Hope you enjoyed this chapter! It's not much, but I'm working on it. It's really hard to write about this area since I cannot find my Mockingjay book and it's all based on memory of timeline. So what do you think? Review for advice!
The following day, the group had rejoiced for the alleged importantmeeting that Plutarch had gathered them for. Annie Cresta had already been a big help by warning them all of future destiny for District Eight. Did the Capitol already know that they were travelling to District Eight? How did Annie know? And what of Peeta?
Similar questions whirred through Katniss's petty mind as she struggled to stand upright back in the meeting room where her four fellow victors and Gale stood. Not only Plutarch, but Haymitch who was accompanied by some alcohol, Katniss's prep team, Effie and an unknown woman who looked just as old as Mags stood by them.
Mags. Poor old Mags.
Katniss held tightly onto a nearby object to maintain her cautious balance.
"Well," Plutarch sighed and dug his hands into his pocket as he stared down at the floor. "Let me introduce you four to your new President, President Coin" he quickly introduced and gestured to the old women who had pale white skin and surprisingly long silver hair. President Coin gazed at them all with narrowed eyes as if she was sizing them all up to see who the best was.
Her eyes flickered at Katniss for a moment the rolled away.
Plutarch continued, almost desperate to work things out "Katniss, you will be leading the first propaganda shot after we get the footage of you all in District Eight assisted by Johanna and Finnick". Katniss's heart dropped, Finnick had been playing with her mind for too long and she wished they could just be acquaintances or friends at the most. Now every time she heard his name, it was like disaster had struck.
"Beetee, you're assigned with Gale in the weaponry stronghold." They both nodded having no problems with that whatsoever. Whereas the group of three exchanged a few nasty and uh, seductive glances.
"How are we supposed to fight off the Capitol in tee shirts and slacks?" Johanna questioned tugging on to her flimsy pants with a quizzical expression.
"You're not" Plutarch answered with a sigh, rubbing a spot just above his right eyebrow. "Wait, whoa. So we're going nude?" Johanna asked with a frown and folding her arms across her chest. "I like that idea" Finnick commented with a smirk, glancing Katniss's way. Katniss scowled back at him.
"What? No, before Cinna died we obviously planned beforehand outfits for you all. And of course weapons" Plutarch quickly said, making sure the group didn't get the wrong idea.
Cinna knew he was going to die? Why would he plan before? So that means, they had this plan for longer than I expected.
"Thank you" Johanna nodded with a sigh of relief and started to fan herself, the room suddenly getting more humid.
Haymitch propped his liquor down at the table and summoned Effie into a room, they returned with polished wooden boxes that was boarded with golden linings and a small locket.
Effie placed single wooden box at the table and sighed, sniffling as if she was trying not to cry. "These are the designs that Cinna created for you" Effie had announced and unlocked the first box with her signature withering hands and pulled out a set of a feminine black uniform.
The sleeveless coat was accessorised with zips and various pockets, made of protective leather and a golden Mockingjay pin was slightly tucked under the leather gloves. A strange flexible material was for the skin suit paired with dark combat boots. There were red and gold accents on the sides of skin suit and buckles on the coat. It was one of the best designs Cinna had made yet.
"For Katniss and Johanna" Effie whispered and set the uniform back into the depths of the box. Then she pulled out a similar uniform for Finnick, but instead of the skin suit he had a pair of dark trousers. "And Finnick"
"You will all be styled by Katniss's styling team for the live propos" Effie told the three, receiving depressed moans from Johanna and Finnick who didn't quite like the idea of being 'bedazzled'. Katniss didn't either but she actually liked her styling team, even if they were from the Capitol. They were just as human as everyone else, even though they didn't look like it sometimes.
Haymitch unlocked his boxes and pulled out two weapons, bows and arrows, and something that took the form of a trident. "Katniss," Haymitch said and quickly glared at her, not so forgiving after she attacked him a few days ago. "Beetee has already designed a bow for you" he advised her with a following nod from Beetee. The bow was made of black wood and sounded as if it were humming, and the arrows were made of silver rods and accented with red steel.
Haymitch quickly explained how her weapon works and what it is capable of, which she thanked Beetee for afterwards. After Haymitch had presented Finnick's weapon, Johanna seemed anxious and a little angry, "Do I have a weapon?" Johanna asked with a small frown askew to her features. "Relax, we're still working on that sweetheart" Haymitch sighed. "But for now, you've just got some knives" he assured her with a smirk.
Johanna raised a brow and pretended to be okay with it even though she obviously wasn't.
"Okay, great. When are we leaving?" Finnick asked casually. "In two hours" Plutarch answered and everyone was a little taken aback since they would have expected it to be in a few days. "I advise you all to change and get ready" Plutarch advised them all, and he just walked out of the room with people following behind.
Johanna, Gale, Beetee and everyone else had left to prepare for the mission while Katniss and Finnick stood behind.
Katniss turned to Finnick before leaving, "Good luck Finnick, you're going to need it. Let's see how you'll survive in the real world"