The thump caused Deo to curl into an involuntary defensive sprawl under his covers. He shook off his sleepy haze, feeling foolish and a little confused confused. Being a part of many boyish pranks and training drills, Holly's kind gesture felt alien.
He eventually figured out that the second mug was for him. After taking a wary sniff of the coffee he took a sip, and studied his strange district partner. Daylight from the window gave the girl's hair a warm orange aura. Her face looked unlike the strict women officers who trained him, it was kind.
"Thanks for the coffee," he responded finally. "How did the feast go? I kinda skipped it myself."
Post by Holly Edison on Dec 11, 2015 19:40:58 GMT -6
Holly turned noticing Deo had entered.
"No problem, Deo. I didn't really stay long myself. A tribute from District 8, Valeria, sort of popped up in front of me and stole me away. I ended up spending most of the night away from most. I got back pretty late, but then you weren't here so you must have arrived even later."
Holly sipped more of her coffee, appreciating the caffeine more than ever.
Post by Deo Prisco on Dec 15, 2015 11:23:02 GMT -6
'Sorry,' said Deo 'I've been kinda out of it thinking about the games. A lot of alliances are forming. I wonder if they'll actually be useful during the games. Everyone has been selected for the games. I think Lombard will have a tricky way to get us to fight'.
Deo knew that Holly and him were chosen for their fighting prowess. It was only a matter of time before they had to kill.
Post by Holly Edison on Dec 15, 2015 11:55:17 GMT -6
Holly smiled. "No worries, a lot of people have been grouping up that's for sure. I don't see any reason to distrust you and I think I have a few friends here now. You're a Career like me, but beyond that I don't know anything about you. What's your story?"
Post by Deo Prisco on Dec 15, 2015 19:19:32 GMT -6
Deo took a big breathe. "I was selected for the career program at a young age, same as you. I've watched the Hunger Games Broadcasts worked on my skill set. Never thought I'd be chosen for the games. Don't know to much about the family. I have a younger sister maybe some more siblings, but the academy I was at didn't focus on the whole family aspect. We mostly stayed on the premise. I think my dad was a mason." he said, "not so much a story as much as me babbling."
"Looks like you, Wren, and Eloise are pretty close to Millie. Haven't had a chance to talk to her yet. We watched a ton of film on her. I guess I'm a little star struck," he smiled. "Let me know if you need help pulling anything off. I'm not very outspoken, but I am loyal."
Post by Holly Edison on Dec 15, 2015 19:49:45 GMT -6
"Good to know, there isn't a lot of time left to get to know everyone before the Arena, but I'll take you at your word. Even after getting to know people, it's all we have."
Deo didn't seem too bad. Holly took another sip of her coffee.
"Whatever happens then, I'll assume you're a friendly - until you prove otherwise. There's some talk going around that Millie and many of the others are planning something big. Something the Capitol won't be happy with, there are cameras even here so I hesitate to go into details just now. Get to know the others if you can. I think you'll find even the Peacekeepers being involved this year won't play out the way we think. There lives are at stake as well."
Post by Deo Prisco on Dec 15, 2015 20:32:03 GMT -6
Holly's words didn't suggest it, but Deo could tell she was a a bit standoff-ish. She wasn't like the other careers, who were steadfast in there loyalty for the capital.
"Are you trying to start some sort of revolution? In the games? Is that even possible?" he half asked himself. Until this moment Deo didn't realize that he had a choice in the matter. Holly seemed to be tracking into dangerous territory, but something about her personality screamed of leadership.
Post by Holly Edison on Dec 15, 2015 20:43:01 GMT -6
"I think Millie is planning something, as of this morning that's all I know. Judging by her year, I think she does want to destroy all of this."
Sipping her coffee, Holly took a moment to think. We may all end up having to fight together if she pulls that off.
"I said I was a Career like you, but that's not strictly true. I joined later than most. I was ten by the time I was accepted into a Career program, well behind most." She scowled remembering the years of hard work, harder than most she felt. "I didn't join because of hero worship or a love of bloodbaths. My family isn't exactly well loved by the Capitol and none of them have the stomach to do anything about it. We struggle. I've hunted for food and scraped by, we couldn't even afford a boarding program. I was in one of a handful of day programs. Not exactly the cream of the crop, but life is what you make of it, right? Anyway, I can't dismantle a system that punishes the people I love for having an opinion - one the Capitol isn't fond of. There is no better way to fix that than becoming the Capitol's darling, reversing their fortunes. But winners get perks in this world, and if I have to risk my life to help them, if that's the opportunity available to me... Well, I'm going to take it."
Holly turned to face Deo, looking him square in the eyes.
"I don't give a fuck about the Capitol or the games. I just know how it works. To the victor go the spoils. If there's a greater benefit to my family on another path, who would I be if I didn't consider it?"
Post by Deo Prisco on Dec 15, 2015 20:52:26 GMT -6
Deo exhaled a sigh of relief. "I had to be certain," he smiled, "wasn't sure if you were leading a bunch of tributes to an early death." Deo stood up. "I'm with you all the way. Honestly, I'm not sure where my family is because there's a good chance the capital killed them. I was young, but I remember hiding refugees in our house. The Capital found out I guess and sent Peacekeepers to tear a part the house... I wish I could remember more, but it all goes hazy." he finished looking down at his feet sadly. "I think it's time to end the madness."
Cal Mensen: I believe you edit the post. You can either rewhisper to everyone (too much work), or copy and paste the whispers into public text. I'd imagine you'd want to give some sort of symbol or notation that they were once whispers.
Jan 23, 2016 17:42:35 GMT -6
Holly Edison: Just copy it before you go to edit...sometimes it disappears
Jan 23, 2016 18:37:20 GMT -6
Wren Hartwood: I hope everyone enjoys my amazing but wasted bird ending lol
Jan 24, 2016 10:16:08 GMT -6
Cal Mensen: It was pretty great, I could see it having been carried out as part of Wren's mind breaking, like a delusion only he could see
Jan 24, 2016 13:38:18 GMT -6
Holly Edison: READ ALL THE THINGS
Jan 24, 2016 14:06:01 GMT -6
Cal Mensen: Archive binge!
Jan 24, 2016 15:47:17 GMT -6
Cal Mensen: I think reading all the other Day 9 locations hit me harder than the finale. Fuck...
Jan 24, 2016 17:38:46 GMT -6
Eloise Sugarglider: Anyones in particular, i havent madr it to binging yet.
Jan 24, 2016 18:17:59 GMT -6
Cal Mensen: Yours... Watchtower... Market...
Jan 24, 2016 18:47:49 GMT -6
Gwendolyn Fisk: Wallace, I loved your Day 9.
Jan 26, 2016 16:56:35 GMT -6
Wallace Barker: Thank you! I loved reading everything that happened with everyone :3 SUUUUUPER depressing.
Jan 26, 2016 17:36:51 GMT -6
Holly Edison: I miss this game.
Oct 25, 2018 12:51:36 GMT -6
Cal Mensen: Same here, part of me wants to allocate some time aside to building a new one in a different setting. It'd be easier to devote time to if there's a shard interest.
Nov 26, 2018 10:38:10 GMT -6