thecapitol | What a place I have come to [Open]

Who | Pruna and you!
Where | District 12's area of the training centre and then outside
What | Arrival and exploring mostly
When | The day of her arrival
Warnings/notes I'll add if anything comes up.

No one had said anything to her after her test and the girl followed silently as she was taken out of the room and into a box which lurched and made her stomach go funny. She still had no idea what was going on and she was starting to get more and more irritated that no one was explaining things to her. Her guardians always briefed her before missions and the fact she had been brought here without knowing it, surrounded by strangers and things she had never seen before.

She was shown to a room, which they explained was hers, and that she could go anywhere on this floor or even out of the building, but she was to sleep here. She was also given a card and some other stupid thing that no one bothered explaining.

Once she was alone she sat on the floor and tugged off the shoes she had been told to wear, they were stupid and hurt her feet and made far too much noise. She felt exposed without a weapon but they had even taken the dagger Kant had given her. She looked around, her mouth falling open. If only her sister could see this! It was grander than even the best room in the inn, grander than most the houses she had ever snuck into as part of missions. And it was hers to stay in?

She crept over to the bed staring at it, poking it suspiciously. Then dashed round the room opening and closing every cupboard, checking for threats whilst taking a childish delight in the luxurious room.

Her room well and truly explored it was time to explore outside and she opened the door, half expecting it to be locked despite what the stupid haired people had said.

She opened doors, seeing other rooms like hers and finally came to a room with chairs and sofas. She watched from the doorway for a moment before padding in and poking the couch. Another glance round the room. She wondered about the others here, other shadow followers she guessed from what she had been told already.

She really wished that Elina had sent her sister as well, they had never been apart for more than a few hours for as long as she could remember and she missed her like someone had cut off her hand.

Spotting a window she skipped over, standing on tiptoes to look out and once again her mouth fell open. What a place this was... a far cry away from Gauig and they were so high up... higher than the roofs her and her sister would play on.

[A little later in the city] She wasn't planning to go very far, she had snuck through the entrance even though she had been told she could go out if she wanted to. Still not wearing her shoes, she kept to the sides of the streets, staying in the shadows, trying to be aware of her surroundings even as she was mesmerised by them.

It was colder here than in Gauig and she shivered as she stood as hidden as she could be, watching the people go by.

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Momoko spotted the girl as she turned away from an enticing shop window, standing to the side and barefoot. Frowning, she watched her a few minutes before going over, her curiosity overtaking her usual preference of ignoring people.

"Are you homeless or a Tribute?" She hadn't seen any homeless people in the city before, but she didn't exactly wander very much, or pay attention to the people when she did.

The girl drew away a little into the shadows but blinked when she was spoken to. Cinna had called her a tribute, so she supposed that was what she was.

"I do be tribute, that's what they did be saying. Do you be one too?"

"I--," she started, hesitating before continuing. Were the translation...machines or whatever they were malfunctioning? "Yes? I mean, I was a Tribute, now I'm a Mentor. If that's what you were asking."

The girl nodded, she had been a tribute and now she was a mentor... a mentor was a teacher... "So you do be teaching the tributes who do be here now? Does that mean you did be winning when you did be a tribute?"

Surely it did because otherwise she would be dead, they had told her they were to fight until only one person lived.

"I won," said Momoko, giving up on the girl's speech making any better sense anytime soon. Besides, being reminded of her recent win always made her cheerful lately. She preened. "The last one."

The girl grinned, "You did? You must be being really strong then!"

Momoko flinched, just barely, and covered it up with a serene smile. The girl was new, didn't even know who Momoko was. She couldn't possibly have been mocking her. "More smart than strong," she said. "It's not all about strength in there. Even someone like you might have a chance if you're smart enough about it."

Her tone wasn't mocking at all, in fact she was looking at Momoko like she was some kind of hero.

Though she frowned at the 'someone like you' part. "I do be having as good a chance as anyone." She told her haughtily. "I do be strong and smart."

Momoko looked over the girl doubtfully. "You know it won't just be other little girls? They throw all types of people in there, strong, smart, experienced."

She pulled a face, annoyed that this woman seemed to think so little of her. Truthfully she wasn't sure herself if she would be able to do this, but if Elina thought she was ready then she was ready. The priestess didn't make mistakes. "I have been killing adults before, I do no be some untrained baby."

"You've killed adults?" said Momoko with a raised eyebrow, her doubt more about the likelihood of this girl managing that than that a child could be a killer. "How?"

The girl frowned, she was meant to keep quiet about her training she knew, but surely everyone would know once she started fighting. And she had been sent here for a reason. Still...

"I did be stabbing them, they did be dying. It do no be so hard."

"Yes, well," Momoko started, hands on her hips. "You know they won't just wait to be stabbed right? And you might not even get a knife anyway. What will you do then?"

"Since when do anybody be waiting to be being stabbed. That do be stupid." The girl pulled a face at her, "If I do no be having a knife I will be poisoning them, or pushing them off a building."

Edited 2013-03-27 00:10 (UTC)

"You think you could push someone off a building?" And that was assuming there were buildings around. "What would you do if it was someone stronger than you? If they don't let you have a knife, they probably won't let you have poison either, you know."

"Yes. I could be." If she caught them by surprise, if the circumstances were right. "I could be making poison, or if there do no be any ingredients I could be finding other ways. There do be hundreds of ways to be killing people."

"You sound like you've thought about this a lot." Momoko raised an eyebrow. On finding out the girl was a Tribute, she'd assumed this was another longshot, like herself. Not that she had experience.

"Yes, did you no be learning all this?" How on earth did she manage to win if not? The girl frowned at her, curious and confused.

Momoko flushed, slightly. She'd always been proud of her terrible athletic ability, feeling it made here even more of a Rococo style lady, until she'd been expected to survive outdoors and fight other people to the death. "Not before I came here," she said stiffly. "I didn't exactly need to."

"You must be being very clever then, if you did be winning with no training." The girl looked at her in surprise, not sure how this was even possible.

"That's right," Momoko jumped on that explanation. "I won through strategy." And hiding, mostly. "That's the most important skill to have in the Arena, a sense of strategy."

"I will be remembering that!" The girl grinned.

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