RD18, Orb # 3

[dailybread]

[Peeta's not that concerned with the rash of townspeople asking for his autograph. His face is slightly pink, but it's not from the attention--he has other, much more important things to be thinking about.]

Um, does anyone know where I could buy a mattress?

On the roomy side would be preferable.

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[empowers]

If you can't find one I'm sure we can make one. We've slept on less.

[dailybread]

I might have to tell them it's for a ball gown before they'll sell me any material.

[But she's right. He's fairly sure he could sleep like a log on bare concrete, as long as Katniss is in his arms.]

[empowers]

Some pine trees have soft needles and we could stuff them into empty flour sacks. [ Because she hasn't thought about the possibilities of having to make her own sleeping arrangements before or anything. ]

[dailybread]

Let me see if I can get a real mattress first. [It's somewhat of a luxury, but he'll take the comfort.

This isn't the arena. It will be good, to be able to wake up and know that by the softness of a bed.]

[empowers]

Are there places to get sheets? Blankets? [ She could be. Acquiring those separately if needed. ]

[dailybread]

There are a ton of stalls in the market quarter, where the Mockingjay is. You could check if you want.

[He imagines she's a little anxious--the sleepy serenity of Schwanheim isn't quite Katniss' style.]

I might be able to get my bedding from my room at the castle, as well as the mattress, so don't worry if you can't find anything.

[empowers]

Is there a place like the Hob here? [ That would be way cooler for her. Yep. ]

[dailybread]

Not that I know of, but if there is I'm sure you'll find it.

[empowers]

I hope so. I think that's what I miss most about home. The Hob, the woods... Prim... [ she leaves Gale out, for the sake of his feelings ] Things about Twelve that weren't all bad.

[dailybread]

I missed you and the bakery the most.

[And now, he has both. It's left unsaid, but the meaning is still there.]

[empowers]

[ Oh... ] Peeta.. [ Seriously you're so touchy-feely why do you do this to her confused and stunted heartplace. ]

[shiromadoushi]

I don't know about buying one but the castle has some pretty huge beds... someone there could tell you where they got them, I'd think.

...unless they just came with the castle. [[which is totally possible]]

[dailybread]

Do you think they'd let me take the one that was in my room?

As long as he wasn't the one moving it, yes :)

[shiromadoushi]

I don't know... you'd have to ask, I'd guess.

Pffft that's what he has a knight for

[dailybread]

Thanks. I'm sure we can find some blankets to pile on the floor, if nothing else.

video;

[emblazing]

Have you found a place of your own?

[dailybread]

Yeah. Katniss and I are moving into the empty space above my bakery.

[emblazing]

You found your friend? That is good.

[dailybread]

Yeah. [Smiling to himself.] I'm really glad she's okay.

[emblazing]

She worried for you.

[dailybread]

You talked to her?

[emblazing]

I did. She matched your description of her.

[dailybread]

Was that when she first got here?

[emblazing]

It was.

[dailybread]

And she was okay?

[Not that he can't take care of her now, not that he doesn't know she's still moving and breathing. But--in case she's not telling him something. He'd like to know.]

[emblazing]

She was well.
[ her tone is dry ]
And angry.

[dailybread]

Yeah. [Weak laughter, tinted with affection.] She does that.

[emblazing]

You care for her very much.

[dailybread]

I'd die for her.

[And where they came from, that was always a possibility.]

[emblazing]

So you love her.
[ in a world like that, it must be one of his most precious things ]

[dailybread]

Yeah.

[There's no hesitation--it's true. And she loves him, although maybe not in the same way. It doesn't matter. What matters is that she's here, that she's safe. As long as she's with him, he can protect her.]

[emblazing]

I think it better that you both are here than there if it is as you say.

[dailybread]

Yeah. Me too.

[consultmybooks]

I know a place in the marketplace where they make mattresses. If, um, if that helps. It takes a couple of days, but we have one of theirs' in the house, and it's not bad at all.

[dailybread]

Where is it, exactly?

[consultmybooks]

[Giles gives directions to a respectably sized shop near the north edge of the marketplace, as briefly and accurately as he can, given that it's been a while since he's stopped by.]

Do you, um, do you think you can find your way there?

[dailybread]

Thank you.

[He's written it down for good measure.]

I think so. It doesn't look too difficult.

[consultmybooks]

It never does, no. But, um, the market can be...rather complicated, in its own right.

Best of luck settling in, Peeta.

[dailybread]

Good to know.

Thanks for the advice.