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SPOILER!!: Roland Quote:
Originally Posted by bone_baud10  Roland was sitting alone, beginning to get comfortable on his chair and tight suit, even though the trousers were really tight he got used to them. He began daydreaming forgetting about the Hunger Games (the fact he was going to die) and the fact that he's inside the actual Capitol. He began thinking about exploring the woods of his District the smell of pine trees, the mountain that could be seen outside of their district. He always wondered if the mountain is in District seven, he had never been to the gate but he was always curious about the mountain.
Until... Something brought him back reality, to the cruel world he's living in. He turned towards the girl, which next to him, with a small shy smile. He even maneged to say, "H-Hi." Usually he would try avoid making contact with strangers, but this a different situation. He needed to meet someone from another district, if he wanted to survive the first few days, he had to form a small ally with someone else. But both of them kept their lips sealed for a few moments, until she began talking again. "Yeah, it does. Probably even in this room there are cameras recording us, showing us to the Capitol citizens." Surprisingly these words, even though he said them softly, came out of his mouth easily. Roland was proud of himself.
Again both of them were quiet. The boy from District 1, Marvel, popped up out of the blue, why was talking to them? or at least to he? The Careers were their biggest enemies, they were the main killers of the Games, they were Capitol pets. Roland preferred not looking at him, so he looked at his Capitolish watch instead. It was so modern so fancy so expensive. How could his designers afford all of these stuff for a boy they only know met. But then the boy remembered, here everyone can afford everything so for them money isn't an issue, like for the districts.
Marvel seemed to be nice. Roland didn't trust him, he still didn't even dare to look at him. The only reason he's befriending with other tributes is for the others to believe he's friendly, and at the arena he'll kill them with no mercy. As a warning, for the girl sitting next to him, he nudged her with his leg, so District one couldn't see his warning. Hopefully she doesn't trust Marvel either.
The boy seemed very shy and possibly 'away with the fairies' at the moment. Ainsley didn't blame him. These games were enough to send anyone to insanity. She had even heard that some of the previous game winners were now locked barking.
She guessed it was kind of like.... going to war.
Ainsley offered the boy a smile, just to make clear that she wasn't looking to find an enemy in him. She didn't want to find an enemy in ANYONE, but one look at those Careers would tell ya that it is next to impossible. The brunette nodded, "I'd send the middle finger to 'em, but, you know... Sponsors, and that." As much as she didn't want part of this, having sponsors was her survival. She sighed, "I'm Ainsley. District three." She felt that the introduction was now necessary.
As Ainsley reluctantly engaged in conversation with Marvel, she felt a small nudge on her leg. She didn't physically respond, a skill that she would probably need to require in the games. She got the feeling that the boy did not think talking to Marvel was a good idea.
She agreed.
Quote:
Originally Posted by Eve. He chuckled as the cute girl spoke. "Okay, but I prefer Marvelous" He was having a nice time with this girl but he was thinking if he wanted her as an ally. Thinking very hard his answer was no. Even if this girl was cute she would never be up in his league. Only one girl was and that was Glimmer. He then looked down at the girl and spoke. "A sophisticated look? Really? You still look nice though." Ainsley smiled falsely at Marvel's attempted humour. What a self-obsessed jerk. He actually thought he was the only winner in this competition, didn't he? Well, he was in for a shock because Ainsley was tougher than anyone here would expect.
She frowned, "I'm guessing you prefer the circus look?" Her eyes averted to Glimmer again. OOOOOOOOOOPS. Ainsley ignored his further compliments.
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