Quinn Moore
How simple it is to think that not four hours ago Quinn was at home with his family eating breakfast, and now was sitting on a velvet couch in the justice building waiting for his loved ones to say goodbye. There is an old mirror that at some point in time held some beauty but now just hangs on the wall opposite of Quinn. Quinn looks at himself and tries to imagine if people will watch him just as he watched former competitors in the Hunger Games. Every year, always picking a favorite and becoming depressed when they lost, not so much because they died but because he was wrong. Quinn enjoyed analyzing and talking about the Hunger Games and his pride was always hurt when he didn't pick the winner. Quinn wondered to himself if his five foot seven height would be too short to be a favorite. But his sun kissed skin, blonde hair, and cerulean eyes did suit him very nicely, and instead of being the powerhouse he could be the heartthrob. That angle has been worked well by Tributes in the past.
Quinn's entire family was his first set of visitors. His sister Isla ran into his arms and, before Quinn could say anything, fastened her charm bracelet around his wrist and blurted out behind tears, "You can borrow this for the Games but I want it back, OK?" Despite Quinn's natural want to complain and his feelings of embarrassment because, after all, it's a girl's bracelet, he just smiled and nodded. Quinn knows she looks up to him although he's not sure why. After hugs and goodbyes from his parents, his family was escorted out by the peacekeepers.
Towards the end of the hour allotted for goodbyes, the door to the room Quinn was in creaked opened again and without looking up Quinn said "What took you two so long?" Quinn's friends Jace and Juniper calmly walked in and the three sat together just like they would on a normal day. The three of them have been inseparable ever since the day that Jace accused Quinn of cheating him out of some money, but Quinn just manipulated the situation to the point where Jace gave him the money, a fact that Quinn and Jace joke about often. Today was different though. The friendly and fun conversation that they all promised they would have if they ever got reaped instead of miserable and wet teary goodbyes was under-toned with the sadness they were trying to prevent. So they dropped their conversation for the traditional goodbyes which made Quinn start to get emotional but he knew that any sign of tears was a good way to look weak, after all his personal rule for picking a winning tribute was if they cry then they will die. Jace and Juniper were escorted out and Quinn sat alone for the remainder of the time.
Right before the end of the visiting time Quinn heard doors opening down the hall and assumed that his District partner was receiving her final visitor. The only interaction Quinn has had with her was their brief handshake on the stage after their names were called. He recognized her from around the District but he never knew her. Quinn was recalling the surprised look on her face when her name was called, and for a minute she looked very disappointed, almost like she disserved a grander introduction. When Quinn's name was called his first reaction was disappointment because he couldn't watch the Games this year. His second reaction was more disappointment because for the next few weeks people will be making a huge fuss over him, watching his every move and putting him in the center of the spotlight, which was the last place he wanted to be. But after all, Quinn knows his plants well and is a natural with a bow and arrow so if he is going to pick someone to win he might as well pick himself.
Amanda Hardwick
Amanda waited in the square with her fellow 17 year old females, scoffing at those children who had chosen to dress up in their parents' freshly-ironed scrubs in the attempt to show some pride in their medicine-based District, just in case they were to be picked from the bowl of names and shown on camera to the nation. Amanda knew that the girls around her at least wouldn't have to worry about how they looked on camera, for she would be the only one climbing the steps to that stage as the female Tribute from District 2. Small, yet well trained, Amanda fit the typical Career mold: strong, agile, driven, and ruthless. She was ready, and downright excited, to volunteer, but before she got the chance to dramatically draw all the attention to herself on her own, her name was drawn from the bowl, "Amanda Hardwick!" She was startled, fully prepared to shout her own name to replace whatever girl came from the slip of paper, and she felt a pang of disappointment that now she wouldn't come across as brave and intimidating. Amanda shot a glare that could kill around to the other girls of her District, just daring them to volunteer and steal her place, but none did. Robbed of her big moment, but still pleased with the end result, Amanda strode to the front of the stage and waited impatiently to see who her District partner would be, not that it mattered much to her.