A/N~This is my first fanfiction so please go a little easy on me (; It's about Cinna and my OC Nymeria.
Cinna and Nymeria met a couple years ago and they already had been a couple when Katniss competed in the 74th Hunger Games. My story starts with the 75th Hunger Games. In this chapter you will get to know Nymeria and get an overview over the relationships between the characters of the story. Happy Reading
Nymeria:
„When my hair is done, I find Cinna and Nymeria downstairs in the living room, and just the sight of him makes me feel more hopeful."
„Katniss!" I jump off the couch to hug my friend from District 12. I missed her. Katniss hugs me back and then she gives me a smile. Not the fake smile she puts on for everyone else from the capitol but her real smile, the one she saves for her friends like Cinna, Peeta, Haymitch, Gale and well, Me. „I missed you." she says. „I missed you too Katniss." Then Cinna comes and they great embrace each other warmly aswell.
The Victor takes a look at one of the sketchbooks Cinna has arranged in the living room along with some manakins, fabrics and clothings. As she picks it up she grins and turns to Cinna „You know, I think I show a lot of promise, don't I?" I laugh. „She seems better then you Cin." I wink at Her. „Oh dear." He puts his arm around my shoulders. „you better shut up or I'll ask Flavius, Venia and Octavia to pimp your style a little bit, oh and you!" He laughs, tossing a boundle of clothes at Katniss:"Get dressed you worthless thing!".
It's true. For being a stylists girlfriend and living in the Capitol my outer appearance is quite plain. In other words: I look like a wallflower. As a personal assistant and event manager I have to deal with a lot of people and usually I rush from one place to the next. Thus, my mahagony brown hair is cut conveniently short into a pixie. Another reason for that is that both, Cinna and Flavius have the horrible habit of messing with my hair and the short cut doesn't leave them as many opportunities to torment me. I am not very tall and according to Cinna and Octavia I could be from the outer Districts because I have no curves and in their words 'look like a stick'. Since I don't really like bright colors and extravagancy I prefer wearing black shirts, blazers and jeans. The only thing about me that actually sticks out is my left hand and wrist because its covered with ornaments, symbols, twirls and other embellishments. My tattoo was inspired by so called henna tattos which I read about in one of Cinnas fashion Magazines and druid symbols which I found in the library of the Capitol that despite the lack of clients, still exsits. „Oh please don't" I laugh. „I think thats a fabulous Idea!" Katniss smirks. „Then you'll get a taste of the torture they put me trough!" I grin. „It's a loving kind of torture." Cinna says. Then him and Katniss sit down to talk about her talent. I leave them alone to give them time to catch up and because i don't want to interrupt them. I know that the friendship between them is very deep and special and they deserve some intimacy. As I walk past the door it burts open and Effie pops in. „The Cameras are here!" She twitters. „Cinna, Katniss! They are here!" She passes me and hurries into the living room followed by camera crew of 5 people. I follow her back into the living room where everything is getting ready to be on air. As Katniss reads Cinnas cards they film the room and the designs. Cinna and I are waiting in the doorframe. „She's doing good." I whisper. „She actually sounds like she's a bit passionate about it" he just nods and I see that his thoughts are somewhere else. „Cinna?" He shakes his head for a second and his blurred stare goes back to normal. „Ja, sorry I was thinking about some stuff what were you..." he answers with an apollogetic smile but before he gets to finish his apology, Effie interrupts him:„Ok so now we are ready for some outdoor shoots. Katniss remember! You are OH SO happy and life a perfect fairytale like life with Peeta here in twelve and you can't wait to visit all the Districts during the victory tour, understood?" Effie still seems to smile, her smile seems to never fade, but her obvious doubt in Katniss on-camera skills is quite observable for all of us. Cinna hands her a fur coat. „Good luck, girl on fire" he gives her an uplifting smile and hearing the nickname Cinna gave her seemed to give her some more confidence. „remember to smile." I whisper „You look like you're about to walk through hell." „This is hell, isn't it?" She grins afflictedly, then Effie showes her out of the door and the show begins. Cinna and I sit down in the living room and Katniss younger sister, Prim joins us. I've never actually talked to Katniss sister. „Hello." I smile. „you must be the most famous Primrose Everdeen." I try to start a conversation. „Yes I am. And you must be Cinna and Nymeria. Katniss told me about you." We talk for a while and I find that Katniss and her sister are complete opposides. Prim seems to be made to interact with people. She is adorable and quirly and sweet and just absolutly aimable. Sitting here, chatting with her made me think about her in the arena for a split second. The thought made me shiver.
The Hunger Games were simply a cruel and brutal copy of the roman 'bread and games', where they had Gladiators fight each other in an arena untill only one of them remained. It made me sick and gave me a feeling of guilt for living in the Capitol. I was twenty now so there was nothing to worrie about for me, even I'd still be where I was born but...no I didn't want to think about my past. I was alive. I was with Cinna. And a revolution was about to start. We both knew that. I looked at him only to see that he was in deep thought again. Him zooning off happened more often these days. He'd just sit somewhere lost in his thoughts and I never knew if i should be worried or not.
As the door opens again Katniss and Effie return to join us in the living room. „How was your on camera time?" I ask. „ugh," she mumbles something then grabs one of the cookies on the table. „she was decent. Peeta did an amazing job though! My god, that boy was born to be on camera! The capitol adores him! If he wasn't that committed to you Katniss, I'd swear he'd become the next Finnick Odair!" Effie chipps. „Odair," Katniss ponders. „is he a victor? I think I've watched a little excerpt from his games. „Yes he is," I answer before Effie starts a praise towards the Capitols, maybe not favorite, but definatly most attractive victor. „He won the 65th Hunger Games and every girl in the Capitol has fallen for him ever since." I grin. „I mean, let#s be honest he is pretty damn good looking." Cinna raises an eyebrow and I nudge him playfully. „Well, of course he is not as goodlooking as this fellow here." We all laugh. It is nice to sit and chat without any tension in the room. Not even Effie seems stressed or likely to talk about the capitol. „Why is Peeta not here?" Octavia asks, a little puzzled. She is a dear and such a lovely and wonderful friend but also a parade example for the naivité of the general Capitol citizens. „He...uhm, he had some buisness to take care off I think." Katniss stutteres. From a couple of telephone calls, I know that the two of them barely talk. „Well, you guys have some warming up to do for the victory tour! I mena Panem knows you as the couple of the century. And you are so adorable together." The tone in Effies voice shows that she wont accept a distanced victor couple. „You are soooo cute together" I gag with a slight imitation of Effies voice to make Katniss laugh and sure enough my plan works out and soon enough our little group is back to laughing and chatting.
After we are all finished with our Coffee and the Cookies are gone the day turns into a blur. Everyone is packing and getting ready to catch the train home tonight. Cinna recollects all his sketchbooks and cleans up the livingroom for Katniss' mom. Thats when I decide to go over to see Haymitch.
A/N ~ So i know my first chapter is kind of boring but it gives a good first impression of the situation and hopefully does its job in introducing Nymeria.