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[buildingreality]

Who| Ariadne and anyone
What| Ariadne needs to get better at this Mentoring business.
Where| District 6's suites; the Training Centre
When| throughout the week
Warnings/Notes| none right now

Though she never made a point of outright ignoring people, Ariadne realised at some point that perhaps she had missed something with her latest crop of Tributes. Cinna's comments to her last they spoke rang in the back of her head, niggling and telling her that she was supposed to feel attached to these people in some regard.

She'd always found that a little bit difficult, all things considered; she wasn't the type to get attached to begin with, and when they rotated every time she blinked, despite it not being quite as often as Cinna recalled, it was even more difficult. Who was to say if the Tribute she liked best would disappear off to God-knew-where after the next Arena or not?

But now she was going to make an effort. She spent more time making herself available for the lot of them, hanging around in more public spaces, and endeavouring to look helpful instead of perhaps standoffish or detached as usual.

Comments

[buildingreality]

"If it helps at all, I can see why they'd think worse of you. Most people brought in here seem to have a bit of a heart still left to them. I think you might be one of the few who wouldn't do too badly in the Arena - I get the feeling you don't really mind killing," Ariadne replied bluntly, feeling little reason to curb her thoughts on the matter.

"Feel free to correct me if I'm wrong."

[tis_allgood]

"I take offense, sai. I still have a heart, I just know when to listen to it." And when not to listen to it. He wouldn't be a Gunslinger if he couldn't turn off that part of his emotions.

"But I have more than a few kills under my belt. I would think worse of it if the people who died out there weren't brought back here intact. Most men I shoot could not say so much for themselves."

[buildingreality]

"So you're planning on making the most of the fact that they come back? Not all do. It's not a given," she pointed out, happy to point out the flaws in his logic. It made her feel a little bit more human, something she wasn't sure she still had after her time in the Arenas; she'd come out with her hands covered in the blood of her allies and enemies alike, all of whom had to go down in order for her to come out alive and on top. She hadn't thought about it back then, not really.