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Celestial:
I walked around the Capital, looking for my brother Cinna. Pangs of nervousness were storming through me; I hadn't seen him since the beginning of the 75th Game, and I was worried. Had President Snow found him? Killed him, even? I wasn't sure if my brother had done anything worth treason, but I know he was never for the capital. Had he said something stupid in public again? I sighed and ran my sky blue-tinted hand through my straight black hair. Maybe he was carried off with the hover-car that disrupted our yearly game? Whatever the cause was, Cinna was so going to get it when I found him.
Quince:
For some odd reason I've been thinking of my father the past week. I'm not quite sure why I have, I barely remember the old fool. Something tells me something has gone wrong. I have this awful feeling the Capitol has found us, or…knows where we are. I knew he was making a mistake going off with that other woman. Why would he- Uff! I have got to pay attention when I am in the woods. Wait, is that a deer? I better follow it, we need it.
Celestial:
I walked into our tidy and fashionable apartment to find it empty. So he hasn't come home. I walked into my bedroom and plopped down onto my deep blue, memory foam bed and huffed in frustration. Then a holographic message appeared on my wall.
Celly, I have escaped the capital, and am in District 13. Destroy this message.
-Cinna
I jumped up and started packing.
Quince:
Fwwip. Right through the buck's heart. Everyone is going to love this. We now have meat, hide for clothes, bones for tools, various organs for containers and such. I run over to the dead deer, lift it over my shoulders, and start to head back to District 13.
"Hey Quince! …Is that a deer?" Primrose, a newbie to 13, who I have grown very close to, runs to me as soon as I reach the edge of 13.
"We need it Prim, you know that as well as anyone." I say, talking in a rather soft, yet stern voice.
She hits my upper arm because that is the highest she can reach, laughing awkwardly, trying to hide her disappointment.
"Greasy Sae, we have meat for your stew today!" I yell up at her tree-shelter. "Primrose is coming up with it now."
"Ah, thank you Quince! You are finally going to taste my hob-famous beef stew!" She yells down waving her wooden spoon, smiling.
"No, Sae, it's actually venison." I correct her
"Once it's in the stew, we call it beef. I thought you'd catch on to that by now." She jokes, after taking the package for Prim. "Well come back soon because word of meat is going to travel fast."
"Now to give this fine hide to- Hello Cinna! Just the man we were going to see." I say, walking over to Cinna, another newbie to 13.
"Oh lovely I can work on my fashions!" He says, giddy.
"Just make sure your "fashions" are wearable and useful, ok?"
"Don't I always?" He laughs and turns around, headed towards Greasy Sae's.
We walk a few trees down. When I notice something about Primrose, some sort of sadness in her face. I wonder why she is sad.
"Primrose Everdeen I have been worried sick! Where have you been young lady?" Prim's mother scolds her.
"I've been with Quincy all day mom. Don't worry." Prim skips along to her mother.
"Hello Ms. Everdeen. I brought you some deer organs because I thought you might make more use of them than me." I say as I walk casually to their tree-shelter. I also slip some of the venison to her. I feel protective of her and Prim, so I help as best I can.
"Oh thank you Quince. I could use these for many things. Would you like to come in for some tea while you're here? You must have had a long day." Ms. Everdeen, I've noticed, can quickly change moods. Maybe all mothers have that ability. You know, to change from being mad at their kids to being happy.
"No, I have to go home, thanks anyway." I say and head to get some of that "beef" stew.
HogoshaOtaku: Hola!! Its HogoshaOtaku…obviously…
OtakuWolf: …you idiot…anyway, we obviously wrote this fanfic together.
HO: …MY SHORT NAME SPELLS HO!!! *fume* oh well. Were posting this under OW's penname CUZ SHE HAS NUTHING THERE!!! Mine already has 4 fanfics on it!!
OW: YET! Mine has nothing on it –yet-. Besides that point, shouldn't we tell them who writes who or something?
HO: I write Celestial. Im not actually girly, so writing like I'm from the capital is hard…bear with me!!
OW: and I write Quince. For reference….I am not now, nor shall I ever be a male! (Yeah that's right Kuki...I am a girl!!!)
HO: so pleez give us ideas in reviews!! And tell us if you see anything we need to fix or if you liked it.
OW: No flames!!! Flames are rude, and I do not care for them. Trust me, if you dare flame I will make your fanfic life a not-so-pleasant time.
HO: though I agree, don't scare the readers!!
Until next Chapter,
HogoshaOtaku & OtakuWolf