orb 6, GHB 16

[dailybread]

[For a long while, the orb is silent, showing an image of Peeta with his hands folded in his lap, staring at the open window. The position of his body, the minute clenching of his fists in his apron betray the pain that fills him, threatens to take him over, even as he holds it underneath the surface.

But he knows, too, that his eyes will betray him. He doesn't look at the orb when he speaks.]

Katniss is gone.

Comments

[shiromadoushi]

Did you want some company....?

[dailybread]

If you want to come by, you're welcome.

[shiromadoushi]

If you don't mind. I just know it sometimes helps, having people over when this sort of thing happens...

[[Because boy did he know how it felt. Painfully so]]

[dailybread]

I...can't say I'd mind not being alone. The shop is too big for just me.

[shiromadoushi]

I'll be right over then. At the very least, I can help around in the shop a little if you need it, since I do a lot of baking as well!

[70ftandcounting]

[ oh...he looks very sad. ]

I'm...I'm sorry.

[dailybread]

Thank you.

[He doesn't know her--a new Hero?]

I'm Peeta Mellark.

[70ftandcounting]

[ most TENTATIVE OF SMILES ]

I'm Rapunzel. It's...nice to meet you.

[dailybread]

Hi, Rapunzel. It's nice to meet you too. You're new?

[70ftandcounting]

I...I am. Yes -- I haven't been here long. They keep calling me a princess.

[dailybread]

Don't worry. They're kind here, for the most part, and there's always enough food. [A gentle smile.] They say I'm a princess, too. The worst they'll do to you is try to put you in a ridiculous dress.

[70ftandcounting]

They...already did.

[ she fidgets. ]

I suppose it's not so bad, really.

[dailybread]

[Oh, dear. He winces a little.] If you're uncomfortable, I can point you to the tailor I got my clothes from. It'll still be a dress, but I can move around okay.

[70ftandcounting]

[ ...peeta are you wearing a dress ALL THE TIME ]

That would be very nice....if you don't mind.

[dailybread]

[sob, yes. THEY REFUSE TO MAKE HIM PANTS.]

He's across from a butcher shop, towards the center of town. Tell him the Baking Princess sent you. That's--what people seem to know me as.

[70ftandcounting]

[ DYING ]

Baking Princess. A...Alright.

Would, um -- you prefer Princess Peeta?

[dailybread]

Uh--no. [He laughs awkwardly.] Just Peeta, please.

[70ftandcounting]

[ a little smile. ]

Sure. Just Peeta, than.

[golden_moon]

Oh, Sugar.

I'm so sorry.

[dailybread]

Thank you, Selene. I'm getting by.

[golden_moon]

[She put a hand to the side of her head and took a slow breath, and then offered him a sad smile.]

Is there anything you need? I'm sure between us we can get anything taken care of.

[dailybread]

I'll be okay, really. But if you'd like to stop by the shop, I wouldn't mind the company.

[golden_moon]

I...well.

[She looks off to the side, rubbing her temple as unobtrusively as possible.]

I'm probably going to be a bit tied up for a few days. I can try and look in on you after everything's been resolved, though.