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Who| Pruna and open
What| Pruna finally gets revived
Where| Tribute tower
When| Current
Warnings/Notes| mentions of death, teeth being pulled out

[District 12 suites] Pruna woke up to smiling stylists, she sat up on the metal cot and after a few moments had convinced them she was fine to go back to the tribute tower. Unlike the first time she had woken up she was no longer worried or upset about coming back. She just wanted to get on with things, and get away from all the prodding and poking.

The first thing she did when she got into her room was yank out her wobbly tooth. It was time for it to come out, it had fallen out twice now and it was stupid that it was back and wobbly again. She rinsed the blood out of her mouth and pulled on a jumper and some training trousers. It was a lot colder than it had been before, even though she was inside.

Once she was ready she ran out of her room. "Sandy? Do you be being back yet? Can we be getting ice cream?" She yelled not caring what time it was or if she woke anyone up or disturbed anyone.

[Common room downstairs] Pruna sat huddled on a chair, a mug of hot chocolate in her hands, watching the television screens. She had missed a lot it seemed, since her and Sandy had got eaten by the eel. Sandy had told her she had woken up ages ago, and Pruna hadn't. Why had they waited? Was she harder to bring back? Was it a warning? She scowled and threw the controller at the television, not caring if it hit anyone who was in the way.

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"It do be being that cold?" Pruna had heard stories of people freezing and dying, it happened a lot in cold places. But Gauig was a hot place and never fell quite into cold. She couldn't imagine it being so cold.

She looked like she was suddenly not sure about going out, freezing to death sounded like a stupid way to die.

"Yeah, but it's OK. The clothes they have are pretty warm and we're only gonna be outside for a little bit. And we can have hot chocolate with our ice cream." As if reminding herself of the hot chocolate was enough to keep the cold away.

Seeing Pruna's hesitation though she slowed her pace. "Or we could...you know. Get some thick blankets, curl up in front of a fire and order the avox to bring us some ice cream?" She offered with a warm smile.

Hot chocolate and ice cream. That sounded good. She wrinkled her nose at mention of staying in the training centre. She wasn't sure what to think of the tongueless people, so for the most part tried to avoid them.

"We can be going out, I will be wearing lots of clothes."

Sandy gave a solid nod. "I figured you would. You're tough like that. And if you get too cold we can like...hug. Body heat or whatever."

Something about the idea made her face pinker.

Once she had helped Pruna pick out enough warm clothes they would set off into the world as they had so many times before. The cold still bit at Sandy's nose and cheeks making her eyes water.

She nodded and they set off, Pruna had still refused to wear shoes and was regretting it, moving quickly so her feet did not have to be on the freezing snow for long. It was almost like burning sand, but the opposite and just as painful.

She was pretty miserable by the time they got to the ice cream shop. "Can we be having hot chocolate first?" She asked holding her painfully cold feet in her hands

"Yeah, here." She led Pruna over to a seat by a fire place so she could warm her feet up and retreated to procure the Hot Chocolate. Once she was back she set the steaming mugs on the table.

"We really gotta get you some boots or something...your toes are gonna fall off." She warned.

Fire was good, Pruna stuck her feet close enough that they would warm up without burning. "Thank you." She grinned at the hot chocolate.

"My toes could be falling off?"

Sandy nodded and decided to dip into some random trivia she'd discovered after dieing in the frozen tundra arena.

"Blood can freeze right? Just like water or any other liquid. So if the blood in your body freezes your muscles die. And then they break off. So if your feet get too cold first your toes will break off. Then your foot will die and they'll cut it off." She explained with a grim look. It wasn't 100% accurate but it was as Sandy understood it.

She nodded, she knew that at least. Blood could freeze though she had never seen it happen. She wrinkled her nose and scowled. "If anyone do be cutting my feet off I will be killing them." She growled.

She clutched her feet, as if to protect them. "How cold do it need to be being? Because it can no be being as cold as water or all our blood would have been freezing by now." Because that was what the snow was right? Frozen water. She knew that much.

"I dunno." Sandy sipped her drink, "Your heart pumps the blood to keep it moving and keep your body warm, but if you get too cold the blood can't move and freezes. That's why we have warm clothes to protect us." She held up one of her stupid looking but fluffy boots. It did look decidedly warm.

I dunno if they'll give you new feet if you lose the ones you have, if they are dead then you can't walk on them."

She thought about that. "Then I can no be going outside. Because my feet will be freezing. Unless I can be finding a way to be stopping them." Maybe she could walk on her hands, she had some funny finger coverers that had been in her room.

Sandy quirked an eyebrow and smirked sipping her drink before asking.

"You really hate shoes that much? Why?" It was something they'd never discussed. Simply put, Sandy was afraid of asking Pruna early on why she hated shoes. And now that Sandy had no fear of Pruna she was going to find out.

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"They do be pinchy and stupid." She sighed, "And I can no be feeling anything, I can no be climbing properly and I can no be feeling vibrations. How do people even be knowing someone else do be coming when they do be having stupid stuff between the ground and their feet."

For someone whose life literally depended on not being caught she had learned to use every sense she possessed, and that included touch.

Sandy looked thoughtful and enjoyed a bite of ice cream while she pondered something.

"Well you won't be able to feel anything if your feet are frozen stiff. Except maybe pain." She reasoned.

Pruna wrinkled her nose, "That do be being true..." She sighed.

"Hmmm..." Sandy spooned another mouthful of ice cream and fudge into her mouth before leaning over to study Pruna's feet carefully, looking contemplative. She even went as far as to gently poke at one of them to see how sensitive it was.

Pruna wriggled the foot that had been poked. "It do still be being alive." She told her, in fact in front of the fire they had warmed up nicely.

Sandy smirked and took the big toe between her fingers while her other hand set to tickling the underside of her foot amusing herself.

"Even if you did lose your feet you'd still be deadly and awesome." She declared. "And I'd still be your girlfriend. And I'd still wanna go home with you."

Pruna squirmed at the sensation, wriggling her feet against the strangeness. "Maybe they would be giving me fake feet like Maximus' leg, it do be working just like his old leg!" It was still amazing to Pruna that such a thing was possible.

"Really?" That sounded amazing! "Can he feel stuff too? Or is it just like...for walking?" Further tickles to demonstrate her feeling about the importance of feeling.

"It do be being just like a real leg." She kicked a little at the tickles. "I would have to be asking him if he can be feeling everything."

Sitting up again Sandy returned to her ice cream.

"Well if it can feel everything it's probably alright...you might miss having like a soft warm leg though." Sandy was not fast to trust technology. "Plus it would be something the Capitol gave you." She made a face.

"That do be being true." She wrinkled her nose, "Well I will be thinking of something."

"And if you can't, maybe I will." She gave a hopeful grin.

"Don't let your cocoa get cold." She added sitting up to start into her ice cream again happily. Already thoughts were brewing in her head about how to help Pruna not lose a toe or a foot.

She drank it, not wanting it to get cold at all. "You do be having good ideas." She agreed, Sandy was like her sister, a good thinker.

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