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Rose just seemed to shrug her small and angular shoulders. It was all that she could manage at that direct moment. To her, the weight of the games in her soul was more like a second heart, something that was always there and you could here it, still, it never failed. It was non-existant to others, yet existant to the person who has made it a dream. This is how the games were for Rose, a second heart.

Yes, she could hear the soothing tones coming through Rilles voice, the sound almost bothered her. Whyy are people like this? she thought, flicking her tounge silently to the roof of her mouth, feeling the indent with curiousity.

Still, Rielles comment almost bothered her "You don't need the Games to be great, Rose." These words made her stiffen her back, her neck hair rise just slowly. Her bangs, the edges curling themselves over her eyes. Inside, Rose could feel anger building.

Why couldn't they understand, The thought raced through her mind, pinching her brain as she quietly tried to turn back around, to the place that Rielle was not. This soothed her the slightest bit, knowing, that her choice to tell the lady was a big mistake.

Before Rilles voice was even heard, Rose walked out of the door, nodding her head to Gabrielle with a near fake smile as she raced away, her eyes quickly turning to a dull, misty, color that they always were.[/sub]