The Hunger Games RPG

The 15th Hunger Games have just ended leaving Faeryn Nacht of District One as the Victor. The citizens of Panem are trying to survive another year of uncertainty and fear, but what will the next reaping bring?
 
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Melody Fraeder
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District 11
Melody Fraeder

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PostSubject: Unwelcome News || Pfeiffer   Unwelcome News || Pfeiffer I_icon_minitimeSat Jul 21, 2012 11:42 am

Spending the last two months scouting the woods with Taryn, away from the commotion of the railway, had been very good for Mel. So much had happened to her in the past year that she hadn’t ever really had time to process it, and the once lively girl had transformed into a timid shadow of her former self. It had started with her little brother’s death in last years’ games, yes, but she had slowly been returning to her former self before she’d joined the railway. Mel had thought it would help, but a year away from her family under the constant fear of being discovered and killed had only served to drive the old Mel even farther away, to a place where the blonde couldn’t even find her anymore.

But being out in the woods had given Mel a lot of time to think, and she’d decided that she was okay with the change. Because if she hadn’t changed, she would just be back in District 11, working away in the orchards and constantly aware of the empty space where her brother should have been. Now, she was doing something. She was fighting against the people who had killed not only her brother, but countless other children, and she was done being a scared little girl. So what if she was the youngest railway recruit? So what if she even looked younger than her actual age? If anything, that was an advantage, yes? Who would suspect a cute, innocent fourteen year old of being a member of the rebel railway?

Yes, Mel was slowly becoming more confident. It would take a while, she was sure, to fight off all her fear, but at least now she was making a conscious effort to try, and that was what mattered. So when the train stopped outside of District 5 and Mel was not given an assignment (she needed to rest, apparently), she decided to take matters into her own hands and slipped out of sight and into the District. What she was looking for, she had no idea, she just knew she couldn’t stand to sit around for one more day.

Unfortunately, upon finally sneaking her way into the town square, Mel immediately regretted this decision. Because there, in the center of the town just as it was in District 11, was a large screen. And playing on that screen, was the 16th Annual Hunger Games. In her time away, Mel had managed to push the Games far from her mind and nearly forgotten that this years’ had already begun. She stared at the screen, transfixed, an expression of shock and horror on her face as her mind was transported back to this time last year, watching her baby brother get killed by an arrow. She might have stood there forever had something else on the screen not caught her attention. Wasn’t that - ? Mel gasped. Yes, yes, that was the boy from District 7! The one she’d run from the peacekeepers with. And now he was in the Games. A slow feeling a dread spread through her body as the realization sunk in. Sure, she'd barely met the boy, but it still stung, seeing someone she knew in the games. He'd been nice, she thought, and now he would either kill or be killed - or both. And she hadn't even seen the two tributes from her own district yet - what if she saw one of her friends? One of her sisters, even?

The thought was too horrible to consider, so instead she focused on another problem at hand: The fact that she’d just gasped at a boy from a district that was not the one she was currently in, when nothing particularly exciting had just happened. Oops. The blonde quickly clapped a hand over her mouth and glanced around her, hoping against hope that no one in the square had noticed her reaction.
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Pfeiffer Pavia
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District 5
Pfeiffer Pavia

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Join date : 2012-04-05
Age : 23
Location : District 5. Like a boss.

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PostSubject: Re: Unwelcome News || Pfeiffer   Unwelcome News || Pfeiffer I_icon_minitimeSat Jul 21, 2012 10:36 pm

In a narrow ally way, garbage piled up behind back doors and small scavenging animals picking through the plastic of taut green garbage bags, a skinny blond girl was picking her way hurriedly through the moist puddles that had gathered on the dank ground, a handfull of rolls burning a figurative hole in her large jacket pocket. She slid a pale hand into on of the roomy pockets of her loose brown jacket, feeling the warm bread beneath her fingers.

It had been a little more risky then anything she had done recently, stealing the rolls. But it woul be worth it. The warmth of the pastry beneath her palm promised that. She'd had to take them directly out of the bakery, which had been tricky, and Pfeiffer still held doubts in her heart if it had been prudent to take them. But the thought of her brothers gaunt faces and the hunger in her own belly which she new also burned in theirs was enough to make her push away her worries with practiced eas. And they had looked so good, sitting in there pan conveniently the window sill, fresh out of the oven and still steaming...

Pfeiffer blinked once, hard. Snapping her self out of the memory of fresh rolls and the crime that had followed and instead focusing on getting away with out further ado. As she nimbly picked her way around a skinny brown rat, Pfeiffer made sure to keep her face a mask of calm and not to run. That was a big no-no Pfeiffer had found, and one of the reasons for her success as a theaf and pick pocket. You never run from the place of the crime. Running was like writing the word GILT on your forehead in read marker. No, instead Pfeiffer tried to seam innocent and unobtrusive. Always walking, a look of calm and sensibleness on her face. And she always belended in if posable. Which was why she was headed for the town squar rather then home.

There would be quite a few people there, she new. Watching the Hunger Games play out on live television. A perfect place to blend in and look innocent. The baker would have doubtless noticed the missing rolls by now and she wanted to be safely in a croud. Pfeiffer doubted he would actually do anything about the missing rolls, but her paranoia had saved her befor and it was better of safe then sorry.

Slipping out of the ally and into the crouded square, Pfeiffer eyed the people searchingly for someone to talk to so she looked like she belonged. Her pale blue eyes alit on a small blond girl who was staring up at the screen with an openly horror filled gaze. She was young, small and unassuming in her looks. Perfect.

Moving easily through the croud towards the girl, Pfeiffer noticed her give a small sharp gasp when the screen showed the district 7 boy tribute running through the forrest. Pfeiffer couldn't think why she'd do that unless she new him, which was unlikely, or he looked like someone she new. Pfeiffer decided to give her the benefit of the doubt and go with the second one.

"Look like someone you know?" She flashed a faint smile at the girl in greeting, befor letting a more subdued expression that was only fitting for a vewer of the Hunger Games fall over her face.
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