It's Been 84 Years [Vasco / Eurydice blitz]

V A S C O

For those of us that come from the lower districts, it’s hard to imagine what the values careers held could bring us together, at first glance. The value of human life seemed to them less about what we brought into this world, and more as to how they could be measured against one another. But a simple watch of the games could show that such a view is reductive, and hurtful to those that are trying to survive. Boys and girls that had gone into the games that showed their loyalty and faith to one another, values all of us could cherish in one another.

When I picked up the phone to call Eurydice, I’d written down a few note cards to prepare myself. I’d already had one taunting call from the careers and didn’t need to get caught flat footed again. Not when the stakes were so high, when we had time and reason to be calling one another on the phone. I turned the rotary on the phone and heard the rings carry through. I shouldn’t have been as nervous as I was – it’s not like she knew me from anyone else – but I know my reputation preceded me. From what it seemed, as someone easy to push over.

“Miss Le Roux, I hope I’m not bothering you, it’s Vasco Izar, from Eleven,” I stared down at the lines on my note card and smiled, “Quite a history, you know, an Izar talking to a Le Roux. Anyway, I was hoping you might spare a few minutes to speak with me. I hope the election is treating you well.”