Ladies and Gentlemen...

[etcircenses]

The Capitol has ordered its people inward. Some move weary, knowing now some of the reason for their displacement, but they move, closer and closer to the reach of the President. It is said the children will be allowed in here past the heavy guard. But with all the distrust shaken into the core of the Capitol and the Peacekeepers at its heart, it’s not impossible to slip away. Surviving the traps to escape, however, is another story.

Outside the Capitol, the Districts line-up. In the month since the last battle, the stalemate Districts, 9 and 6 were won over. Districts 8, 10, and 1 have fewer of their number, but their rebel leaders have shown up and all the survivors with them. District 13 joins soon after, led by Webb and the Offworlders. It’ll be slow going for the Districts, but some of the Offworlders and allies have been tasked with leading the way in navigating the minefield that is the Capitol.

The Quarter Quell making up the 75th Hunger Games reached its end, but the Games themselves aren’t over yet. With all the war to prepare, the Gamemakers enlisted to work will be throwing out their best. Every arena needs it’s finale…

And there, patrolling, armed and ready to meet the traitors between the traps are the Peacekeepers. It’s their lives on the line too and they won’t be going down without a fight.

Welcome to the 76th Hunger Games.

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[biiowiired]

His fangs hid at a reasonable level as he closed his mouth. He straightened from his defensive posture and crept hesitatingly toward her. Jumpy at every little thing, she reminded him of the more destitute lowbloods and slaves, including himself once upon a time. She shouldn't be scared of him, of all people, but fear was never really rational. It crept up from unseen corners and smothered one's vision. Recovery was a long road, and this war wasn't helping.

"I'm thorry, I didn't mean to thcare you," he blurted. He extended his hand to her and asked softly, "Are you OK?"