bathed in blood [nixie bb reaction] 90th

The bloodbath brought me adrenaline in my own Games, but for some reason, it brought me anxiety for Parker and Talon. I really hadn't spent much time trying to connect with them before the Games, but for some reason, I still cared about them, at least a little bit. I suppose it might've been a good thing I didn't go for connection prior to the Games. My approach was to treat them like careers, whether or not they were careers. I had decided to treat them as if they wanted to be here, even if that wasn't the case.

I figured it'd prevent me from getting attached, but I was wrong.

When the countdown started, I found myself leaned forward, eyes focused on the television and straining to find exactly where they were when the gong sounded. When it did, I watched the fights start to unfold.

Parker and Talon both started out by striking Isaac, before Isaac got the first kill. I was just relieved that it wasn't either of them.

The first tribute to fall was one of the tributes from Three. Sierra Bordeuax collapsed to a blow from Isaac Le Roux: I suppose I should've expected something like that. The boy from One was strong, and I shouldn't have been surprised that he was the first to get a kill.

I didn't know why I was so set on getting one of these two to survive, even when I knew it probably wouldn't happen. Having a victor from the same District two years in a row rarely happened. Sure, it'd happened before, but it wasn't the most common thing by a longshot.

As I watched and tributes fought one another, my fists were anxiously clenched. Another tribute fell, and this time, Four was one up. Celeste Brere's skull was crushed by Parker. I stood up from my seat, adrenaline now pumping through my veins.

This was good, right?

It had to be.

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They both ended up getting out of the bloodbath with their lives, to my relief.

Why was I letting myself get so caught up in whether these two tributes lived or died?



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