i've seen trials

[dividedgirlofmine]

Who| Susannah and OPEN
What| Susannah wakes up after having spent most of the mini-arena as Detta Walker, only to find out that everyone knows about her multiple personalities.
Where| Her room on District Ten's floor
When| Right after the mini-arena, but before the Thicker than Blood event.
Warnings/Notes| Reference to the awful things Detta did, possibly other things.

Her forspecial legs aren't there when she wakes up on the metal bed. They haven't been retrieved yet, they tell her. They'll let her know when--if? perhaps it is if--she can have them back and until then there's a wheelchair for her. Not her wheelchair, of course. Harley stole that one and crashed it.

Harley...

Susannah isn't paying as close attention as she should to what's being told to her, even though she knows she ought to be. She's too busy feeling shame for everything Detta did--everything that Eddie, Roland, her district mates, the other tributes, everyone in Panem saw her do.

What must they all think of her?

She find out as she wheels herself past one of the ubiquitous televisions airing footage of the game. They're talking about her onscreen, about Detta and Odetta, speculating on if she's ever manifested Detta before in the arenas, they know, they know, and the memory of her telling Harley about her divided self all those months ago resurfaces, they'd been in an arena then, the Capitol had the footage, they must have been waiting for the right time to air it, oh lord of course they had, it was absolutely scandalous, everyone would be talking about her for weeks, poor mad SusannaOdettaDetta--

"No," she whispers, half to herself, and she starts wheeling herself, as fast as she can, to the elevator, the blessedly empty elevator, and if the D10 common room isn't completely empty she can still wheel herself back into her bedroom, pull herself out of the chair and flop down on top of the bed and never move again ever.

She'll just hide out until the next arena starts.

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[dividedgirlofmine]

She smiles back tentatively. "I think I'd like that," she says quietly.

There aren't any drums in the music that starts playing. Instead, a husky-voiced man starts to sing, "Deep in the meadow, down by the willow..."

[gruesome]

Some's tail wags in time to the singing as he rearranges cushions, blankets, and a couch cushion purloined from the tenth floor's common room. The result is a roomy blanket fort, the kind of little shelter from the world that would have been what he needed, if it were him in her straits right now.

"How does this look?"

[dividedgirlofmine]

"Good," she says, "nice." It does look nice. It looks comfortable. Comforting. She crawls onto the nest, then pets the side of it. "You can come up here with me if you want," she says. "I trust you're not gonna try to eat me now."

[gruesome]

He laughs softly, if a little drily, and joins her. His long body makes for a soft, curved wall around one whole side of the fort. "Those why I thought this might help. Those sort of jokes."

[dividedgirlofmine]

She settles against him. His warmth is comforting. "It does help." She doesn't say anything else for a little, then, "She's in me, but she's not me. This is me. Does that make sense?"