symbolism [pisces/sagittarius] JB

Sagittarius had still been trying to recover from the riots that had gone on during the holidays. It had been hard, being shot at multiple times made it painful to say the least, and having to heal them on his own made it even harder. He wasn’t even sure if he was going to be able to walk normally at this point. However, he pushed most of it out of his head as he continued to move through the crowds of the reaping. He had stood by the side and watched it all happen.

He knew it was weird that the boy who had been reaped didn’t even make an appearance on the stage. Instead, he watched as his cousin, one Pisces Gem made his way up there instead. Was Sag surprised? No. He wasn’t. He wouldn’t be. Because at the end of the day, Sag knew the boy would act irrationally in moments of stress. Was it the right choice? That was something that Sag couldn’t answer. He was not in Pisces shoes here. He was simply a bystander, with a limp that could noticed from a mile away. Some people told him that he was just going to have to work through whatever pain he had, and some people told him that it would not go away, but Sag had always been a fighter. He would find a way to rise through this pain, if his life depended on it.

But that was not important right now. What was important was seeing Pisces before he went off to fight for his own life. His choice, and Sag wasn’t going to stop him. He was going to try to offer him some sort of courageous speech, or something like that. Sag knew better. He had been working on a new set of necklaces for his family, all of which shined in the light this time. He had found access to better metal, some that made the old metal that he used look like it had been pulled from a wreck. He worked through the weeks of healing, which might not have been good for him, but a new set of necklaces had come from it, and now he just had to wait until he met each one of his cousins to give them what they were owed.

He did wish that this was not one of those situations. But he was already at the justice building, hobbling his way up the stairs, wishing that he didn’t have to say goodbye to one of his cousins right here, right now.

Maybe it should have been him going in, but he knew that wouldn’t have been wise of him. He would have certainly been killed the moment he stepped off that platform. He wouldn’t have been able to keep up with the rest of the tributes. He would have been easy pickings. It would have been easier to find release, at least, that is how Sag had saw it. But Pieces on the other hand could possibly make it far. He had that grit in him that could push him past the rest of the tributes, and as long as he didn’t fall for any others ploys, he would make it far.

Sag was sure of it.

And even walking into the Justice Building, he could feel the tension. He did not know the girl from nine, he only knew the boy, and so once he had located his aunt, he realized the room that Pieces had been in. He hobbled his way there, denying any help that had been offered to him. Sag was far to proud of anything like that. He entered the room and realized that he wouldn’t have long.

He would kill to have that type of time anyway.

”Pisces…” Sag said, almost falling onto the boy to give him a hug. ”We don’t have long. I wanted to give you this.” Sag said quickly fumbling with the necklace in hand. It had been engraved with this name as well as his astrological sign. ”Please be safe.” Sag was quick on the uptake, putting enough space between them, but still using Pieces as leverage to not fall over. ”Why did you do it?” Sag had to ask that much. He didn’t see his cousin being the one to throw himself into the gauntlet. However, maybe he just had to let it go.

He didn’t know. But he was sure he would get the answer.