first arrow. ➳ voice. ( orb )

[empowers]

[ She practically threatened the old man out of her sight. ] Of course I have questions -- [ Desperate, horrifying ones. ] Prim! [ The voice rings out loudly over the orb's range of networking, the desperate shriek of a seventeen year old girl. The jabberjays have stopped. She's removed her hands from her ears, and she's discovered herself in a strange place with strange clothing. Everything is unfamiliar. And that can only mean one thing.

The Capitol has finally gotten to her. And probably her loved ones. ]

Peeta! [ She breathes raggedly. Like a scared animal. ] Where am I? What happened to them? [ The memory of the arena is fresh in her mind. Peeta, on the other side of the glass separating she and Finnick from the others as the jabberjays wreaked their havoc. The sounds of Prim and Gale screaming in voices that could only be brought on by torture. Surely they were dead. ]

I was in the arena! I was playing your damned Games! I did everything you asked me -- what did you do?! [ She has no idea to whom she is speaking. She's furious. She's terrified. She's yelling, and she's not going to stop yelling until she gets some answers. She wants them, now, and until she hears something soothing or receives a reasonable explanation for her whereabouts, she'll remain desperate.

And dangerous. ]

Comments

[empowers]

There's no such thing -- kids' stories... [ She's a little subdued by now, having spoken to both Peeta and Rue, but she's still... nervous. Very. ]

[shiromadoushi]

Aaa-- unfortunately kid's stories is sort of what this place seems to be made of... [[rubs the back of his neck a bit awkwardly]]

[empowers]

I don't understand - how is that possible? Is it a part of the Games?

[shiromadoushi]

[[he shakes his head]] It's not part of any game. It's sort of like... being caught up by a fairy tale, I guess you could say. There's magic here, and it was used to bring in heroes to help this place.

[empowers]

Fairy tales are things you only hear about in history books. There's no such thing as magic.

[shiromadoushi]

There is in this place. [[Smiles as he holds up a hand, calling a ball of soft white energy to it. He tosses it into the air where it dissipates in a soft scatter of fire work like sparks.]]

[empowers]

[ She opens her mouth to speak, to retort, but then he does the most amazing thing... ] How did you do that?

[shiromadoushi]

Aaa-- it's a little hard to explain beyond just calling it 'magic' really... It's like redirecting your own energy into something outside of yourself, as crazy as that sounds...

[empowers]

It does sound crazy. [ And yet he's just shown her. It's happened right before her eyes. ] Does everyone have it?

[shiromadoushi]

I don't think so.. it is pretty common here, though, especially compared to most places where it doesn't exist at all.

[empowers]

I guess I'll just have to adapt.