Appointment Post!

[stillplaying]

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[shenevermisses]

[And Clove views every kindness as an investment. Someone's nice to her? They'll want something for it later. It's all part of the alliance of a pack, and every single one of them will fight to the death for themselves the moment the tension's too high.

That's the world she knows. That's what she expects.

And it's with District Twelve that she's actually comfortable. Because they understand. They know that if this truce they have dissolves, there will be no hesitation and no mercy. They aren't pretending anything, and they know the other girl isn't either. They don't like each other...

...And that's why the can stand each other.]

[stillplaying]

[She sits again. Maybe she should move on, continue her trek into the woods. Away from Peeta and Rue and any other lingering memories of recent events. Away from Clove, too. Clove who had been her best friend. Like Gale but yet, not.

Still, she sits instead of leaves. Sits and stares at the lake again. The pieces are no longer visible. They've sunk to the bottom of the lake, or have been eaten by curious fish. Gone. Good riddance. And again she thinks that she should go, too. But she still remains sitting. Staring. Thinking.]

There are a lot of worlds here. Lots of people. And they all seem okay with this. Being pieces in a game.

[shenevermisses]

[Clove is quiet for a few moments, considering the words, the implication of being pieces in a game.]

Maybe they see it as their only way to get by, to survive.

[Because, really, that is how a Career lives. They devote themselves to playing the Game. Life or death. They claim honor and pride. But, really? It's a way to survive. It's an excuse.

Learn how to act, what to say, put on a good show... and maybe you'll live to see the next day.]

Not everyone has nightlock.

[She remembers what District Twelve told her that first day.]

Or the guts to use it.