Are you really safe? || Nausicaa and Haven
The training centre was in full swing; with tributes scrambling to learn a new skill or refresh an old one. The thought of the arena was messing with their heads and I was sure a few were already feeling a twinge of nervousness about impressing us tomorrow. But there was one tribute I was a little worried about, I had heard she had finally taken herself to the infirmary to have the wounds inflicted on her by Xanthus tended to. He had every right to do what he did, after all, she struck first. However, I was worried that now she was not going to put on a big enough show for our audience.
I sat in my office, looking over her file as I waited for the Peacekeeper to retrieve her and bring her in. It was high time I had a conversation with the girl I had my eye on from the Reaping.