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[Dec. 28] [The Hunger Games] She Hated Every One
Title: She Hated Every One
Day/Theme: Dec. 28, 2012 "cannot be made to laugh"
Series: The Hunger Games
Character/Pairing: OC victors(s) and non-OC victors in smaller parts.
Rating: PG
Simpering Jack Umber, dancing like a marionette for the bigwigs in the Capitol; pink-cheeked Shy Evert, sweet-toothed and secure in her newfound, Capitol-granted good health; Teejay Atticus, too busy dreaming to care; the brand-new one, Mags Gaudet, laughing at herself and crying at the same time, Jack Umber part two, but this time a girl.
Luna Vetiver watched her fellow victors as carefully as the new tributes as the reapings for the Thirteenth Hunger Games flooded every channel. She hated the other victors almost as much as she hated the Capitol; almost as much as she hated herself.
Pal Fields, crying as much as his useless tributes; Emmy Pollack, being physically forced to remain on stage, sure that she was the one being reaped all over again, with those ugly pink streaks in her hair; Hector Auric and Gerik Rinsai, bumping fists in some kind of idiotic District 2 male ritual; Kayta Hiro, handsome but disgusting, letting all of Panem see his not too pretty little girlfriend standing near the stage beside him; Sunny Lightfoot, who could smile because she wasn't Sunny Lightfoot at all and had never set foot inside an arena; Beto Ernst playing with some homemade toy instead of paying even a token amount of attention to his tributes.
She'd welcome a chance to go back into the arena if it was with these people, her supposed compatriots.
Jack especially, how she despised him.
Mags especially; she had killed Luna's cousin.
…That it was Luna's fault as much as Mags' only left her all the angrier. She did not want to play along in the endless string of Games that followed, so, one by one, her family would be called and she would forced to mentor them. Would it vex the Capitol more, she often wondered, if District 9 had many more victors (and among them Vetivers) or if it never did? What could she do to wound them most, while suffering herself the least?
The Thirteenth Games provided a respite from the calling of Vetivers (it could only happen roughly every other year or the illusion of randomness was torn completely to shreds), but these tributes weren't survivors either. They were middling at best and the new rules for sponsorships didn't favor a victor that was only feared and never loved.
Despite the murmurings after Luna, District 9 would never be considered a contender.
Luna Vetiver would live to see sixty-seven victors crowned after her.
From Beto Ernst to Peeta Mellark and Katniss Everdeen, with no exceptions provided for the three who eventually joined her in District 9, she hated every one.
Day/Theme: Dec. 28, 2012 "cannot be made to laugh"
Series: The Hunger Games
Character/Pairing: OC victors(s) and non-OC victors in smaller parts.
Rating: PG
Simpering Jack Umber, dancing like a marionette for the bigwigs in the Capitol; pink-cheeked Shy Evert, sweet-toothed and secure in her newfound, Capitol-granted good health; Teejay Atticus, too busy dreaming to care; the brand-new one, Mags Gaudet, laughing at herself and crying at the same time, Jack Umber part two, but this time a girl.
Luna Vetiver watched her fellow victors as carefully as the new tributes as the reapings for the Thirteenth Hunger Games flooded every channel. She hated the other victors almost as much as she hated the Capitol; almost as much as she hated herself.
Pal Fields, crying as much as his useless tributes; Emmy Pollack, being physically forced to remain on stage, sure that she was the one being reaped all over again, with those ugly pink streaks in her hair; Hector Auric and Gerik Rinsai, bumping fists in some kind of idiotic District 2 male ritual; Kayta Hiro, handsome but disgusting, letting all of Panem see his not too pretty little girlfriend standing near the stage beside him; Sunny Lightfoot, who could smile because she wasn't Sunny Lightfoot at all and had never set foot inside an arena; Beto Ernst playing with some homemade toy instead of paying even a token amount of attention to his tributes.
She'd welcome a chance to go back into the arena if it was with these people, her supposed compatriots.
Jack especially, how she despised him.
Mags especially; she had killed Luna's cousin.
…That it was Luna's fault as much as Mags' only left her all the angrier. She did not want to play along in the endless string of Games that followed, so, one by one, her family would be called and she would forced to mentor them. Would it vex the Capitol more, she often wondered, if District 9 had many more victors (and among them Vetivers) or if it never did? What could she do to wound them most, while suffering herself the least?
The Thirteenth Games provided a respite from the calling of Vetivers (it could only happen roughly every other year or the illusion of randomness was torn completely to shreds), but these tributes weren't survivors either. They were middling at best and the new rules for sponsorships didn't favor a victor that was only feared and never loved.
Despite the murmurings after Luna, District 9 would never be considered a contender.
Luna Vetiver would live to see sixty-seven victors crowned after her.
From Beto Ernst to Peeta Mellark and Katniss Everdeen, with no exceptions provided for the three who eventually joined her in District 9, she hated every one.