Moves and Countermoves
Chapter 5: The Parade
Wednesday 1st July
The Capitol.
Euphemia Coin woke Hannah up. She instantly felt the lack of her father's presence and screamed the room down, sending her claws towards anyone who wasn't him until he showed his face. He opened his arms for her and collected her in them.
"Did she get you?" Her father asks. It is directed at Euphemia Coin. It is now just the three of them in the room. She is standing in a corner with her hands together looking at Hannah and her father oddly, of course.
Hannah buries her face in the crook of her father's neck because she knows she definitely did get her more than a few times.
"Nothing I can't fix".
"No, leave it. Let those animals think it was them".
Hannah hears no verbal reply for Euphemia Coin, but Hannah finds she doesn't care.
"It's almost show time. Are you ready?" Her father asks. Hannah can tell by his voice he is talking to her. He is also walking closer towards her, so Hannah grips better around her father's neck.
"As ready as I'll ever be", Euphemia Coin replies.
Her father stops his slow steps, and Hannah can feel him start to inch her away from him.
Hannah grips on even tighter to him, really digging her fingers into him, so he knows that she does not want him to leave her with Euphemia Coin again.
"Now, now, none of that", her father chides her softly, comfortingly patting her back. "What did we speak about on the train? We have to play the game. And in order to play the game you have to listen and do what E - your mother - says".
Hannah flinches, still not liking that term.
"Now go to your mother", her father instructs but at the same time grips tighter on to her. "Don't fight her. Don't hurt her. Listen and do what she says", he says, placing her down on the floor. "Do that, and you are sure to win the Games". Haymitch puts her hand in Euphemia Coin's feather-like hand.
Hannah wants to listen because she can still remember very well what happened last time she didn't listen, and she doesn't want her Papa to end up like her Sae, but she has an odd feeling that it is almost like Haymitch is saying goodbye to her.
"Where are you going?" She asks as he starts to turn away from her.
"To go and play my part of the game", Haymitch smiles at her, but his smile is sad.
Hannah frowns confused. Again, this was not how she imagined the Games at all. She knew that Haymitch wouldn't be in the arena or in the training sessions with her, but she thought as her mentor, he would be with her at all other times.
"Your part is not with me?" Hannah asks. Some sort of realisation dawning on her. She just didn't quite understand what the realisation was. "My part is with Euphemia Coin", she realises slowly. Because, hadn't that been what he had always warned her?
'She will come for you and take you away from me'.
Hadn't he said on the train the she would want to keep her in the Capitol?!
Hannah shakes her head no, still certain that will not happen at all. She would rip the throats out of anyone who tried to stop her from going back home to District 12 with her father. "No, I want to stay with you", she says firmly, trying to loosen herself out of Euphemia Coin's hand, but the woman's grip is surprisingly strong. But Hannah doesn't waste any of her effort on this as she had caught how her father's eyes had flinched at her words, and then continued to stare down hard at her. She knows that look very well. It's when he is thinking whether to change his mind on something. Sometimes he does. Sometimes he doesn't. So Hannah carries on staring up at him, willing him with her eyes for him to change his mind.
That is until Euphemia Coin steps in front of her, cutting their eye contact.
"Mitch, you don't have long to get ready", she says, fancily placing her other soft, delicate hand on Haymitch's cheek. She is back to using that high pitched annoying Capitol voice that she had rarely used whilst on the train. Hannah guesses that it is probably because she was back in the Capitol, but she also thinks there is something else that is being said between the two of them without words. Another one of their silent conversations.
Hannah can only watch as Euphemia Coin's odd spell is cast over her father and he nods his head in agreement with her.
Maybe she is a witch?!
Hannah thought they were only stories, but maybe she was wrong.
"I don't want to keep repeating myself, Hannah. You have to stay with Effie - with your mother. I've told you why". But his voice sounds nervous to Hannah.
"Hush Mitch", Euphemia Coin's claws scrape along her father's jaw. "She knows that Mitch. She is just going to miss you is all. She understands why, don't you Hannah?"
Because she is good at making people love her, is what her father said. People meaning sponsors he had later explained during her training session with him on the train. Hannah knew already that sponsors give you medicine and give you weapons. Finnick Odair received a weaponised trident in his Games which meant that he was able to defeat all his enemies and win the Games. Enorbia Meycrenden was given a spacial javelin with a poisoned tip which meant it killed her enemies with just the touch of the spear. And if it hadn't been for the special medicine the sponsors had given her, she would have most likely died from all the wounds she got when the Careers ambushed her with knives.
But Hannah is still not convinced that was because of love. Surely sponsors only gave you weapons and medicines because they thought you could win the Games. And that came to how well she could fight and how clever she was, and Hannah knew that she would be the smartest and cleverest because she was from District 12, and her father who trained her was Haymitch Abernathy, the only living Quell Victor, who had brought home the most victors than any other mentor and any other District.
Unless... Unless he thought she was weak.
Hannah bowed her head upset. "It's because you think I am weak", Hannah says.
"No, Hannah", Euphemia Coin says, unlocking her hand to rest both her hands on either side of Hannah's shoulders. She kneels to Hannah's height. "You are strong. So strong", she insists. Her face is so blank and white, but her eyes that are staring so hard at her, are blue like the sky. Her irises run so deep. Dark blue, sky blue, pale blue, with lines of white. Her pupils get bigger. She wants Hannah to believe what she is saying, but Hannah knows this woman knows nothing.
"She's right Hannah", her father's voice says and he has walked closer to them, but is still at a distance. "You are the strongest person I've ever known", he says and Hannah has to cast her eyes down because she thinks she is going to cry over her father's words.
"You're not just saying that?" She asks.
"I'm not just saying that. You are much stronger than I am, or any other person I have ever known".
"Then why can't I stay with you?"
"Because that is not how your Game's has to be played".
Hannah huffs because her father is not making sense at all. You play the Games by showing sponsors you are the cleverest and strongest. You kill the other tributes in the arena and then you go home. Every few years you have to go back and mentor, hopefully your tribute will win but you won't win every time. Like Papa, you will get sad, but you will get over it.
"Everyone's game is different, Hannah", Euphemia Coin hands warm her shoulders. "The arena is only a small, nonetheless, important part of the game. It has a lot more to do with how you play the game outside the arena, especially as it goes on long after you win".
Hannah rolls her eyes. She has seen her father do this many times around Euphemia Coin since boarding the train when he doesn't agree with what she says.
"Listen to what she says, Hannah. Because she is right", her father's voice sternly tells her off, which makes Hannah a little mad because it was him she got it from, and why is he allowed to do it and not her?! Also, it was not even one week ago, her and her father were both in agreement that they hated this woman, but her father now regards and trusts her as if she is some kind of seer!
"Your father has done the most wonderful job at getting to you to this point, Hannah, and both your father and I have no doubt that you will succeed spectacularly in the arena. Why?!" Euphemia Coin's suddenly changes from sad to exited, shaking Hannah's shoulders lightly, causing Hannah to study her. "I am sure it is going to be the quickest game ever in history", she says brightly, tickilishly poking Hannah in the side and smiling at her.
Hannah hates to admit that she does enjoy seeing Euphemia Coin smile. It makes her look almost beautiful and almost human under all those layers. The first time she had seen it was at breakfast on their second day on the train, and she had directed it only to Hannah. Hannah had never seen her smile like that at anyone else. Not even her father. It made Hannah feel kind of special.
Hannah smiles back at her. But the loud slam of her father closing the door catches Hannah, and by the way she jumps a little, Euphemia Coin, by surprise.
"Don't worry about him", Euphemia Coin moves Hannah's chin so that she is back staring at her. "He has to get ready to play his part of the game. We have to get ready for the parade", and Euphemia Coin's eyes go big as she smiles wildly with excitement. It is almost hypnotic as Hannah's face mimics hers.
The parade.
Euphemia Coin had told her about it on the train. That is where you dress up in a costume that represents your district. She had showed her some 'photographs' and 'video content'. The costumes looked very exciting and fun. Her favourite was from last year with the Hunter Woman and the Bread Man. They had fire on them, and Euphemia Coin said that Hannah might have a similar costume.
"Shall we go see your costume?"
"Yes", she remembers to add, "please".
~xXx~
The horses that would be pulling her chariot were humongous. Hannah had never imagined they would stand so tall over her. She had never seen a horse in real life, but she had read about them in her Papa's book. Seeing them in person was completely amazing. They were both black, completely, all over. Hannah had checked them both all over. They were both male horses. There was an attendant feeding the horses white cubes and Hannah had been watching in interest. Eventually the attendant gave Hannah one and she copied his movements and fed them to the horse.
The horse's tongue was heavy and rough and continued to search Hannah's hand for more.
Hannah laughed. It was ticklish.
"Hannah", Euphemia Coin sang. "Come away from those beasts. Quick, before they mistake your hair for food".
Hannah darted like lightening from the horses side to Euphemia Coin's, which everyone around her seemed to laugh at. The camera flashes that seemed to be recording her every step went off in a hurry around her again. They were being taken by 'official Games photographers' as Euphemia Coin had explained to her while she changed into her costume. They were different from 'paparazzi' because they were not so 'intrusive' and had a right to take photographs of them and wouldn't end up in 'trashy editorials'. Hannah had just nodded and stored the confusing information in her head like she normally did with Euphemia Coin.
She still had not seen her father since he left the two of them earlier.
It was worrying her slightly but everything was also so very new, loud, strange and exciting all at the same time. She was ready in her costume. Which at the moment was just black clothing which was like snake skin on her and then a 'cape' around her neck that reached as long as she was. Fire would 'encompass' her when they were on the parade 'route'. She was told not to worry because it wasn't real and wouldn't burn her. But Hannah wasn't afraid of that. She was excited. Her hair was up in a hairstyle too 'intricate' for Euphemia Coin. The dark skinned Capitol lady from before had done it. It was styled like a butterfly and there was threads of gold in her hair and little butterflies similar to the ones Euphemia Coin wore on her Reaping Day. Hannah had never seen a hairstyle so beautiful in her life and was so excited that it would be part of her movies and that everyone would be able to see how beautiful it was and how beautiful she was having that hairstyle.
"Make sure you put those ear plugs in before you get on the chariot", Euphemia Coin points to the circular spongey things around Hannah's neck. They are 'noise cancelling' which will help protect her ears as it is going to be very, very, loud during the parade.
"I know. Where is Haymitch?" Hannah asks.
"He is in the crowd waiting to see you", she smiles at Hannah, redoing the mask's tie at the back of her head. She reties it so hard, Hannah is wondering whether she is trying to cut off the blood supply to her head. "Remember what I said, make sure this stays on. Do not remove it. I will be there after the parade at the end of the route waiting for you. Do not go with anyone else who is not I or Haymitch. Don't get scared by all of the commotion, just keep your eyes at the front and it will all be over soon".
This had to be the fourth time Euphemia Coin had reminded her, but she was excited at the promise Haymitch would be there and watching her.
"It's show time", someone says and Euphemia Coin pushes the ear plugs into Hannah's ears before helping her onto her chariot.
It was very high up, much higher than she thought, but Hannah wasn't scared. She had climbed trees three times the size of this height easily. It was just that trees even in the highest wind didn't move as much as these horses would.
"Remember what I said", the Capitol gentlemen with the gold on his eyes - her stylist - voice suddenly comes through the ear plugs, "as soon as you go through that arch", the Capitol points towards the large shut arched door where the loud noises was coming from. The doors are as high as the room which seems to Hannah the same height as the humongous canopy trees in her forrest.
"I press this button", Hannah finishes, holding up the button in her hand.
"Good now, hold hands", he indicates next to her and Hannah is surprised to see the same boy that had invaded her space earlier. He is wearing a mask which hides half his face like she is, but she can make out the same pig features.
The boy takes hold of her hand, and it is huge, warm and damp and grips on to her tightly.
Hannah is about to be annoyed but then the chariot lurches forward, and she is glad that his grip was strong or she fears she may have fallen over, and that wouldn't have been a good start.
~xXx~
The doors open slowly. They had been hiding so much noise because now even with her ear plugs, the noise vibrates through Hannah's ears and it feels like the ground beneath is following the same loud banging beat. It is so loud that Hannah can feel it throughout her body and is making her heart shudder painfully. Hannah turns behind to look for Euphemia Coin. She is standing with the stylist, staring directly at Hannah. Hannah hopes Euphemia Coin was right and that it will all be over very soon.
The horses start to move faster as they approach the archway and Hannah almost drops the important button. She doesn't know how she is supposed to hold the boy's hand, hold on to the button and keep herself upright. She also doesn't feel well. She feels too hot. She feels like she is going to be sick. Her bones are rattling. She needs to badly relieve her bladder and bowls. All at the same time.
"Hannah, now", the stylists voice comes through her ears. "Press the button now".
Hannah looks up and realises that she is in the open.
It's bright. The sun is out fully and makes her feel even more hot. The horses are walking very fast now, and there are colours of people either side of her screaming and shouting. Waving their arms hurriedly in the air. They all look so small from where Hannah is stood but she guesses there must be almost maybe the same amount as the whole population of District 12.
"Hannah can you hear me?" The male stylist's voice sounds again and Hannah quickly presses the button.
She can see the flames emerge on the boy's clothing out of the corner of her eyes but she doesn't feel any heat like the stylist said.
It seems impossible but the noise from the crowd gets even higher. She thinks that they are calling her name.
Hannah momentarily concentrates on the objects flying in the air. She had noticed it earlier but too much was going on for her to pay attention to it like she can now as they are literally been thrown right in front of her and on her. Not that she can now make at what they are. They are not hard, whatever they are.
Her focus next moves to the people along the parade route. They are almost naked apart from white cloths wrapped around their waist. There is a whole line of them the length of the road. They stand in groups of three and with two sticks hit very large drums at the same time.
Something soft hits the top of Hannah's forehead, she then feels it fall on her feet, so looks down to see what it is.
A stuffed rabbit.
Hannah prods it with her foot.
It is not real only pretend but it makes her think of Silver and Buffo, and the noise and brightness and the heat, everything seems to disappear as Hannah thinks about her animals back in her home in the forrest. They were still in their cages because she had not seen a reason to let them out before she went to the Reaping. She hadn't thought when she left that morning that she would be the one who was reaped. It would have been the third day they had not been fed so would probably be dead. If not now, they will definitely die before she finishes her Games. She doesn't know how long a rabbit and bullfrog could go without food. She went three days once without food, but she had water. They always had lots of water in their bowls but how long would that las- Her chariot suddenly stops and she falls forward a little bit because she wasn't concentrating. She is sure she would have fallen on her face if it wasn't for the pig boy. This sends anger throughout Hannah because it is probably now the third time he has stopped her from falling. Hopefully none of the sponsors noticed, or even worse, Haymitch.
She has to concentrate now and forget about her animals. They are dead and she has to play her Games.
All the chariots have stopped in half a circle and it is the first time Hannah is able to look at the other tributes. She has reviewed them already with Haymitch on the train, but now she can analyse them in person. The two tributes on her left, from District 11 look very big, so do the ones from District 10-
"- Welcome", a voice booms and makes Hannah jump a little, again.
She looks up towards the voice.
President Snow.
This is the official opening of the Games. Euphemia Coin says that he says the same thing every year.
"Welcome. Tributes. We welcome you. And we wish you happy Hunger Games, and may the odds be ever in your favour".
The horses move again.
Hannah swears President Snow's eyes stopped on her when he said those last words.
Did that mean President Snow was wanting her to win?
Hannah didn't know how long President Snow had been the president of Panem, but it was President Snow's father - also President Snow - who had invented the Hunger Games and formed the walled states of Panem. Before, the districts were all free and independent and had different names. The short time Hannah had been allowed to go to school, the teacher taught her that the late President Snow invented the Hunger Games as a way to maintain peace between the districts who had been at war with each other. The two tributes that were sacrificed every year from each district was a necessary reminder to the Districts that war is wrong, and that if it had not been for the Capitol's intervention and unification of the districts, much more innocent blood would have been spilt.
But outside on the playground all the children said that their parents said it wasn't true. The Capitol were bad and everyone who lived in the Capitol were all monsters who ate District children. When Hannah had asked her Sae that evening she had said that if her teacher had said it was true, then it was true, and, 'it did nobody good thinking it was any different'. When Hannah had asked Haymitch, he had told her that the children's parents had spoken the truth. It was at that same visit that he had told her that he was her father, and that she would no longer be going to school.
"Hannah, let's go".
Suddenly her father's voice and the loud snapping of his fingers sounds close to her. He sounds angry. She had been preoccupied with her dreaming again, as she sees now that the chariot and horses had stopped and they were in another large room similar to the one they had been in before the parade. She did that a lot - dreaming - because she had lots of time on her own to do that, but she had to stop doing that now, she had lots of people watching her now all the time. She had to start concentrating on her Games.
Haymitch looks angrily at her, and has an impatient hand outstretched at her. Hannah can see that the boy is already down by Haymitch's side waiting. She wants to ask Haymitch if he saw her parade. If he saw how the fire encompassed her. She wants to know if he had been proud of her, but by the look on his face, she can tell that he is not in a good mood.
"I can get down myself", Hannah says, a little annoyed at him too for spoiling her excitement. But also so she can take the stuffed rabbit that she still has firmly under her foot, without Haymitch seeing. Which she does quickly when her back is turned to Haymitch, hiding it with one hand underneath her cape, before jumping off the chariot step.
"You're OK?" Haymitch asks.
Hannah nods trying to look unsuspicious.
He pauses a moment, before nodding. "Stay here boy, Effie will meet you soon. Hannah keep up with me, don't make eye contact with anyone and remember everyone is watching you".
Hannah nods again.
Haymitch turns, telling an official Games photographer to move out his way, but the man must not hear him as he continues flashing his camera at them until Haymitch's shoulder pushes him out of the way. Hannah listens to what her father told her and doesn't make eye contact with anyone, instead making sure to follow her father's footsteps as fast as possible.
That is until she ends up on her buttocks on the floor after something hard knocking her over. She falls hard on her elbow that had been underneath her cape, the stuffed toy cushions her buttocks.
Hannah looks up to see what she had knocked into and sees a male with short curly blonde hair and a fierce looking face and blue eyes standing over her.
He must be a tribute by the clothes he has on.
The male tribute from District 1... A Career. Blonde hair, light eyes. The typical features of the Career districts. Being from District 12 Hannah regularly forgets that her features are not a weakness outside her district.
Hannah picks herself and her stuffed toy up quickly. "I beg your pardon", she rushes politely, giving him a small smile. She needs to catch up with Haymitch again before he realises that she is not behind him and gets even more angry at her. But, by the way the District 1 male tribute continues to stare at her, Hannah realises that she had not fallen on the floor on accident.
He had pushed her down.
The male District 1 tribute is a mean boy who purposefully pushed her on the floor for everyone to see. To see that she was weak.
Hannah's moment of confusion passes and she feels foolish for it. Why did she even apologise to him? In the Games, every tribute other than herself is her enemy, to be exterminated of. What had made her so soft?
"What happened?" Haymitch's voice tries to interrupt her stare with the male District 1 tribute, but it isn't until Hannah feels Haymitch throw her rabbit out of her hand, does she move her concentration to him.
"I tripped", she lies, because except the sound of the camera flashing and quiet whispering, everything has gone almost silent around them, and she can't have her father defending her in front of all these people.
Hannah can see by her father's face expression the she has embarrassed Haymitch in front of everyone, and while he continues to stay deathly still, hovering over her, Hannah is a little nervous about what he is going to do to her. She feels like he may hit her, which she guesses she deserves, so just continues to stay still until he makes his mind up.
"Hannah", his voice is full of disappointment, which is so much worse than him hitting her.
Hannah drops her head in shame. "I know". Her stuffed rabbit lies squashed under one of Haymitch's shoes. He kicks it away with his foot. Hannah wants to see where it went but she knows she mustn't.
"Haymitch", Hannah's ears prick as she hears the now distinct sound of Euphemia Coin's voice and slow walk on those spiked shoes on the concrete. Her voice is soft towards him.
Haymitch sighs, gripping Hannah's hand and pulling her quickly through the whispering crowd. Not so many people seem to be in their way now.
They stop in front of closed gold doors, Haymitch presses a button near the door and the arrow on the top of the doors moves clockwise from left to right.
It is just the two of them and the noise of talking behind them is loud again.
"This is an elevator", Haymitch says quietly to her.
"I know", Hannah half lies. She didn't know it was an elevator but she has been in an elevator. When they went to visit the mines on a school trip they had used an elevator to go down the mine shaft.
Haymitch's grip on Hannah's hand was already tight, but it suddenly tightens and Hannah can feel Haymitch's whole body tighten.
She can feel Haymitch turn his head, so she does the same.
A Capitol - Hannah cannot tell if it is male or female - stands behind them with Euphemia Coin and the boy. Hannah clocks the way Euphemia Coin holds the boy's hand in hers as if he was hers.
"You've got some nerve", Haymitch says, and Hannah instantly picks up on Haymitch's dislike for this new stranger and focusses her attention away from the hand holding, to the stranger. The stranger who has male clothing on, but hair styled and with make-up on like a female.
"I'm afraid I don't quite know what you mean", this Capitol's voice is unusual for a Capitol. It is very low and says the words slowly. "I just came to say hello to my wife, who I haven't seen now for six days, and to wish her daughter-"
"- Hannah is mine", Hannah jumps a little at the sudden ferralness of Haymitch as he goes to take a step closer towards the Capitol, but Euphemia Coin is there in an instant, both her hands on Haymitch's right arm, blocking Hannah's vision from anything but her white dress. It also causes Haymitch to loosen his grip on Hannah's hand, which she is thankful for.
"Haymitch", Euphemia Coin's voice whispers in a hiss. "You are causing an unnecessary scene".
Now up close, Hannah can see that there is the outline of silver butterflies threaded into the fabric of Euphemia Coin's dress, and that it is not completely white as she first thought. Hannah thinks that butterflies must be Euphemia Coin's symbol as she displays it on herself often. It is beautiful, the detail. Hannah doesn't think she has seen such a beautiful design in her life and without really thinking about it, goes to trace one of the outlines lightly with her finger.
Euphemia Coin moves at her touch and Hannah drops her hand immediately.
She can feel Euphemia Coin's gaze on her but Hannah ignores it and continues to stare at the fabric of the dress innocently.
"You're not supposed to be back here", her father, "this is for Games only".
"My darling", the Capitol addresses and Hannah watches wide eyed as a long white claw shaped finger nail scrapes down Euphemia Coin's right arm. "I would like to meet my step-daughter. Would you not like to introduce us?" and Hannah catches the Capitol's eyes staring at her. She hadn't noticed them before but the irises and scieras are completely black, as if she only has very large pupils. It sends a shiver down Hannah's back.
"She has nothing to do with you", Haymitch stands between Euphemia Coin and the Capitol, again blocking Hannah's view of anything but fabric. "I'm warning you, Coin. Get out, before I throw you out".
"Such formality, dear Mitch", and Hannah can see how both Euphemia Coin and her father tense. "We are somewhat now family after all".
"You are not my family".
"It's OK, Buddy", someone comes to Haymitch's side and Hannah tenses wondering if he has come to harm her father. "Security is on its way", the man says, pulling Haymitch out of Euphemia Coin's hands and freeing Hannah's vision again.
Hannah notices the absence of another arm.
Chaff. One of Districts 11's victors. During his Games, the remaining tribute had searched the whole arena almost to death for half a day, only to find Chaff half buried in the sand near the cornucopia. The tribute had misjudged Chaff's half dead appearance and instead of cutting Chaff's throat with the dagger, Chaff suddenly turned and pinned the tribute down, throwing his knife away and bludgeoning the tribute with a nearby rock to death with his only hand.
'Even when they think it is all over, there is fight still left in you'.
'Never misjudge a tribute until you are sure they are dead'.
Both had been her father's advice.
"Hannah". Hannah snaps her attention from the two victors to the Capitol that has addressed her in her slow, low un-Capitolish voice. Female. Hannah can tell that now by the curve of her body and also her facial structure. Hannah can't bring herself to maintain contact with this woman's eyes, so she instead focusses on the woman's strange collar, which she realises is also in the shape of a butterfly...? "I have to go now. I'm sorry to have met you in such horrible of circumstances, but I look forward to getting to know you better", and she outstretches her hand to Hannah.
Hannah shakes it, "it is a pleasure to have met you", Hannah repeats the phrase Euphemia Coin had taught her.
The Capitol laughs and Hannah finds herself smiling back because she doesn't look so Capitolish, not really, she only has a little make-up on, and her grey hair reminds her of her Sae. "It was my absolute pleasure to have met you too, and I want you to know that I am not only your family, I am also your friend, and I am going to do everything I can to help you out of these Games".
"Madam Coin".
"Yes, I know, I'm going".
"Sorry Mam, President Snow's orders", an unarmed peacekeeper addresses the Capitol.
"Effie, my love", and Hannah watches - wide eyed - as the Capitol kisses Euphemia Coin on the lips. For a long time. The Capitol then walks away with the two unarmed peacekeepers on spiked shoes.
When in the lift, Haymitch punches the wall.
Edited: 26.3.18
