She closes her eyes, hands stilling on his wrist. Her sister had died, of course. Ayelet. But that was way before her Games.
But there's Bobbin, still, adopted into a Peacekeeper family, used as leverage to keep her quiet. A toe out of line and he dies. Shot by the people he considers family. He had been too young to realise what was happening when he had been forced away from his real parents.
"No, love. No, they don't come back. She's dead."
Calico feels sick again. That nauseating, bubbly feeling in her stomach, flip-flopping back and forth - She sniffs back a tear. Can't cry in front of the peacekeeper.
"So no more trouble, okay, Some?"
She had said his name. It was the highest honour she could pay, acknowledgement of him as a separate person to her collection of 'loves'. She finishes tying the bow quickly, and whips out some scissors to snip the ends tidily.
"Perfect, love. Now - off yu go. Enjoy yourself - and NO TROUBLE."
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But there's Bobbin, still, adopted into a Peacekeeper family, used as leverage to keep her quiet. A toe out of line and he dies. Shot by the people he considers family. He had been too young to realise what was happening when he had been forced away from his real parents.
"No, love. No, they don't come back. She's dead."
Calico feels sick again. That nauseating, bubbly feeling in her stomach, flip-flopping back and forth - She sniffs back a tear. Can't cry in front of the peacekeeper.
"So no more trouble, okay, Some?"
She had said his name. It was the highest honour she could pay, acknowledgement of him as a separate person to her collection of 'loves'.
She finishes tying the bow quickly, and whips out some scissors to snip the ends tidily.
"Perfect, love. Now - off yu go. Enjoy yourself - and NO TROUBLE."