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old perspectives | tigs&flynn Oct 12, 2023 14:14:15 GMT -5

Post by ☢️ on Oct 12, 2023 14:14:15 GMT -5

FLYNN GARNER

It shouldn’t matter who else’s names are on the list, besides my own sister and cousin. Looking beyond them is the least of my worries, there are so many familiar surnames on the list but just my luck that is there someone else on there that I have met before.

How unfortunate for Tigs, she got me as a tour guide for Fenwick’s hospital and now she is facing the Hunger Games. I knew my bad luck was contagious, but we didn’t even spend half a day with each other.

There has been no reason for me to speak with Avriel’s mentee but that bad luck we seem to share takes us down the same hallway as I leave the observation room of the training center. We spent a lot of time walking down hallways in the hospital. She is ahead of me and my rub my hands, plucking together words, if I even dare speak them.

”Volunteering is not going to get you into the hospital.” I call out, stopping dead in my tracks as a bunch of trainers and avoxes hurry past the pair of us. ”What happened, did they reject you?” That sounds rougher than I initially thought, I hope Nessa and Jimmy have spoken to her with kinder words. Perhaps she will try to use me as a psychiatry test subject again.

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old perspectives | tigs&flynn Oct 13, 2023 3:50:05 GMT -5

Post by minie on Oct 13, 2023 3:50:05 GMT -5

Up until now, you have avoided Flynn, after your last encounter there was not much that could lead you to believe he would have had much interest in talking to you anyway. He just left you standing there at the hospital, of course it was partially your fault, but it still stung just a little bit. Besides one would presume that with two of his relatives being reaped, he really could have cared less if you were amongst the lists.

You also had around 100 different things currently cursing through your mind then the victor from district six.

No, you were busy worrying about your image to the public, making an impression on the gamemakers and well the life-or-death game you were about to play. Each day you woke up with an abundance of stress and overwhelming sensation that made it almost easier to focus on the tasks at hand. There was little option left than to push all the memories from home so far back into your mind that you would not remember the smell of mom’s gingerbread on her good days. Or how it felt whenever Icarus would make you a hot chocolate as your busy mind stressed over whatever school exam was next. All those little things that made you want to tear up had to go, there was no time to be sad. You could process your emotions when the games were over.

When Flynn’s voice calls out from a few steps behind you, you stop dead in your tracks and turn around to see him standing there. His tone was sharper than you originally remembered, and his words blunt.

”It might not get me into a hospital, but it will sure as hell keep my brother out of a morgue. Who knows, maybe I’ll finally get to see one of those.” I shrugged as I looked him in the eyes with a dead pan face. I had let the stress get to me. You tried to relax your body a little bit more aswell as your mind as you carefully sought out those next words. ”Sorry, it’s just a lot…but truth be told; I don’t know if I got in. I couldn’t open the letter; I was supposed to after the reaping.” your voice lowered itself and you pressed your lips together searching for anything else to look at in the room than Flynn.

Perhaps he was right, you really did just throw your life away.

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old perspectives | tigs&flynn Oct 13, 2023 4:22:58 GMT -5

Post by ☢️ on Oct 13, 2023 4:22:58 GMT -5

FLYNN GARNER

Not everyone volunteered the same way I did. Chased up to the stage with a baseball bat swinging at my head. A deserved punishment, nothing like saving a sibling. If it was Nessa or Dorothy’s name that came before mine, would I have ever volunteered for them? That is another conflict that I do not need in my mind right now. That kid I was before all of this, it is hard to find him after so much rummaging in my brain. He is still a dick though.

Same dick that has just spoken so forthright to Tigs.

I rub the once broken knuckles that the Capitol healed right up against my approval in the med bay when I first arrived. Another conflict is circling in my head, it is against the rules to meddle with other Districts’ tributes. With what has erupted with Ten, if they saw me meddling with Nine too…hell. It is against the rules to take them out of the training center. Against what should matter to me right now, with my sister and cousin behind me in that training room.

What I want to say is: I can find out if you got in, it could be another thing worth fighting for. I would be happy to give you another tour, a proper one. Any time.

But what I must say is. ”I am sorry. If I could find out for you, I would.” There is another surge in my wrists, it wants to push out of my fists and go straight through the wall besides us. I tame it. Containing it by leaning my hand against the wall instead.

”I am sorry for all of this. I am sorry for leaving you behind at the hospital. But it doesn’t matter. I wish I could help.” I mean it, help all of them. Every year. These assigned Districts we get based on where we’re born don’t matter to me anymore. ”We’re on opposite sides now. I trust Avriel will look after you.”

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old perspectives | tigs&flynn Oct 19, 2023 4:42:43 GMT -5

Post by minie on Oct 19, 2023 4:42:43 GMT -5

Flynn was right, none of this mattered anymore. What happened back in six almost felt like another life at this moment. A life where you would have found out what was in that letter, a life where you would have let Icarus take his spot. It would not have mattered what was in that letter then because you would have had to stay in nine with mom, maybe in that lifetime you would have grown into Icarus’s resentment.

You nod your head along as Flynn continues to apologize and you hear the desperate sincerity in his voice, but there is not much you are able to do with it now. What was done is done, in a few days you were going to go into the arena and the only way you’ll ever figure out if that what you have always dreamt of were meant to come true is if you were to make it out alive.

So many hypothetical what ifs and only if. You were tired of the uncertainty of it all. You had to make your future set-in stone, a future where you would make it out alive.

”I know you mean well, but all your apologies can’t change the fact that this is the reality we live in, and I got myself into this mess. Just promise me that the next girl who accidently says something slightly out of pocket on a tour won’t be abandoned.” you meant exactly what you said but you could not help the slightly macabre laugh that had escaped your lips.

The pain in Flynn’s voice tugged at your heart and every last drop of resentment that you had felt for him evaporated. Instead, you just wanted to ensure him that it was all alright, but he probably had to much baggage that he was carrying with him for you to ever make sure that he was perfectly okay. None of you lot would ever be okay again. You nod your head again and speak ”Avriel has been great, don’t think there is much more he can do even if he wanted to. Listen I need to probably get back to training but y’know for what it’s worth…I’m sorry about your sister and your cousin. It is not exactly very fun when a family member is reaped.”

Although your words and ton were sincere, a hint of self-pity could be detected through your words.

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