District 5
Ivo Exelon, (43), Victor of the 47th Hunger Games
He shouldn't have had this much to drink today.
Standing along with Soren in the section roped off for the district's male Victors, Ivo does his best not to fall over. The only reason that he hasn't is because his old Mentor is keeping a close eye on him. Through the haze that is heavy intoxication, Ivo can barely make out the words that are coming out of their escort's mouth. Or perhaps it should be escorts' mouths, as there seems to be three of her, rather than one.
He isn't always this drunk. Like Haymitch, Brandi, Galvin, Chaff, and many others, he's always been fond of the bottle. He's never been bad enough to show up at a Reaping Haymitch-style, though. Until today, that is. No matter who's Reaped today, Ivo doesn't want to be coherent enough to understand. District 5 has two living male Victors. Even through his heavy intoxication, Ivo knows this. He also knows that those aren't good odds.
"Ivo Exelon!"
Soren pats Ivo on the back and nods grimly, implying that Ivo should head to the stage. Surprisingly, the drunken forty-something gets it. The escort warily continues her speech as Ivo comes scarily close to falling off of the stage. Despite his drunkenness, one deep thought echoes repeatedly in his mind.
He's not the same innocent, weather-loving boy he was last time.
Porter Millicent Tripp, (54), Victor of the 38th Hunger Games
When drunken Ivo nearly falls off the stage, Porter's forced neutral expression fades into a frown.
None of them deserve this. Ivo doesn't deserve to go back into the arena. Soren doesn't deserve to have to Mentor him. And Porter is pretty sure that she and Odette don't deserve to be forced to find out which one of them will be doing which of those things, either. Hell, none of the Victors deserve it.
As Porter stands in the small, roped-off pen in front of the Justice Building, she can't stop thinking about her daughters. All four of them. The oldest is only twenty, declining in age to eighteen, fifteen, and eleven. Her husband is a wonderful man, though Porter knows that he cannot raise their daughters alone. Especially not with the grief of Porter returning to the arena. Her husband would be a wreck, as would her daughters. Porter's always been close with all of her children. In her mind, spending time with her kids helped quiet the demons from her Games.
How would Shyanne, the youngest, not even of normal Reaping age, grow into adulthood without her mother around?
Shyanne wouldn't do that because she wants to, she'd do it because she would have to. Just like Porter would if she wound up being the one to get Reaped. And with District 5 having only two female Victors, there is indeed a sizable chance of that.
"Porter Millicent Tripp!"
Porter decides immediately that she won't be Victor again because she wants to. She'll be Victor again because she has to.
A/N: I apologize for not being able to update yesterday. One of my brothers' birthday was on Thursday, and we ended up having family over all day yesterday into the late night hours.
Anyways, here we are with District 5, Ivo and Porter! Thoughts on the pair?
I hope to see you guys tomorrow, this time in District 6!
Until next time.
-Bo