Vix Holt

Tribute 130th Bi-Annual Hunger Games.

[lcyaltyagainstcdds]

vix-holt​:

Vix nodded. She hated that she knew she had to tell her story for them to resonate with her, she hated that she had to even put her daughters name out there, but if she wanted any chance of making it back, she knew she had to play the game. “Have you any skills you can teach me?”

-

“I’ve been at this a long time.” She spoke. Longer than she’d like to admit to. “I can probably teach you the basics to quite a bit. Is there anything in particular that interests you?” 

[vix-holt]

“To survive?” She joked, but then looked at around the room for ideas. “Maybe some survival stuff? We don’t do much camping in six”

[alder-reid]

vix-holt​:

Vix smiled even though her heart was breaking. She’d tried her best, as soon as she’d found out she was pregnant she’d changed her whole world to make sure Cassia had the best life she could, but things were out of her control now, and she wondered what kind of life her daughter would live if she didn’t make it out. “I wish I could make a plan for if— if you know I didn’t make it”

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The thought made his stomach twist. “You said her dad sucks, so… I mean, do you have any other family or something? Is there, like, some District Six Hestia or something?” It was no secret she took just about anyone in from Twelve, but it wasn’t as if she could take every child in Panem.

[vix-holt]

Vix snorted a laugh, she’d heard all about Hestia since she’d arrived here at the tower. “My parents don’t exist— the rest of my family bottomed out when I was in my teens, so I doubt they’ll be interested in taking on another kid” she sighed. “She’s stuck with her dead beat dad if I don’t get out, so I just— I gotta get out”

[lyra-kolb]

vix-holt​:

Vix was not pretty, not in her eyes, and she wanted to roll her eyes because she felt like Avenue was just offering compliments in hopes of winning her over. She stopped herself though, felt a little sorry for the girl who clearly just wanted some sort of approval. “Or it’s like— they give you a name that rhymes with dicks and then fuck off for the rest of your life and leave you to deal with the consequences”

“Is that what your parents did?” Avenue frowned, because she couldn’t imagine  her parents up and leaving like that. “That sounds so hard, I’m sorry.” Avenue had amazing parents, and she’d never taken time to consider who she’d be if she didn’t. “Well, for what it’s worth I wouldn’t have thought your name rhymes with dicks if you hadn’t pointed it out, and I still don’t think it’s worth hating. What would you choose if you could change it?”

[vix-holt]

“What are you sorry for? You didn’t make them leave” Vix snapped back, she hated when people apologised for how her life turned out, it felt counterproductive, and she hated people pitying her. “Something easy like Sarah or Kate” she shrugged.

[shark-bcit]

vix-holt​:

Vix nodded. She hadn’t been able to relax since they called out her name at the reaping, so it wouldn’t be any different for her really. “Any other advice?”

-

“Find water and a vantage point. Though, not all arenas have those.” She shrugged, thinking for a moment more. “Make at least one ally. A few is best though. And kill them before they kill you.”

[vix-holt]

This was good advice, honest, and she was thankful that Sirena seemed to be offering her help even though she really didn’t have to. “I think it’ll be a natural arena— after last time, it’s probably a welcome change, right?”

[maverickmontana]

vix-holt​:

Vix laughed through the leftover tears and shook her head. “I kind of wish it wasn’t true” she admitted, not that she’d ever wish a world where her daughter didn’t exist, but without her, if she didn’t get out, maybe it would be better. “Have you ever been to six?”

Maverick shook his head. “Not yet,” he said. “If reports are true, it’s basically just one big train yard, right?” A light joke, if a cliche and easy one, trying to lighten the mood. But then he couldn’t help but add, “You know, if you… if you wanted me to check on her—if anything happens…” He hated to bring it up but he knew it would be on his mind if he were her.

[vix-holt]

She nodded and laughed. It wasn’t true, but the district did revolve mostly around the train, so it wasn’t completely off either. Her breath caught in her throat at his offer. She didn’t know, she barely knew him, could he be trusted? But even then, he seemed a million times better than Sam, even if she’d only met him days ago, she could feel how genuine of a person he was. “W-Would you really?”

[jeaninetwill]

vix-holt​:

“I think they’re not too interested in what I want” she shrugged, but was happy to know at least one of her vices could be fed for now.

“Depends on what you want,” Jeannie pointed out. “If you want cigarettes, they won’t say no. If you want to run away… Well, you see where I’m going with this. While you’re here, no one cares what you do to ruin yourself, as long as they get to look at you while you do it. It’s the Capitol.”

[vix-holt]

Vix made a face, because even though she didn’t doubt it to be true, it was grim when Jeanine reminded her of just how ruthless people around here were. “When you escaped— why— why didn’t you stay away? Why return to such a cruel world?”

[summer-hazer]

vix-holt​:

“You lived in the wilds?” Vix turned, suddenly interested. She’d be good in a natural arena, wouldn’t she? That’s where Vix might struggle, she had little experience with the great outdoors. “I can fight” she lied.

“Yeah,” Summer shrugged. She’d said it so often now,  but sometimes it made people understand, and she always liked it when their puzzled looks, and their comments about her being strange gave way to some friendliness. Vix’s next comment surprised her, though. “Oh, you can?” she asked, wide eyed. “Where did you learn that?”

[vix-holt]

“Growing up fending for yourself gives you no choice but to learn to defend yourself” she replied, and it was half true, she was good at fighting, but it was mostly verbally, strategically, never really physical.

[surya-mirga]

vix-holt​:

Vix bit her tongue when Surya rejected her ask for guidance. She never asked for help, and the one time she put herself out there, she was laughed at. “Yeah— silly me” she said, forcing out a laugh of her own.

Surya watched the tribute carefully, but could not gauge her reaction. “Have you met Rhea and Avenue?” she asked, leaning forward a little. The tribute seemed tough, and had a consistent mentorship behind her. It wouldn’t hurt to have her as an ally.

[vix-holt]

Vix nodded at the question. She’d met both, and both were on her mental list to maybe make an ally out of, but she’d keep that to herself. “Are they from your district?”

[banshee-grove]

vix-holt​:

Vix didn’t want to tell her, she didn’t want to subject her daughter to anymore of this world, didn’t want anyone to know her name so that they could use it later, but she also didn’t want to anger any of her fellow tributes, didn’t want to create a target on her back before they’d even started. “She’s four months— her uh- her name is Cassia” she said softly, hoping she could trust Banshee with such precious information.

Cassia, what a beautiful name. “Cassia,” she repeated, and the name felt natural on her tongue even if she was breathless. She recognized the feeling even if this was her first time experiencing it; the feeling that evoked the same tone and expression in her aunts whenever they said her name. “It fits her.” She paused, trying to decipher why. “She smiles a lot?” It was all made up, and she knew it, deep down. But all she wanted was to hope that Cassia was a smiling, happy baby, because it was too tragic otherwise. She was conditioned not to allow tragedy, even in death. Parents were always passed. Not dead. As simple as if a mother was busy washing up while her daughter was off to school; neither knew what the other was doing, just that the other was there. Unseen, but still present at a distance. 

[vix-holt]

Vix didn’t ask why Banshee had said that, even though it made now sense to her, how could she possibly know if a name fit someone she’d never met? “She does” she nodded instead, a smile of her own sneaking onto her lips when she thought about it. “Smiles, blows bubbles, pulls my hair— the whole lot”

[alder-reid]

vix-holt​:

Vix smiled and nodded. “I didn’t plan her” she admitted, not that she’d go back and change anything now, but she felt the same as Alder, it was a shitty world and she’d never actively bring anybody else into it if she had the choice. “But she’s here now, so I try to make it as good as I can for her— well” she cleared her throat. “Tried”

. 

The sentiment struck an unexpected chord with him. It was funny how grief and memory did that, his parents had been gone for going on six years now, but it was as if he could hear her voice in that moment. “My uh. My mom used to say something pretty similar, actually. She did a pretty good job trying, so I’m sure you do too.”

[vix-holt]

Vix smiled even though her heart was breaking. She’d tried her best, as soon as she’d found out she was pregnant she’d changed her whole world to make sure Cassia had the best life she could, but things were out of her control now, and she wondered what kind of life her daughter would live if she didn’t make it out. “I wish I could make a plan for if— if you know I didn’t make it”

[banshee-grove]

vix-holt​:

Vix made a face at her question, because it was odd, to ask a parent if they cared about their child, but before she could bite back, she rethought about it, and realised her own parents didn’t give a shit about her, so maybe Banshee’s question was relative. “She’s my world”

Banshee smiled at the girl’s response. In a life that was so full of death and sorrow, she found these genuine moments of love so important. “What’s her name? How old is she?” She hoped her questions were not prying. She asked very personal questions of strangers so often, but it was easier to ask when it was the facts - name, age, appearance, jobs.

[vix-holt]

Vix didn’t want to tell her, she didn’t want to subject her daughter to anymore of this world, didn’t want anyone to know her name so that they could use it later, but she also didn’t want to anger any of her fellow tributes, didn’t want to create a target on her back before they’d even started. “She’s four months— her uh- her name is Cassia” she said softly, hoping she could trust Banshee with such precious information.

[alder-reid]

vix-holt​:

Vix nodded, as if she understood. She wondered if tributes were like children to these mentors, well to some of them, the ones who actually cared. “Do you have any kids yourself?“

.

“No,” he said immediately, laughing a little at the insanity of the thought. “No, I– I don’t. Apart from, you know, not having a partner where we can exactly have kids, I don’t know if I’d want to. This is a shitty world to be brought into, you know? No offense,” he added, realizing suddenly how that might come off to her.

[vix-holt]

Vix smiled and nodded. “I didn’t plan her” she admitted, not that she’d go back and change anything now, but she felt the same as Alder, it was a shitty world and she’d never actively bring anybody else into it if she had the choice. “But she’s here now, so I try to make it as good as I can for her— well” she cleared her throat. “Tried”

[alder-reid]

vix-holt​:

She looked to the patch he’d nodded at and then back to him before shrugging her shoulders, but smiling to let him know she didn’t actually mind. “I thought it might just be tributes roaming the place at this hour?”

.

“Oh no. Nobody sleeps here. Especially once you’ll all be– you know.” He grimaced. “I feel guilty sleeping, so even when I get the chance it’s not great. You don’t want to lose track of your tributes ever, you know?”

[vix-holt]

Vix nodded, as if she understood. She wondered if tributes were like children to these mentors, well to some of them, the ones who actually cared. “Do you have any kids yourself?“

[banshee-grove]

vix-holt​:

“It’s rude to answer a question with another question” Vix rhymed off, something one of her aunts used to say all the time. “I do think it’ll be me, yeah— it’s important that it’s me, I’ve got a daughter I need to get back to, so I haven’t really got a choice but to believe it’ll be me, you know?”

A daughter. Banshee knew some of the girls she went to school with had children, but it still felt odd to be staring at a girl who looked no older than her, talking about motherhood. “You care about her?” She was so curious. She heard so many people talk about how much they loved the dead; she rarely heard how much they loved the living. 

[vix-holt]

Vix made a face at her question, because it was odd, to ask a parent if they cared about their child, but before she could bite back, she rethought about it, and realised her own parents didn’t give a shit about her, so maybe Banshee’s question was relative. “She’s my world”

[surya-mirga]

vix-holt​:

“Well I’m hoping my want for survival trumps everyone else’s” Vix shrugged. “How did you manage to win your games? What was your mindset?”

Surya only hummed quietly, sounding almost as if she agreed. She’d heard this before, from other tribute who thought they could win and ended up dead. “Please, dear,” Surya cooed as she waved a hand in the air and laughed at the thought of revealing secrets. “I’m not your mentor.”

[vix-holt]

Vix bit her tongue when Surya rejected her ask for guidance. She never asked for help, and the one time she put herself out there, she was laughed at. “Yeah— silly me” she said, forcing out a laugh of her own.

[lcyaltyagainstcdds]

vix-holt​:

“Well I’m not going to give any of my secrets away, that’s the first thing I plan to do” Vix replied, she’d watched a lot of victors win purely because nobody expected them to be a threat. “What’s your advice?”

-

Smart girl. Not giving her secrets away. KyAnne gave a nod of agreement. “Make the Capitol like you. You can figure out a way I’m sure.” She shrugged, pausing to think a moment. “Whether it’s a good training score or wowing them during your interview. Give them a reason to want to cheer for you, to bet on you. Learn as many skills as you can. If you don’t know even the basics of something then how will you even begin to tackle that obstacle?”

[vix-holt]

Vix nodded. She hated that she knew she had to tell her story for them to resonate with her, she hated that she had to even put her daughters name out there, but if she wanted any chance of making it back, she knew she had to play the game. “Have you any skills you can teach me?”

[viola-zephyr]

vix-holt​:

“I’m not fucking hitting you— it’s a stupid fucking exercise” Vix said, anger seething through her words before she turned to walk away.

Viola sighed angrily. This was far from her first tribute who refused to fight, but her composure wasn’t so even these Games. She grabbed Vix’s wrist to stop her from leaving and took another step into her space so they were mere inches apart. “If you don’t fight, you die,” Viola hissed. She released Vix’s wrist, but stayed, glaring, right where she was.

[vix-holt]

Vix looked at Viola’s hand on her wrist and her face changed to Sam’s for a split second before morphing back. She froze, snapped her hand back and held it close to her chest. “Don’t touch me again” she warned, but her eyes were glassy with the tears that had built, she tried to blink them away, but one strayed down her cheek before she could stop it.