Guess who's back!

[mannersmatter]

Who| De and/or Effie and/or Lottie and/or Katniss and/or other NPCS AND YOU.
What| Them around the city, doing things, meeting people.
Where| Mainly the Training Center, but any setting is good!
When| Around this week.
Warnings/Notes|

I made a thread with a tag for each character, so just tag in there! if you'd like any of my other NPCs besides Katniss, just PM or private plurk me so we can hash it out real quick.

Let me know if I can add anything, and I am down for minor assumptions/handwaving some things!

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[needsaprince]

"I would love that."

She scooted up on her bed, to make room for the much larger Grue to spread out on the bed next to her.

[gruesome]

He curled up beside her, his long legs folding under his lower body like a deer's. Even so, he easily took up twice as much room as she.

"There was a party tonight, I think you would have liked."

[needsaprince]

"Oh, yea?"

She leaned into his bigger form, looking up at him with big eyes.

"Why so?" The idea of a party was almost scary. It was a strange feeling.

[gruesome]

He smiled, and draped an arm around her waist. "It was as if they had made a party, just for you. It was all sweet foods and women in dresses like foam, bright lights and quiet music."

[needsaprince]

All those limbs sure didn't make him comfortable. It made her feel safe. A little ironic, all things considered, but she knew Some would never hurt her.

"It sounds like I did miss out on quite the party."

[gruesome]

"Doesn't seem like you, I think," he ventured, voice quiet and calm.

[needsaprince]

She was quiet for a long moment, pressed against him, trying to fight back tears.

Finally, she couldn't anymore.

"I don't seem like me." She said, voice thick.

[gruesome]

He rubbed a hand along her back, up and down, the way he would have any of his sisters or ur-sisters.

"Was it this last arena?"

[needsaprince]

She nodded.

"There was a castle. I was dressed as a Princess. It...how could they ruin everything so perfectly?"

[gruesome]

"Nothing they make is real, Lottie... It is just there to make us take risks for it."

[needsaprince]

"It wasn't real but it was my dream Some! It's what I've always wanted!"

She was in tears again. It hurt so bad because here...she couldn't even muster that dream.

[gruesome]

He didn't know what to say. How would it feel if it had been his dream, his ideal of home and happiness, that they'd mocked and soaked in blood?

Even trying to imagine made his gut twist and ache. He tightened his arms around her, and cupped one cheek in his hand, soft-furred thumb brushing away a tear.

"Lottie... I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to say it wasn't."

[needsaprince]

"I know you didn't, I know, I'm just..."

She leaned into his palm with a deep sigh getting her sobs under control.

"I'm just so tired, Some. I'm worn down."

[gruesome]

He cupped her head in his hands, long fingers warm in her hair. "Do you sleep well? Or does the arena follow you out here in dreams?"

[needsaprince]

His comfort, and warmth was actually making sleep and dreams sound appealing for the first time in a long time.

"Sometimes." She mumbled.

[gruesome]

"Will you sleep better with company?" He would. The Capitol was desperately lonely sometimes.

[needsaprince]

"I think that would be nice."

It wouldn't be proper, but Some...it as so far from anything improper.

And she desperately needed the company.

"How do you sleep, dear?"

[gruesome]

"I curl up like a cat." He grinned, inviting her to smile too. "I used to have one, so I know."