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]

[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.]