#rising starter

[vanea-eleven-blog]

Vanea was late. Furious with herself, but more importantly, late. The culmination of sleeping for two hours a night, wracked with anxiety and nightmares otherwise, took it’s toll, and now she’d managed to sleep a full four hours, and was late to training. 

It was a scant five minutes to get dressed and splash water on her face before she was in the hall, her running pace slowing to a casual walk when she enters, peering in to find everyone already in place, at their respective stations. A few had paired off, as before, the gaggle of careers jeering at each other. There was one other tribute, standing to her right, doing up bandages on their arms.

“An accident?” she asked flippantly, her heart rate still slowing from the run. 

[harlequintiberius-blog]

Leaning back against the wall he ignored the stylist talk about a million things. He honestly sure if it was supposed to be for him or if they were talking to themselves at this point. Letting out a huff he grinned when someone walked up to stand next to him. “Can you believe these people? Honestly I think she’s been talking for an hour.”

[vodenjak-blog1]

                “you know, i’ve heard the roof is actually a pretty calm place-- as surprising as that might be.”

[vodenjak-blog1]

                 breaking the bread in his hands, dean inspected it with full cheeks. something was wrong. although it was CLOSE to what he knew back home, the baked fish bread seemed oddly coloured. a little too bright in the green department. what did they use? emeralds? odd, very odd. “they’ve dyed this, i think. there’s no way that the seaweed would make it that colour.” he proclaimed once he had swallowed what was in his mouth, his nose crinkling. the longer the taste stayed on his tongue, the more unpleasant it became. so much for that little piece of home.

[faerwaldjuniper-blog]

Faer walked off the train, dragging his feet he wasn’t looking forward to any part of this. In fact, he was trying to talk his brain into agreeing to just sprint away and let the guards kill him. But he couldn’t, he just couldn’t. If there was any chance that he’d make it through the games -- not leave his parents with another dead son, he’d have to try his best. He was so lost in his thoughts, he didn’t even realize all of the things around him until he noticed everyone else looking up and staring at the buildings, he glanced around before quickly looking back down without a real care. 

[harlequintiberius-blog]

“Relax now!” He walked up patting the person on the back. “We’re in the Capital! We’re supposed to have fun before we all die right? Why does everyone look so grim!” Harlequin let out a laugh, “We’re alive now my friends!”

[velvetdemarais]

Walking off the train Velvet looked around at the faces of the tributes. A smirk came to her lips as she watched the different emotions pass over their faces. Awe and poorly covered fear were the most obvious ones. “Oh to be young.” She muttered passing a girl who was staring with wide eyes at the buildings. “Imagine if we could stat that way.”

[twosescort-blog]

                   “preparations, preparations, busy, busy. being hauled four ways at once ISN’T fun, but believe you me, some of the stylists this year don’t have a clue what district they’re designing for. three hours it took me to get them to reconsider two’s ridiculous costumes.”