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[ooc] um i'll make it look fancy later [/ooc]

Nina was sick of it here. She felt like the wildcard in a playing deck that people loved to play but hated to have played against them. She was made for more than just changing the game for others, yet that was all she was used for. District Five saw her as one of the freaks that didn't quite catch the circus train, even after she had long abandoned her street performances. People did not realize her real value here. And on top of that, she was stuck in a world where if you set even a toe out of line, you were dead. No gentle chastising, no groundings, no reminders. It was all arrests, whippings, and executions. The Capitol made it so that the heroes were seen as the villains. Superman would not come today, or any day. It was everyone for themselves. Even outside of the arena, people were playing their own cruel games.
Whenever she went to the square, she would run there. Now her bones ached just to walk half a mile. The adrenaline that rushed through her veins had been drained, and it had been replaced with poison. She felt ill every time she left her house, and she wanted to curl up in bed again like she had been doing so for the past few weeks. But her father had forced her out of the house, saying, "Just because you live here doesn't mean you can just sit here and be a waste of space."
So here she was, back in the place she had been trying to avoid since that day. Oh look, I'm back in the fiery pits of hell where I belong.