=|=Already...Dead=|=((Sierra|Blitz|Luciana))

Moments pass and time floats gently by. Everyone in their own little worlds. Days left to go before actually entering the arena. Days left to go before Akasha can eat actual meat. Those last moments for 23 tributes. The end growing closer, and the odds could be in anyone’s favor. As tributes they dance around their true fate and delaying it as long as possible. That’s what their job is. Not to act like normal human beings, but to act as killing machines avoiding being killed themselves. That’s how it all works, but there are a handful that do not want to conform.

Those who do not want to conform are the people like Akasha. They know who they are and who they want to be. They will be harder to break and harder to conform but they make the strongest people. Whether it’s fighting wise or whether it’s emotionally that all depends. Those people have been broken before and they call out to one another. They stand by each other and take care of what they have seen and tell of the things that they have done. Whether or not they are proud of it is another story. Akasha’s story is that of her family. Her parents having died; then her brothers and her turning into cannibals. That’s what her past holds for her.

That was then and this is now. Akasha needed to find her own temporary family. She needed to find people who she could protect and people who would protect her. She needed others who she could tell were broken down like she was. Others who she could share the pain with and spend time with. That’s what she needed and wanted. She wanted a temporary family tospend the last moments of her life with.