orb 7 | GHH 17

[dailybread]

[Somewhat dirty, a little worse for the wear, Peeta looks into the orb, face drawn with anxiety. The background is smudgy and dark, possibly a cave or a tunnel of some sort. There's a smudge of dirt on his right cheekbone. When he speaks, it's hushed and nervous.]

This is becoming a pattern, isn't it. I'm sorry for contributing to that.

[He glances over his shoulder, then back at the orb.]

I'm in the mountains. I'm not sure where exactly, but I was trying to get blueberries when--

[The background lights up in a spray of orange and Peeta ducks, covering his arm with his head. Once it passes, he looks back up and continues, in a rushed half-whisper.]

I think I've been kidnapped by a dragon. There's no way I'm getting out of this by myself, so...if you can help me out, I'd really appreciate it.

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[shadow_sage]

[Liara looks a little worried over the orb.]

I need you to stay calm. Focus for me, and describe anything you can think of that might help me find you. Like what that light was.

[She glances off to the side.]

You were outside of the city when you were taken? Where?

[dailybread]

[Peeta can do calm and focused. He nods, keeping his voice hushed to avoid attracting attention; though they're likely not focused on him, he can't be too careful.]

It's fire--there's two of them, at least, and they've been breathing it at each other for a while now. I think they might be fighting over me. [As strange as the thought is--and why him? Surely, there's other prey to be found somewhere.

He looks over his shoulder again.]

I didn't realize I'd gone so far. I was just following blueberry bushes along the riverbank when something grabbed me and flew away. I think we're north of the river.

[shadow_sage]

By the Goddess, they are breathing fire?

[Because that is something she is not exactly prepared for.]

North of the River. We can check with the villagers in the foothills. Maybe they saw something. I've spoken with them before, they know the mountains better than I do, at least.

[She closes her eyes and takes a slow breath.]

You don't have any food or water, do you?

[dailybread]

That's what it looks like. It's keeping them too far from each other to claw or scratch.

[He listens--gives a nod. He's never met the villagers in the foothills, but he's never been this far outside of the kingdom, either.]

I still have some blueberries. [He laughs a little, pulling out a handful from his pocket.]

[shadow_sage]

[She shakes her head. That is a little more than she's prepared for. Not that it's going to stop her.]

Right. Well, try to make them last. I'm leaving in five...ten minutes. I'm coming straight for you, but it may take a little time.

[dailybread]

I will.

[He knows how to make food last. Not as well as Katniss does, but even the upper class in District Twelve weren't well-fed.

Firmly, and with genuine gratitude, he speaks.]

Thank you.

[shadow_sage]

If we don't stick together, what happens to us?

[Not that she hasn't sent people into danger, or been responsible for the death of people under her, but damn it, it was for a reason.]

[somewhatpointy]

Kidnapped by a dragon? How big is it?

[Because if you're planning on going somewhere and turning into a crazed bug-man and attacking a dragon with your tentacles, this is important information to have.]