Yet Another Hunger Games Group discussion

Where the mentors hang out when their tributes are busy training... Or setting fires... Or having pillow fights... ;)

Ever sat rigidly on a chair near the corner, lost in memory.

Delaney walked into the lounge with a small flask of scotch and slumped into a chair. She couldn't deal with this. Not two more tributes. Not two more deaths. She couldn't do this anymore. She armored herself in indifference. At least they weren't young. Thank god for small blessings.

"Worried?" Ever grunted, addressing Delaney, whom she didn't expect to respond.

Delaney blinked through the fog. "More like done. With everything."

Ever nodded. "Haven't even met them. They went to bed before I could see them, either." She was referring to the tributes from her district, Twelve.

"I was minding my own business, and they had to go and make a racket. I swear, they were seconds away from getting a little over PG-13," Delaney replied with a sigh, taking a drink from her bottle.

((LOL))

Ever nodded knowingly. "Kids these days..."

((XD))

"Society has gone down the drain. Actually, it's been in the sewers for ages now."

"It has. To leave us here... I'd rather be dead."

Delaney swirled the amber liquid in her flask. "If only lives could be traded, living for the dead..."

"They all kept saying that life is short... It feels like an eternal hell to me..."

"I couldn't have put it better myself," Delaney agreed.

"Cheers," Ever sighed bitterly.

((Gtg))

Delaney raised her flask in accord, and then took another drink from it.

((Bye!))

Shea entered, still wearing her dress she had been forced into from the reaping. The women from her town always came in to check on her and make her dress nice. Everyone knew they just did it so Shea didn't get the chance to kill herself.

Shae took a seat on one of the couches and picked a pear from the enormous fruit basket on the table. She never ate apples. They reminded her too much of her mom...and dad.

Ever nodded in Shea's direction. It was more polite than grunting, anyway.

Shea gave a pitiful smile back then bit into her pear.

Shea kicked back on the couch thinking about her poor tributes in training.

Fifi came in, her usual smile on her face.

Ever visibly groaned when she caught sight of Fifi Trinket. Why couldn't the train have just left her behind at one of its stops or something?

((XDXDXDXDXDXDXDXDXD This is going to be SO much fun.))

(( XD ))

Shea frowned at the perky face and tossed the pear core behind her head.

"Hi." She smiled brightly at he pair of them.

Ever exchanged a look with Shea. "Kill me now!" she mouthed over a bowl of fruit.

Shea nodded to Ever before looking back to Fifi. "Hey," she dragged out in a more dull monotone voice than usual.

She flopped down on a couch. "I am ab-so-lute-ly exhausted today! Honestly! Why do we have to run around so much?"

"Well, I hear there are elevators to take you to your room..." Ever said hopefully.

"Yeah for technology," Shea said half-hearted. She rubbed her eyes just after rolling them.

"Yes, those certainly are helpful!" She chirped.

"I hear there are also beds upstairs," Ever continued, "Surely your feet hurt from those high heels."

"Or those massage tables on the way in," Shea said, "They would be delighted to rub out all the er...minks in your poor sore feet."

"Of course there are beds! Where else would we sleep, silly? And there are massage beds? That sounds amazing! Which floor are those on? And why would my feet hurt from high heels?"

"Oh right silly me," Shea muttered, "You must live in those things."

"The twelfth floor! Nowhere near here!" Ever replied quickly.

"Why would it be on the twelfth floor? The district 12 rooms is nowhere i'd expect to find a massage bed!"

Ever felt her face flush hot with anger. "And why might that be?"

((Beck? :)))

"Well because that district's so filthy of course!"

"Filthy?" Ever asked, voice rising, "I'm from District Twelve, idiot!"

"Oh, you are? Then you should know there aren't massage beds on that floor, silly!"

((I'm placing bets with myself over how long it will take before Ever slaps her XD))

((XD this is fun... Eheheh))

((Lol, Andra, I'm betting in two or three more posts. What about you? ;) ))

A minute later, Ever stood satisfied where she had been before. She wouldn't deny that her hand may have twitched a little before the three tomatoes had found Fifi's face. Maybe.

((I was betting one! No joke!))

((OOOOH Shnap. Tomatoes to the face.))

Fifi spluttered in protest.

((So I almost get the money from myself XD ))

((Haha! I don't even want to know why Ever was carrying around a tomato, CJ.))