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WHAT| Ellie doesn't react well to anything, really
WHERE| In the middle of the street, making a scene, then back in the common room
WHEN| just after the interviews
Warnings| physical harm of a child
IN THE STREET
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Hawkeye was back. That was all the proof she needed, really. They could bring anyone back - even if they were gone - and she was too fucking angry to think twice as she marched out of the tribute center. She had to find wherever the scientists were - whoever they were - find them and convince them to bring everyone back. Everyone.
She was finished with them manipulating her life, making her live horrible tradgedies over and over and then not living up to their end of the bargain. And this was it: she died, for their entertainment, everyone she loved died, but - and this was a large but - then they came back.
After all the shit that they went through, they owed it to them. They brought Pierce back, they could fucking well bring back the rest.
"Where do you think you're going, Tribute?"
She hadn't even noticed them. She had been so fucking determined - reading the sign on every building she passed - that she didn't notice the three peacekeepers stepping in front of her.
"None of your fucking business," She snapped. She hadn't been there, when Eva had died. She hadn't been there when all the shit went down. She didn't know.
Though she should have.
"Want to say that again?" The largest one said, unbuckling his baton from his belt. Unfortunately, Ellie had never been good at self preservation in the face of unjustified authority, and though she took a step back, her face took on a decided grimace.
"Yeah. I will. I want my FUCKING friend back you fucking sack of shit and I don't fucking care what y--"
However, she didn't get through the whole sentence before she let out a strangled yelp, the taser buried into her side and the shock running through her like lightning.
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Ellie groaned. Her whole body was sore, complaining darkly against the unnatural current that had made her collapse. She lay on the couch in the common room, someone had put a blanket over her and she must have passed out at some point. She sat up, and groaned again. Fuck. That was such a stupid idea.