarter

[district8legacy]

It was that time of year again. Cambric wasn’t too worried about the Quell because it wasn’t all that different than any other Hunger Games. Sure they had a new training center and the like, but he still had two tributes to take care of. Right now, Cambric wanted to do what he could to make them feel more at ease. Food was good at that and District Eight tributes always needed another meal.

“Sorry, this is for my guests of honor.” He joked as he moved the plate he was holding. “Speaking of which, have you seen them? My tributes. Unless they have been whisked away to the place magic happens.” The truth was, Cambric knew they were scared, but he didn’t want to tip that hand unnecessarily. The Games had just begun. 

[songsbornofgrain]

Of all the moments she spent in the Capitol, Arista felt like the parade was the easiest. There was not much for her to do other than direct her tributes around and tell them to smile, wave, and be likable. She found herself hoping for their sake she was a recent enough Victor to garner them some of the attention of the sponsors. It was one of many things that were both running through and weighing heavily on her mind.

“Is there something I can help with?” She found herself asking because there was always someone that needed help. Tributes were often lost, stylists needed help carrying things, or sponsors were looking for a little insight on this year's newest recruits. Whoever it was, she wanted to be of assistance if she could.

[flowerofpanem]

Her hair was curled, there was makeup on her face, and Moly had the most uncomfortable shoes on her feet. Honestly, she was debating if she could get away with going barefoot without drawing notice. Her dress was probably long enough to cover her feet. People surely would not be paying attention to her feet or her honestly. Moly knew District Three was just that District unfortunately sandwiched between the three Districts people cared most about, the Careers.

“Can you hand me that sandwich?” Moly asked the person that had come up next to her. If she had to be paraded around like some kind of expensive doll the least they could do was feed her for it.