Same Old Story - Brand New Resolve

[Taylor Shorthorn]

The mass of hair on Rosa's head hung heavy and awkwardly but she kept her chin up.  She couldn't hide in her room anymore it just wasn't...right...to go out like that.

Glancing around the common areas of the training facility she found herself at a bit of a loss.  The other tributes had had a couple days to get to know each other and form familiarities but she had been holed up in her room avoiding the world.  How was she going to find anyone now.

She couldn't just stand here but maybe if she did something she was good at, useless as it was, she could start some conversations.  She reached into the satchel over her shoulder and produced a small dagger from the combat training area and a couple planks of wood from what she could only assume was a station to show case martial arts style board breaking she began to whittle.  Slowly and deliberately so that it would be prepared to take on any form when the time came.  Everybody missed someone and some people just loved their own face so maybe in some small way she could bring them slightly closer to those people they had left behind or...themselves if they were so inclined.

Even though it was something rough and dead her whittling could breath a bit of life into that piece of wood.  She knew this well as she reached into the satchel and felt the carved wooden figure that represented her sister,

[Alicia Swather]

Alicia made her way to the common area for a snack. She had hardly eaten anything since she got to the Capitol and her appetite was finally starting to return to her. As she sat alone enjoying a large muffin she heard a methodical "thwip" sound. She looked around for the source of the noise and noticed a girl she had never seen before chipping away at a block of wood.

"Hey, what's that?" Alicia said bluntly between mouthfuls of muffin. "Are you actually making something or is that like a nervous habit of some kind?"

[Taylor Shorthorn]

Rosa grinned, this Walsall the first time anybody had actually stopped to talk to her (if you didn't count that girl she met in a bush) but that was mostly her fault for having hidden in her room for the majority of the training so far.

She adjusted her hair slightly to make sure it looked passing and then stopped to address the, apparently muffin laden, tribute addressing her.

"A little bit of both," she chuckled. "It's something I'm good at and I thought I may as well do something to pass the time."

Rosa gestured at some blank, vaguely humanoid, shapes she had prepared, " do you have any requests? I can do just about anything or anyone with a picture or at least a good description "

[Alicia Swather]

"You should totally make one of me!" Alicia said half-seriously as she finished her muffin. Rosa's wood sculptures did look pretty cool. "And in return we can share some booze with you. We're having a party in the District 11 hotel room to celebrate our last days of all being alive. You drink, right? Anyway, I left the door unlocked so feel free to stop by whenever."

[Taylor Shorthorn]

That girl had blown in and out like a hurricane and honestly Rosa had no clue what to make of her and she wasn't exactly sure she wanted to go to a "party" tonight.

She looked down at one of the rough shapen figurines she had prepared and shrugged mentally. At least she had given her something to do.

She began whittling while her thoughts were elsewhere.