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We then headed to the bathroom. As we entered, Jezabel bustled around, preparing a bath. She then left and soon returned with a clean pair of jeans and a T-shirt. "I just designed the jeans. I designed the t-shirt a month ago. I haven't put any of them on the market yet so you'll tell me if they're good and comfy!" Kithira poured some soap in the bathtub and swished the water around, she made thick foam appear. We were left alone again and she sat down, back to me. I stripped and eased myself into the hot water, enjoying every moment of it.
"Hmm," I could see the crud detach it's self from my body.
"Nice, huh, Jezable really works magic on baths!" I watched her little figure, her arms wrapped around her knees.
"Hmm, so, who's that guy you were with earlier on, and did Jezable come from district 11?" I asked.
"Well that's a long story… But I guess we have time. Let me start from the beginning:
I do not come from the Capitol; I do not come from Panem." She let that sink in. My closed eyes flew open and my relaxed body jumped upright, tensing in surprise.
"But nothing exists more than the Capitol and Panem, and maybe District 13 is still around but… Do you come from 13?" I asked.
"That's where the people of Panem are ignorant. Across a large sheet of water called ocean, there is more land, which was partly destroyed too because of the war, but is growing more powerful day by day. I come from this land. On this land there are different countries, we call them. They are very much like your districts but are not ruled over by a Capitol. There is a head of each country.
Those groups of people control the country and every year there is a reunion where the heads of all countries must attend. That is all we know. Well my country is called France; it was called the same before the war. The language I speak is French.
Unlike yours', our rulers are correct. Not kind, no, but they won't let you starve to death, they won't beat you if you did something wrong, they won't torture you to get some information out of you, they won't annihilate you.
They treat us right, that is why we respect them, and follow their rules. You follow the capitol rules because they oppress you, scare you, and bribe you.
"Are you still okay, Cinna?" She asked me, "Yes, please, continue!" She nodded.
Anyways, I was in wilderness, gathering plants to color the fabric for my clothes. In France I was an apprentice stylist. I got the best mentor I could get; I got special training of how to sow, design, transform, repair, color material. Not like here where all the stylists do is come up with an idea and have people do everything else. I create my dyes, invent new colors, I don't just sketch something give it to someone and it'll appear in front of me in a day!
I was farther out in the deserted plains that I should be because the plants are of better quality farther off and I was working on a masterpiece. That's when one of the Capitol's research crew or whatever they call it kidnapped me.
Yes, the Capitol sends expeditions to see if there is more land they can control. Snow is thirsty for power. I was kidnapped and knocked out and when I woke up I was far from home, in a hovercraft, far into the ocean. There were other hostages, whimpering, crying, and calling out in their language. I stayed placid, I wasn't about to give those brutes the satisfaction of seeing me break down. The black woman next to me, Jezabel, seemed to have the same principles that I did. She sat there, her face stoned. I admired Jez, because as we talked a little – we both knew a little English – I learned that she was a mother of 3. So Jez and I got along very well and we started to elaborate a plan to frustrate our guards. Jez told everyone to stop crying and whining like babies. And soon everyone was silent. Jez and I whispered to each other and had a fit of giggles. We whispered nonsense to others as well and we were all clutching our sides with fake laughter.
Unfortunately, I was the youngest of all. So as punishment, they took several of us apart, the youngest and prettiest ones, and took us in several rooms where they started to tease us. It was horrible. Some women had it really bad. The chief sympathized with me because he had a girl my age that I reminded him of, so he made it clear that if anybody touched me he would beat them so bad they would be crippled for the rest of their lives. Jez was under my protection so they didn't touch her either.
When we arrived in Capitol we were sold as slaves to the slave market. Branus, the man you saw earlier, bought me, but I said I wouldn't go without Jez. He's a good hearted man, he took us both. By then we had learned to read and write and speak in proper English.
I was sketching in my room and he saw me. He freed Jez and I and I installed my business. A quarter of my revenues go to him, of course. Well how's that to cut a long story short? Now many sons from rich families propose to me nonstop. At first I thought you were one of them," I could hear her smile through her voice. "But I was down wrong!" She added.
She turned her head in my direction and her eyes were wet although a small smile played on her lips.
"No, don't cry!" I stood up wanting to go comfort her. Ugh, how could I be this stupid? At my sight, she blushed and quickly turned her head.
"Um, sorry, I didn't realize," I stuttered dumbly. Ugh, I disgusted myself, poor girl; she was going to be traumatized! I quickly wrapped a towel around my clean body. I dried myself off and pulled on the designer's clothes'. I knelt next to her.
"Sorry," I whispered.
"It's okay; you didn't do it on purpose. Or did you?" Her head turned my way, her twinkling gold lined eyes playful. I gasped and stuttered
"No. No! Of course not," A crooked smile appeared on my face.
"Okay, well let's get you a room. You don't have anywhere to stay; I trust you and like you and have an extra room. Follow me," She nudged me and I chuckled.