ANDREW
District 4 is called, and Yae-Rang begins to walk up to the stage. Suddenly it becomes hard to see her clearly. If I focus on her, I can see her correctly, but when not looking directly on her she seems… Different. Taller, more elegant, with a long blue dress that drags along behind her. Fireworks let off out of nowhere from the crowd. Her entrance is welcomed by a huge roar of applause as she takes a seat next to Caesar Flickerman, and as she sits her disguise disappears, as well as the fireworks. As the interview progresses, Yae-Rang reveals that she is the daughter of Hecate, and is able to manipulate the mist, which was the cause of her 'spectacular entrance'.
'Show off,' I mutter under my breath, but I if anyone heard me, no one says anything. I catch the eye of Ethan Erickson, the District 2 tribute, who grins at me and winks, then turns back to watch the interview. I look him over. Blond hair, hazel eyes. Short, and with a slight build, but something tells me he's stronger than he looks. He has this air about him; not quite cautious, not quite ferocious… More like 'calculating', as if he's thinking about every possible way he could kill you, and daring you to make a move on him. I think I like him.
I jump as I realize that Yae-Rang has already sat back down next to me. I stand quickly, almost knocking my chair over in the process, and power walk to the stage, where I sit down next to Flickerman.
I relax during the interview. Flickerman asks me to demonstrate my power, and I oblige, drawing a small amount of water from the water pitcher that sits in front of Caesar and creating a miniature hurricane in my hands. I say some jokes, and Caesar returns a few back. Soon I realize my 3 minutes are almost up, and I know I need to do something drastic, something remember-able. I set my eyes on two small fountains that are settled behind the audience, on either side of the exit door. Caesar makes another joke, and I begin laughing, clutching my sides, hoping it looks convincing. I feel a tug at my gut, and the fountains explode, soaking the back of the audience. 'Whoops, sorry. Got a bit carried away there I guess.' I rub the back of my head and grin at the audience. Flickerman and I exchange a few more jokes, and then I head off towards the side of the stage, back to the other tributes. I pass Hannah Miller on the way, the District 5 tribute.
Hannah and Mark Davydov, both from District 5, are impressive. They both possess an air of confidence, and I know they both expect to win. Their powers also leave little to desire, Hannah, a daughter of Poseidon like me, is able to turn invisible. Mark, son of Athena, is able to use telekinesis, much like the district 2 tribute, Tamara Lukinasa. Though neither of them are careers, they both seem capable in both weaponry and diplomacy. They'll be tough to beat.
Soon Mark walks back to his seat, and Jacinta Butler, District 6 and daughter of Athena, walks to the stage. She shows her incredible intelligence almost immediately during the interview, but when asked to demonstrate her power she admits that she doesn't have one. At one point, she makes a joke at the expense of the careers, and I almost laugh out loud, but suddenly I realize something. I am a career, or at least I'm considered to be one of them. I look around at the district 1-4 tributes. Though Yae-Rang is to meek and small to be accepted as a career, I'm bigger and taller than most of the other tributes. I do look threatening, though I've never thought of myself as a 'threatening' type before. I could quite easily integrate myself with the careers and no one would give me a second glance. But… Is being a career what I want? Does it really increase my chances of winning?
The District 6 boy just got up to begin his interview. I watch him as he walks down the aisle, towards the stage. Suddenly, just before he is in sight of the audience, he disappears into the shadow of stage curtain. He reappears right next to Caesar. Apparently the boy – Fred Crinket – Was a son of Hades, and has the ability to shadow travel. I shiver as I imagine him teleporting behind me and slitting my throat. But the image shatters as I hear him say he couldn't use weapons. I take a few seconds to comprehend that sentence. How can you not be able to use weapons? How in the world can he win without a weapon? But something tells me the boy was hiding something. He has a way to defend himself, or he wouldn't be looking so confident right now. I'll have to be wary of him.
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