"Bon-bon's mentoring again this year," the voice belonging to the cherubic face on his holo-screen chimed,"She's sooooo pretty! If she weren't such a drunk-"
"-and. Married. Super, way older than you, and married." And my mother, for Mod's sake. "You aren't that desperate, Killer. You aren't a trouble-maker, not this publicly, at least."
"Sooooo, so, SO, pretty."
"...bide your time. Don't make a move on the woman if you think it will cause something you can't control." Well dammit, if he couldn't stop it, he could regulate, at least. He didn't need a broken heart, or two, on his hands.
"Yeah, yeah. See you later, you grump. Why can't you ever just support my decisions?" Without waiting for a reply, the connection was broken, and then he really felt alone in this cabin.
He opted to stay put. Think about it a little.
Soon, something other than his mother's love life occupied his thoughts. Something with big glasses and a face that was too kind to have survived what it had.
"H-hey, Carnell!"
He grinned, thank god, I forgot she was mentoring this year…
"Hello, Miss Potts," He smiled, look softening instantly.
"The Reaping's going to start soon, you should probably start getting ready," Honey returned his smile hesitantly, fumbling with her dress with one hand absentmindedly.
"Oh, thank you, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid no one would've found me." The rep checked his pocket for his opera glasses, and, finding them clipped onto the chain hanging from his chest safely, stood.
"I'm surprised I had to," Honey returned, stepping back to allow him room to move,"You're usually pretty in-the-moment."
Carnell shook his head,"Friend called, she gave me...some things to think about."
"Always thought Capitol conversation would either sound boring or alien."
"With nearly anyone but her. Odd girl, into women twice her age and quite fond of pink."
"Oh," The women giggled despite herself,"How is Chicle doing?"
He laughed,"Quite well. Moral compass is a bit off-"
"-still-"
"-wants to sleep with mom, I think."
"How d'you figure?"
"She said so."
"Sorry, then." Honey smiled more freely now, tugged at his sleeve as she motioned out from where she'd came,"Now, to more somber events. We can do this again this year, yeah?"
He nodded, smile fading slightly as remembers ce struck,"Yeah."
Wow, I told you we were gonna update! So did Jemi, we were never gonna give up. We're trying not to update for certain reasons having to do with planning, but so that interest doesn't quell completely...well.
Hey! There's a tumblr for this story that we just started, Jemi'll draw some art, we'll talk about stuff and answer questions- it'll be great.
Visit us at 134th-the-blog on tumblr! I'd like to put a direct link in but ffnet's a bitch, so, :/
-Orenji
