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[andproper]

Who| Prim and Katniss Everdeen - and you (all others assumed to come after Katniss)
What| Prim is taken home to 12's suite by her sister
Where| Tribute Tower - 12's suite to start, though she might conceivably poke her nose elsewhere later.
When| Shortly after her arrival.
Warnings/Notes| Feel free to recognize her as Katniss's sister.

Prim's eyes seemed permanently widened as she walked. She'd never seen so much open space indoors before. Or such luxury. If she could forget that it was all there in the name of death, she could probably find it beautiful.

With her sister there, there was a part of Prim that almost could forget. But she'd seen too much to not remember. It was always there, in the back of her mind.

She did her best to repress a shudder as she drank in the sights.

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[peacekeeperavox]

Darius was ever a presence around District Twelve's suite, along with Lavinia. He was just coming out of one of the tributes' rooms when he saw Primrose, her face familiar in that aching way that any face from Twelve would be. He'd only ever traded a handful of words with her, out on the streets, but he knew who she was. He stopped still, staring.

[andproper]

She recognized him. It was pretty hard not too - she had seen him so many times, after all...

"Darius?" she asked, voice soft - clearly surprised. It was true she had't seen him in quite a while...

[peacekeeperavox]

With a shallow bow of greeting, he gave her a small, strained smile, one that did nothing to cover the fear in his eyes. And was nothing like the soldier she'd known. Why was she here?

[andproper]

Prim was a little worried about that, herself. Whatever they wanted from her, it couldn't be good.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

[peacekeeperavox]

He paled when he realized that she didn't know. That no one had told her what he was now, probably not even what an Avox was. She expected Darius, the Peacekeeper, and he was gone. More than gone. Anxiously, he looked up and down the corridor, almost hoping for a witness to come and inform her.

[andproper]

"What is it?" she asked, watching him with worry. It was quite clear that something was different, but... Why wasn't he talking to her? What ahd they done?

[peacekeeperavox]

He swallowed, pressing his mouth shut, and turned away, heading quickly for the nearest room where he heard voices. If she didn't follow, he could find something to do there. If she did...

Well then, someone could explain.

[andproper]

She had to follow, didn't she? She wanted to find out what was wrong, after all... and she trusted him. Sort of. Kind of.

More than almost anyone else's she'd seen.