Chapter Three. Thankyou so much to everyone who has already reviewed, favourited, or followed this story, as well as those who have submitted tributes, it's fantastic to have so much support! Feel free to drop a review, and there is still time to submit more tributes! You can actually submit up to two. I'm leaving the list so far at the end of this chapter.
"Heavensbee."
He jumps out of his daydream as a pile of papers slam loudly on the glass desk in front of him. Looking to the dark skinned woman leaning over him, he doesn't miss a beat.
"Ahh, Lucia, I see you received my notes on the plan for this year's games?" He raises an eyebrow casually, leaning back in his oversized chair.
She adopts a confused expression, something mixed with annoyance. "I don't understand, some of these designs, they are… well… extravagant,unnecessary?"
The corners of Plutarch's mouth twist upwards in an almost patronizing smile.
"Unnecessary? My dear... this is the revival of our most celebrated tradition, nothing, I assure you nothing, is unnecessary. In fact, all expenses will be spared to ensure that this year's games are more excessive, more colossal than any previous." Every word is calculated, every phrase balanced perfectly.
"But the layout of the arena, the sheer force of hardship-"
"Yes?" he is calm, unconcerned.
Lucia knots her eyebrows in confusion and objection. "How will any of them survive something like this?" Her voice is riddled with emotion, with actual care. Plutarch scoffed inwardly. He was by no means heartless, but he knew when to switch off. He knew how to paint a bigger picture without pondering over minor details like individual lives and suffering. A few pawns must die in order to move the Queen, and he was a man of logic.
He lets out a convincing sigh, and glances up at the woman.
"Lucia, I know exactly what I'm doing. If I didn't, would they have reinstated me after the uprising? I designed the arena which incited a rebellion, I failed- but am I lying dead in the ground somewhere? Am I imprisoned like so many of the rebels? Am I even demoted? No, I am here, because the President knows I am capable. I will give Panem a year to remember, of that you can be sure." He spoke with joviality, yet his voice was threaded with an almost threatening and sombre tone.
Lucia looks to her bleach white shoes, the shoes of an Assistant Gamemaker.
"Yes, Plutarch." Her voice is laced with respect, and he knows that she has been chided into place. Plutarch lets his smirk ease, his expression relaying his satisfaction with her response.
"Very well. If that is all."
Lucia nods curtly, turning and walking through the glass doors, which soundlessly slide open to her leave, closing behind her with barely a tap.
Plutarch is left alone at his desk, his face hard and determined, his eyes set with conviction. If one observed him closely, they would see how his face had become taughter, the skin under his eyes puffier and darker. Nobody knew the truth about what had happened to him during the Rebellion, and if they did, they were locked up far away, in the makeshift prison that was once District 13. That, or dead. Plutarch's eyes drift to the crest of Panem that is imperially positioned on the wall ahead of him, and he smiles ever so slightly. He was so close to finishing his masterpiece, his chessboard for which the figures he set in place would make their last game.
It will be interesting, he ponders, to see how they play.
After all, only he knows what's black and what's white.
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