One In The Same(Blaire)

  Emery had grown so much since she had left district twelve behind in the dust, well in the coal truthfully. She use to be small, short, and frail. Yes she was still short but small muscles now lined her body and a layer of fat formed over her fragile bones. Her hair too had become a nice silky black coloration to mirror her equally soft skin. If there was one thing the Capitol could do it was make a better looking you. With all its high quality products and make ups, who wouldn't shine in this city. Oh right, a little fourteen year old girl from the coal district. She may look stronger and better though truthfully she was still herself. No amount of washing and remaking could change that, no that would come when the blood came.

    She had seen it before and she would see it within herself, all children in the Games change. Not just from alive to dead either. Oh no they undergo transformation, from kind to brutal, from brave to fearful, from innocent to murderer. What would happen to her? That was a question only time would tell, if she was meant to die in that arena she would. She may not like it but everyone has their place to die. As of right now, it appeared to be the arena for her. She would try to fight of course but she was still new to the idea of violence. She had been sheltered and cared for by her parent's, lost in a world of art.

    Lucky for her art was still here as well, even now she swirled a paint brush at the Camo station while aimlessly looking around. Her eyes eventually found a point of interest when they hit the boy from five, Blaire. Her throat tightened just staring at him, he was cute and seemed nice but what did she really know. He could end up being a brutish dick who would stab her for his own life. As much as she longed to speak with him and get to know him, she withstood her tempataions. She knew connections were bad in the games, they always lead to pain or death.

    With a sigh she looked back at her work and gasped at it. Unconciously she had painted a relativly lovely portrait of Blaire. "Oh no no no where is a cloth." Hurridly scuttling around she searched for a cloth to hide away the painting forever before anyone's gazing eyes would fall upon it.