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WHO| Effie and Darius
WHAT| A stressful period is about to be made more stressful.
WHEN| Mid-day
WHERE| The Tribute training center.
WARNING/NOTES| None atm.

This was not good.

Katniss and Peeta were missing. And of course, she and Haymitch were use to going at this solo, but there was...a difference. Because usually they were not stressed about missing mentors and their tributes.

At least she assume Haymitch was stressed. If his drinking habit were any indication, at least.

"Hold the elevator please." She said, tone clipped as she picked up her pace, sorting through files as she went. There was a party, tonight, to try to gather sponsors, but she might be flying solo. Which might be better all things considered.

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He folded the square of cloth neatly, offering it back to her, and never took his eyes off her. That was the key, maybe, for him to stay floating above the terror that still sat so close.

She put it away and settled to the floor.

"I don't know what else we can do?"

But the panic was starting to subside. And logic set back in. Clear thought process. Such as...

"We certainly fell very far, didn't we?"

That elevator didn't move slowly when it was working properly. She knew there were some sub floors, and everything had gone by so fast, but it still felt...wrong.

He released her slowly, kneeling beside her instead, and still didn't look away, but he was clearly listening, and nodded slightly. Hesitantly, he gestured to himself. Maybe they were at the Avox levels? They were the deepest he knew.

If took her a moment to get his meaning, and then she sat back, looking up into the darkness to consider it. Normally it was a 12 story drop she was use to, a few more on those rare occasions she had gone down to the training area. She knew the Avoxs were under that but...she shook her head.

"No, I think we went farth than even that. It felt farther."

And how much farther she had no idea. All she could remember was dropping far to fast.

He shrugged, a gesture that felt shockingly casual to him. But he didn't know. And he wasn't sure he wanted to. Looking away from her, at the doors, made his heart start to race again, and so he snapped his gaze back.

She felt another pang of sympathy for him as he looked back to the floor, before redirecting her attention.

Out. How could they get out of here.

"Maybe if we climbed up..." Because she was going to do well in her smart business suit, wig and 5 inch heels. Truly good climbing attire.

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