mutuals | ivy & flynn

Scouting out the other tributes while I have someone like Johnny to focus on seems like a waste of precious time but even while I crave the dick head’s company, the two of us need to breathe for a moment. Finding allies will not be easy while his mentor is stood in his shadow, it is not like I will be there in the arena with him.

I spend the morning looking for one particular tribute, I am not sure I will be well received or if they will even care but I need to say something. It must have been at least five years ago when Arwen Mortuus first sent me a letter. I am not exactly the best pen pal and I still have a letter sealed in an envelope back home waiting to be sent. Finding someone with similar interests as me living so far away just felt rare and something I want to cherish.

Now it is a small connection with a tribute’s relative but if I can somehow give some kind of uncomplicated support with who I think is Arwen’s sister, the one in the picture he sent then I will do all I can. Not that I doubt the District Twelve mentors. Not that I’d rather give my all to Johnny...

Perfect timing, I catch Ivy Mortuus just as she is about to step into the training centre. I try and catch her attention with an awkward wave and attempt to block her path. ”Uhh sorry, I am Flynn.” Really this wasn’t thought through, the idea was to just to talk her. But what about? I have not decided that yet. ”I am not sure if Arwen ever told you but we have been corresponding through letters for some years now. I think I may even have a picture of the two of you together that he sent me. I just wanted to say uhmm, if you do need anything then let me know. I can’t do much but I may be able to help. “ This girl volunteered I think. Her family seems to have a history with the games, even Sin shared the arena with me. Whatever her reasons are, I just hope Arwen is doing okay.

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