blood feud // {annika/ansgar vt!blitz}

Had he felt much of anything during this trip he might have felt a slight apprehension about district one. After all, he had fervently attempted to kill both tributes from this district, in fact managing to slay one of them in a dramatic fashion. It would be easy to imagine that the entire district might hold a grudge against him, and yet the lack of concern he felt was thick enough to be its own shield. He knew that no one could or would attack him, much as they might like to. First off, he was protected by the Capitol, perhaps not directly but as their toy there was no way they would allow an attack on him to go without punishment. Second, he knew he could defend himself - as surely anyone who had watched the Games would know. After all, he had driven a spear through the neck of the boy from this very district.

As much as he had momentarily hoped that he might go without any visitors, he knew the likelihood was slim. Sentimentality was something a great many people experienced, and had he been in their place he surely would have gone to see the person that had slain his brother. Even so, there was a twinge of frustration and resignation at the intrusion of a girl. "Mr. Todd," the formality of her greeting made his lip curl slightly, "my name is Annika Lumiere."

And here was the family of the boy he had killed. He was not surprised in the slightest. She looked him straight in the eyes and though he had wanted to avoid eye contact he did not withdraw from the stare. Whatever she wanted to do, she would not intimidate him. "It's a pleasure to meet you." The boldfaced lie was of no interest to him, he honestly didn't care much for what she had to say. "Was he your brother?"