in lies we trust [d10 train]
Jun 8, 2021 19:53:38 GMT -5
Post by kap on Jun 8, 2021 19:53:38 GMT -5
"Stand up
or die on your knees."
-----Victors. They were what I strived to be a part of. Although, admittedly, District Ten's previous victors were a bit... underwhelming to me. Come to think of it, it'd been almost fifteen years since a District Ten tribute had won. That was kind of pathetic.
I was motivated to be the change in that statistic, though.
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As I boarded the train, I immediately made my way to the dining car. It's what Harmon would've done, and what can I say? I'm quite a bit like my brother, although perhaps a bit less socially awkward. I'm not afraid to speak what I'm thinking.
When I made my way into the dining car, I witnessed a sleeping victor— or at least I assumed he was sleeping and not dead, as I didn't really check to see if he was breathing— Mace Emberstatt. I recognized him, but had never spoken with him before.
We're not the only ones in the dining car, either. I look from person to person.
"Anyone know where I can find the booze? Or is that not an option for the tributes?" I ask aloud.-----
