[IC] "May the odds be ever in your favor..." [Wolf x Whispers]

[Silent Whispers]

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Mᴀʀsʜᴀ Wᴀᴛᴇʀᴡᴏᴏᴅ

Iᴀɴ Pᴇᴛᴇʀᴍᴀɴ

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'Here we go again.' Marsha thought as her eyes were peered towards the outside of the train that were maneuvering them towards the capitol now. She did not know how to exactly feel whenever this year's games were going to feature past victors but when she was chosen, she definitely did not know what to feel. She continued to stare out the window, lost in her thoughts as Ian and their mentor, Paulie, conversed among themselves about strategy and what not but her, she already knew how she was going to get through this year's games and that's something that she kept to herself. Her ears twitched once she heard their conversation seized as Ian was now towering over her with a little smile that tugged from the corners of his lips. "Hey, kiddo. You alright?"

Marsha's eyes fluttered over towards her male counterpart as she mustered a smile. "Are you?" She quipped back towards Ian, who now sat before her in an opposite chair with a sigh and leaned back, eyes looking out of the window just as Marsha was before. "Honestly, no. I do not want to be back here but here I am." Marsha nodded her head at his statement then looked down at her now twiddling fingers as she looked back up at Ian. "I feel the exact same way, Ian but we're going to get through this. Again." She muttered softly towards him as their mentor, Paulie, came over to them with a drink in his hand. "You both are previous winners from some of the most gruesome Hunger Games anyone has ever seen. You guys will prevail, once more." That was all Paulie said as he proceeded to take a drink from his glass then turned heel to walk away from him.

"Some words of encouragement." She said softly and loud enough for Ian to hear. Ian chuckled as he leaned up closer to her and reached out to touch her hand. "Do not worry, Marsha. We will get through this together." Ian said with a smile as he stood up and walked back over to sit down with Paulie as her eyes fluttered back over towards the outside of the window. Marsha knew that they were getting close to their destination as she seen people dressed in different colors walking around and being very happy. Of course they were though, they did not have to participate in an ultimate death match with their lives on the line.

A soft gasp came over her lips once the train stopped in its tracks as the people that were nearby eyed them and offered them waves. 'Posers.' Marsha thought to herself as Ian came over towards her again with a smile. "So, are you ready?" Ian asked. Before Marsha gave him a response, her eyes went back towards the window as she stared at the capitol as if she never been here before. She then turned her gaze and turned it up towards Ian with a soft smile. "You bet your ass that I am." Marsha muttered with a hint of laughter coming over her as she stood up now and walked off the train with Ian and Paulie.

"Ah, the capitol. Looks the same, doesn't it?" Paulie asked them as he stood beside them with his hands stuffed inside of his pockets and exhaled out a breath. Neither Marsha nor Ian bothered to respond towards him as he escorted them to their appropriate designed area. "Don't worry. I'll help you get through this." Ian said softly towards Marsha, who was seemingly speechless as she followed them both. But it was whenever they were in a room with the other tributes that she offered him the return of what he had just said. "And I'll do the same." She said with a smile as they walked further into the room now and Paulie asked for them to wait there so he can go to see what was going on before they proceeded any further.

[Silent Whispers]

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Cᴏʙɪ Lᴀɴᴅᴇʀs

Lᴇᴀɴɴᴇ Nᴇɪʟsᴏɴ

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The constant bickering between Leanne and their mentor, Winifred, was close to getting his nerves as he groaned while his head rested into the palm of his hand. They were bickering about god only knows what as he had been tuned them out as the train progressed towards the capitol, a place he had dreaded coming back to since he became a victor of the games. It was whenever Leanne shouted his name multiple times that he was pulled from his thoughts and turned his gaze over towards her along with Winifred.

"Can you please tell Miss Know-It-All here that we're going to win the games again for our district?" Leanne said as she eyed him but before he could respond, Winifred spoke up and the bickering started up between the two ladies once again. Finally Cobi stood up and walked over towards them and the bickering seized for the moment as they watched him towered over them. "Cobi, what's wrong, honey?" Winifred asked as she held a cigarette between her index and middle finger. "You two yipping about during this whole train ride. Can't you two just keep the peace for the remaining minutes of the ride?"

Cobi stated then questioned the two women before him as they all looked at each other and Leanne nodded her head. "I can but can't speak for lady bitch here." Leanne muttered as Cobi rolled his eyes because that started up Winifred again and Cobi just wasn't having it so he decided to go into the bathroom and just sit there until the two of them knew how to coexist with one another. With a sigh, he looked into the mirror before him now and started to run the faucet as he clasped his hands together and placed them underneath the running water. From there, he proceeded to throw the water in his face then grabbed a nearby towel and dabbed his face dry.

Once he exited the bathroom, he felt the train start to slow up and quickly went into the compartment where Leanne and Winifred were present as whenever he entered, Leanne eyed him. "We're here." She mentioned towards him now as he went over towards the window and stared out of it, seeing the people that were present, welcoming them back to the capitol after so long. Cobi scoffed at their little fake cheering as the train finally came to a halt on the tracks. 'Oh, great.' Cobi thought to himself as Winifred walked past him with a smile and Leanne followed her off the train.

Before he fully got off of the train, his eyes flashed up and out as he stood there and let the air around him absorb his mood. "Coming, darling?" Winifred questioned towards Cobi as he was snapped out of his thoughts then walked off of the train and stood beside Leanne, who was trailing closely from Winifred behind her. Once the three of them walked through the double doors that led into a meeting or introduction area, Cobi's eyes looked around as Leanne spoke. "Remember, these people are not our friends but our enemies." Cobi nodded at her words then walked further into the building as he bumped into someone.

[WolfLover]

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Everlynna Clifton

Jonathan Silverwood

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The train ride, to the Capitol. It felt so familiar. It was like; re-living that experience. All over again. Nothing had changed about the train. Nothing changed about the journey. Expect it was her second time. It had shocked, Everlynna when her name had been called out. She was the winner of the 73rd Hunger Games. But she did not expect to be in this position again. At that moment, she wasn't sure whether she was happy...excited...or scared. As Thrilling, as her previous time was. It was also Brutal.

And this year...some of the most Brutal previous Winners were to be featured on the Hunger Games. As well, a few unfortunate first timers...that had no idea, what was coming for them.

Luckily, for her. Everlynna had the support of her partner, Jonathan Silverwood. One of the most brutal champions in District Three, that they had ever seen. She had admired him, having seen previous footage of the games he was in. "Are you alright Kiddo?" His voice, roused her from her deep thoughts; whilst she had been laying on the train seats. "Yeah...I was just thinking." She replied, softly. But something about her response. Seemed to worry, both her Tribute Partner. And their mentor, Logan.

Leaning over, from his seat. Logan placed his hand on her shoulder. "Ever. You're one of the most talented and brutal, tributes from District Three; along with Jonathan. You two will be fine...Victory will be yours, again. I have faith." he squeezed her shoulder.

"We just have to stick together." Jonathan reminded her. "Remember, don't trust easily. They will betray us, in a heart-beat. It'll be just a tactic, if they play nice."

Ever sighed slightly. Mostly to herself. "I guess...I just didn't expect to be here, again." she said honestly. "I am not sure, what to make of it all."

"You will be fine. Just like you were, the first time." Logan and Jonathan both reassured her. Maybe they were right. She had better have more courage and belief in herself. She had to. Or she might not make it out alive, this year. Just like all, previous victors and tributes. She had to think positive. Doom, could not be her end.

When the train finally arrived. Ever took a few moments to look out of the window. The Capitol. It looked the same as she remembered. It felt a little, nostalgic. But taking a deep breath. Everlynna exited the train and walked into the large building. The same Building, all of the years Tributes walked into. She was taking in the familiar sight, when someone bumped into her. Turning around, her eyes landed on Cobi Landers.

'Oh Shit...' she thought to herself. Having seen the 71st Hunger Games. She knew how lethal and brutal Cobi was. And yep..he was her competition. As she looked at him, she wasn't entirely too sure what to say to him. For lack of a better word, she looked quite speechless.

"Ever? Are you alright?"Jonathan called over, he was somewhere down the hall. But his voice, loud and recognizable to those who've heard about him.

"Yeah...I am alright...Just...bumped into some competition." Ever called back, to her tribute Partner. "Nothing, to worry about."

[WolfLover]

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Luke Simmons

Charlotte Everwood

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'Fantastic!' That was the thought, that run through Luke's mind. Maybe it was a little sarcastic, when he first thought it. He was back on the train, back to the capitol. Having a few years rest, as a victor. It seemed like, he was wanted back on the Hunger Games. Was that good or bad? No doubt, Luke had been one of the popular one's during the 70th Hunger Games. So maybe, this was a good thing. But that did not mean, he wanted to be back. At least, not during his first few moments of processing the news.

Beside him, on the train. Sat a young blonde 14 year old girl. Charlotte Everwood. She had been the reigning victor during the 72nd Games. Luke had been in shock, to known such a young girl. To be so sneaky, and brutal like Charlotte was. It was quite Impressive, to say the least.

Their mentor, Roger had been giving them a few tips, tactics to keep in mind. At times, when their mentor was a bit drunk. He had a few nutty ideas, or ideas that seemed a little backwards. "You sure, this is going to work?" Charlotte asked, raising a slight eyebrow. Looking a little skeptical. "I would focus on taking out the stronger one's first...not the weaker one's." She added.

'What bravery.' Luke said to himself. "She has a point....Or at least, elminate some of the stronger one's...and leave one or two for the grand finale. The weak one's are always easy-peasy." he spoke, his voice deep. He had been silent, most of the ride. Deep in thought. To Luke, it of course seemed easy, when it came to the weaklings. But to some others, it might have not been the case.

"Well...you've both got fair points." Roger pursed his lips. "Let's just say, you can't make it too easy for yourselves..and still need some competition." Luke rose an eyebrow. Now their mentor was contradicting himself, from what he said earlier. Charlotte just shot, Luke an exasperated Look. As if to ask; Really?
Luke just stifled a slight chuckle. "You're not making, much sense Rog. You keep contradicting yourself... Make up your mind." he told his mentor...half teasing him.

Before their mentor could complain. The train had stopped. They had arrived. "Well...let's go meet these other suckers, who think they're better than us." Charlotte said, with a smirk. Roger rose an eyebrow hearing Charlotte. "I mean...all these lovely people, who stand no chance against me and Luke." she corrected herself, nicely.

Charlotte might have been young, and looked innocent as a flower. But she was deadly, and competitive. And Luke was amused, at her words. Already, the competitiveness was in the air. As they got off of the train...they walked into the familiar building. It seemed like most of the Tributes had already arrived. If not all.

[Silent Whispers]

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Mᴀʀsʜᴀ Wᴀᴛᴇʀᴡᴏᴏᴅ

Iᴀɴ Pᴇᴛᴇʀᴍᴀɴ

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Once Paulie walked off, Marsha eyes fluttered towards the other tributes that have made into the building and turned her nose up at some of them. Ian sort of did the same as the tributes from the fifth district came into the building and Marsha saw Luke, someone who was her competition with bow and arrows, walk in along with his counterpart, Charlotte. She could not help but scoff and roll her eyes as she turned her head back towards Ian then looked up towards him as he started to speak. "Ah, Luke. You'll have him to contend with when it comes to bow and arrows." Ian muttered towards Marsha, who nodded her head while taking another glance towards Luke.

"That I know, Ian. I've seen his tactics and is more than ready for him." She commented while her ears twitched whenever the footsteps of Paulie sounded close to herself and Ian. "Alright, we're all signed up and ready to depart toward our proper room. Ready?" Paulie said then questioned towards the duo as Ian looked down at Marsha and nudged her slightly with his shoulder with a little smirk forming among his lips. "You ready, little one?" Marsha scoffed at what Ian had just said then rolled her eyes in the process. She may have been little but she was just as deadly as anyone else that was in the room with her and she was definitely going to portray that side within this year's games.

Marsha folded her arms over her chest as she eyed Ian and Paulie now. "I'll catch up with you guys momentarily. I'd rather stay here and get to know the competition." She stated towards them both and ended with a firm nod as Paulie chuckled. "Sounds good. I'll go mingle with the other mentors then, I guess." Paulie said with a groan as he walked off, leaving Marsha and Ian there but Marsha started to walk towards Luke and Charlotte. "Marsha!" Ian called out towards her but she was very determined and not listening as she approached the tributes from district five.

She turned her gaze to focus on Ian before she turned back around and locked eyes with Luke. "So, if it isn't the tributes of district five. I've seen both of your Hunger Games and it could've been better. Your victories, I mean." Marsha said loaded with sass as Ian pulled her closer to him now, muttering. "Play it cool, Mar." Marsha then snatched herself from Ian and walked closer to Luke now. "I hope you've been doing target practice because you're no match for me when it comes to bow and arrows." She remarked as she eyed Charlotte, scoffing lightly then turned her gaze back towards Luke. "She looks like a scared little girl. Good luck."

Marsha does not know what came over her but she definitely wasn't one to hold her tongue for anybody. No matter if they can kill her within a matter of seconds or what. Ian had his face inside of his palm and shook his head towards her as she shrugged her shoulders towards him then folded her arms back over her chest, balancing her weight onto her left side. She stood there with a smirk as she could not wait to hear Luke's and Charlotte's responses.

[Silent Whispers]

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Cᴏʙɪ Lᴀɴᴅᴇʀs

Lᴇᴀɴɴᴇ Nᴇɪʟsᴏɴ

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"Did that girl just bump into you?" Leanne asked towards Cobi, who shrugged his shoulders then shook his head. "No, I bumped into her by accident." Cobi responded as Leanne shook her head then shifted her eyes towards Everlynna then Johnathan as they were from the third district. Cobi knew the look in Leanne's eyes and was going to try and stop her, at least. "Come on, do not start a scene so early before the madness happens." He spoke as she could not keep her eyes off of them but that was until Winifred came back over and stood in front of them. "I leave you two alone for a few minutes and you two are already glaring at someone else." Winifred, their mentor, spoke as she scoffed and saw the other mentors huddled up nearby as she looked back towards Cobi and Leanne. "Don't start any trouble here." She then walked off as Leanne smiled then grabbed Cobi by the arm and dragged him over towards Everlynna and Johnathan.

"So, I think someone here owns Cobi an apology and I do not mean you, old man." She spoke as her eyes went from Everlynna then to Johnathan as Cobi stood in front of Leanne now. "It was my own fault entirely, Leanne so no apology is really needed from Everlynna." Cobi spoke on his own behalf as Leanne pulled him away to the side. "Don't get soft or show weakness. Now go over there and demand an apology." Leanne said as she pushed Cobi back over towards Everlynna and Johnathan.

Cobi stood there and chuckled nervously as he eyed the duo before him then looked towards Everlynna. "Forget what I said earlier, I've seen what you can do, Everlynna and I am sure you've seen what I can do. Don't let the good looks fool you but I am deadly." Cobi mentioned. Leanne stood there from afar with her arms folded over her chest and her head giving a nod as she smiled proudly towards Cobi.

"By the way, about that glare, stare at me like that within the games and I will end you." It was seemingly a vow that Cobi was making as Leanne came back to stand beside him. "Yeah." She said as Cobi stood in front of her slightly, his eyes stared at Everlynna then bounced back over towards Johnathan for a moment. He honestly hated it whenever he had to be mean but it was Leanne that unleashed the beast that roared inside of him right now.

[WolfLover]

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Everlynna Clifton

Jonathan Silverwood

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There was slight tension between District Six and Three. Especially her and Cobi. After narrowing her eyes at Cobi, as he retreated. She made her way towards Jonathan, whom found his way over to the introduction area. Instantly, she spotted District one's previous winners. The blonde girl, quite bitchy she was. But secretly, Everlynna had admired her skills with the bow. Then there, was district five. The little girl...Charlotte. Everlynna remembered watching the Games, back when she was on. The little girl, was more deadlier, sneakier than most of the elder one's that year. She was quite the victor. But not one to anger, or mess with.

She heard a female voice. It snapped her out of her thoughts. Ever narrowed her eyes at Leanne. "I don't owe him anything!" Ever said sharply. "If anything, you should tell him to watch where he's going." Jonathan on the other hand, narrowed his eyes. His jaw clenched slightly. "Careful, who you call old, little one. I am still swift and deadly, as a Wild Cat." he warned her. Even though, being older than most of the young Tributes in this room. Jonathan never lost his skills, knowledge...or deadliness.

Everlynna rolled her eyes, as she heard Leanna. Pushing, her partner to do something he did not want to do. Great. They'd have to deal with that, through out the games. Hearing Cobi, Ever rose a slight eyebrow. "Is that supposed to scare me?!" Folding her arms across her chest. Everlynna did not scare easily. If he wanted to scare her, he had to do better than that. Of course, she knew how deadly he was. But so was she.

She scoffed slightly, at his threat. "Very well then...." Ever breathed out. Before she leaned in bit closer. "Bring it, on!" she challenged him. "And may the best Victor be standing, at the end of it all!" She turned to leave, before she glanced back at him. "Oh and bump into me again, you might not live to see the rest of the week." She shot him an irritable look. Two can play, the mean game that he began.

Seeing the commotion. Logan rushed over. "Now...now...everyone calm down!" he said looking between the two Districts. "There's plenty of time for challenges and threats, in the Arena...Don't want to kill the competition, before the games begin." The mentor, tried to soothe and calm them down.

[WolfLover]

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Luke Simmons

Charlotte Everwood

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Looking around, the introduction area. The pair have spotted Ian and Marsha...Tributes of District One. It seemed, like Luke would have competition with the Bow and Arrow, area. Even though, Hunting was Luke's main area. He was very skilled with his bow. And to have a girl, competing against him. Well, it was annoying. He would make sure, his pride would not be wounded. He would never admit it, but she was skilled and impressive in her tactics.

Charlotte noticed Marsha walking over to them. That look in her eyes, and the walk. The girl was up to something. And her words almost felt like a slap to the face. "Excuse me?!" Luke asked with a raised eyebrow. Charlotte's jaw clenched, as she glared at the elder girl. "Funny! You must have been re-watching your own games...if you ask me! Your victory was so sloppy...like a dead cat being dragged through mud! Nothing, impressive about you at all."

Luke smirked hearing Charlotte's come back. The young girl, sure had enough sass and courage to stand up to Marsha. "I got enough skills, to compete for my entire district. I am sure, I can beat you...any time...anywhere...even blindfolded." At the comment about Charlotte, looking scared. He didn't see a hint of fear in Charlotte. Just anger, courage, spirit and independence that shone through her entire being. "Doesn't look, scared at all! Although, you look like you could use a pick-me up, after that insult." Luke smirked.

Charlotte clenched her hands, as she heard Marsha. She felt like ripping the girl to shreds, right here...right now. "You better watch your tongue, sassafrass!" she hissed at her. "Oh, and sleep with the doors and windows locked...or I might just cut your throat, when you're sleeping! And you'll be dead...before the games even begin!" Charlotte spat, with rage. But she was more, than serious with her threat.

For a girl so young, she really was threatening. Some of the first year tributes. Heard the confrontation and looked scared. Luke and Charlotte just made the 'I got my eyes on you!' gesture towards Marsha. Deadly looks in their eyes.

[Silent Whispers]

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Mᴀʀsʜᴀ Wᴀᴛᴇʀᴡᴏᴏᴅ

Iᴀɴ Pᴇᴛᴇʀᴍᴀɴ

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Whenever Charlotte butted into a matter that did not concern her, she fluttered her eyes over towards Charlotte now as a smirk danced among her lips as she listened to the girl's words now. "You got this little girl fighting your battles now, Luke? Shame on you." Marsha remarked towards the male victor from district five then turned her gaze to glare back at Charlotte now. "I'll watch my words, Charlotte, wouldn't want someone to cut out your tongue if you cannot back them up." Ian shook his head then went back to stand beside Marsha, but more importantly, standing between Marsha and the victors from district five, Luke and Charlotte.

"Why don't we save that kind of talk for the games, huh?" Ian practically demanded towards the three of them as Marsha stepped before him again and eyed Luke. She folded her arms back over her chest as she parted her lips to speak towards him now. "I can't wait to see you in the training room and I will be blindfolded but will you?" Marsha mentioned as her eyes cut towards Charlotte now. "I'll see you in the games, little girl."

With those words spoken from Marsha, she turned heel away from the duo and started to walk away with Ian trailing not too far from behind her. She was honestly fuming after Ian did not even stick up for her but she made a mental note in her mind to bring that up later. Marsha walked over towards Paulie, who mingled with the other mentors as she told him that she was ready to go upstairs to their appropriate room. When Ian caught up with her, she immediately turned around with a scowl towards her male counterpart. "You. I'll deal with you later."

Marsha said as she walked past Ian now with a huff and started her trek towards the stairs, where she waited for Paulie because she did not know which room was ideally theirs. She was still fuming but tried her best to calm down before she snapped.

[Silent Whispers]

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Cᴏʙɪ Lᴀɴᴅᴇʀs

Lᴇᴀɴɴᴇ Nᴇɪʟsᴏɴ

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"Are your words suppose to scare us? Don't make threats that you cannot keep." Leanne muttered as she stood mere inches in front of Cobi now, whose eyes were scowling on the duo from district three now. He remained quiet for now but it was whenever Everlynna opened her mouth that added fuel to him to speak again. "We can go ahead and see whose better right here and right now, if you want." Cobi challenged the girl from district three but it was their mentor that came over and tried to calm them down. Cobi rolled his eyes at the male then looked towards Leanne as Winifred was walking over to the scene now. "Here we go." Cobi muttered under his breath as Winifred held her hands upon her hips with a scoff.

"Gosh. I cannot believe you two. I mean, what did I just say to you guys? Hm? Not to start trouble, right?" Winifred spoke towards Cobi and Leanne then turned her gaze towards Logan, Johnathan and Everlynna. "Sorry about these two for their display but let's save your hatred for them for the games, huh? May the odds be ever in your favor." Winifred side eyed them before she grabbed Cobi and Leanne by their arms and dragged them away from the scene. "You two are going to get yourselves killed before the games. Is that what you want?" Cobi stood there with his muscular folded over his muscular chest now as he shrugged his shoulders. "I'd like to see them try."

Leanne snickered at Cobi's comment then eyed Winifred as she shrugged her shoulders, as well. She remained quiet, for now but whenever they were placed into their room, she was definitely going to let Winifred know how she felt. Just like Leanne, Cobi's eyes were on the victors from district three and made a mental note to confront them later on in the training area.

[WolfLover]

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Everlynna Clifton

Jonathan Silverwood

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Jonathan narrowed his eyes, in a slight glare hearing Leanna. He knew that Everlynna was capable of keeping up her threats. If she wanted to kill those two, she could do it. He watched the two young Tributes and Former Victors of District Six. The pair had a temper. But he knew, so did the rest of them. "I wouldn't provoke her." He warned them. "I think we all know, what we're capable off. And that we all make good on our Threats." he reminded them.

Everlynna rose an eyebrow as she heard Leanna. "I wasn't talking to you!" She snapped back. "Pftt...I can keep true to my word. The question is, can he?" she teased. "I would like to see him try and end me." She pursed her lips hearing Cobi. Before letting out a laugh of amusement. "I bet you would like to give everyone a show right now, huh?" she tilted her head at him. "As tempting as that is. I can wait, for the Games...I hope your patience isn't thin."she smirked at him.

As Winifred came over, Logan just sighed. "It's alright...I guess the youngsters are just too eager. And getting ahead of themselves." He replied. But kept an eye on Cobi and Leanna. When the trio left, he looked at his Tributes. "Try not to kill anyone, before the games. Do you think you can manage that?" he asked.

Jonathan looked at Logan and he nodded his head. "I can do that. But if someone tries and hurts Ever...well then I can't say, that I'll keep that promise under that circumstance." He told his mentor. Jonathan had known Everlynna since she was a little girl. Naturally, he was protective over her. She was like family to him.

"Not sure, I can make many promises." Everlynna said with a scowl. Still watching Cobi and Leanna from the corner of her eyes.

Logan just sighed, feeling defeated. He shook his head. Maybe it was better than nothing. But still not the answer he was expecting. He wondered how the Mentors would keep all their Tributes in line, with the young one's so hyped up to kill each other before the Games would even begin.

A young boy and girl from District 12 were watching the previous Victors. Their eyes moving from one group to another. Elena was stiff on her spot. Leaning over to her partner, she whispered. "How are we supposed to kill them all?" The young boy, of no more than 15 years old. Just shook his head. He really had no idea, how the pair of them would fare against them all. Especially with the girl, Charlotte from District 5, looking and sounding so...viscous. All of the previous Victors, were deadly. That's all he knew. But He'd never seen anyone that young, look so scary before. Especially a young girl like Charlotte. She sounded like she meant any threat she had made to District One. It left an uneasy feeling around the air for the Tributes of District 12.

[WolfLover]

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Luke Simmons

Charlotte Everwood

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Charlotte's jaw clenched. Her eyes filled with irritated, and hate towards the Bitch of District 1. If only looks could kill. Charlotte's look might have killed Marsha a dozen times by now. If there was something that Charlotte hated; it was being referred to as being 'little' and talked down to. Marsha's words made her eyes roll into the back of her head. This was much as her fight, as it was Luke's. Charlotte's nostrils began to flare in anger, biting the inside of her cheek. Just to stop herself from spitting out a number of rude words out at the blonde from District one.

"It won't be me, loosing my tongue!" Charlotte spat back. "At least, I don't play the Bitch card, to try and impress!"

Luke rose a sharp eyebrow at Marsha. His eyes narrowed in a cold look. "It's as much, as her fight as it is mine!" He reminded Marsha. "Me and Charlotte are a team! So you better watch it!" his tone filled with a harsh coldness towards Marsha.

He smirked at her words, about the training. "Mhh, of course....We'll just see who's the better Archer." Luke remarked. "Of course, I wouldn't pull out of my own bet." he remarked, at the mention of a blind-fold.

"See you, in the Arena...you witch!" Charlotte hissed, biting her tongue to stop herself from saying another word. She felt quite relieved, when Marsha walked off. But she still felt agitated and quite angry. That was it. Marsha was on her to kill list, when the Games would begin. Luke could practically feel the anger and tension radiating from Charlotte. Not that he blamed her...Marsha pushed her buttons quite a lot. It was understandable.

"Don't worry...we'll get her." Luke promised to Charlotte. His words a whisper, only meant for her ears. The sorting process was still going, and soon enough. The Introduction room was starting to get empty...as the tributes, each district one by one left with their Mentors...to their Apartment rooms.

[Silent Whispers]

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Mᴀʀsʜᴀ Wᴀᴛᴇʀᴡᴏᴏᴅ

Iᴀɴ Pᴇᴛᴇʀᴍᴀɴ

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When Paulie and Ian approached her, she was still fuming towards Ian and wanted to claw his face but she remained calm in front of Paulie, who showed them to their designated room. There, he eyed the both of them but mostly Marsha while getting onto her about starting drama at the introduction meeting. "I am so disappointed in you for your actions, Marsha. So disappointed." Marsha shrugged her shoulders in front of him with a scoff then walked past him now and going to the room she wanted.

She sat down on the foot of her bed with her arms folded over her chest as her ears twitched upon hearing a knock at the door. "Go away!" Marsha called out then looked as the knob turned and Ian was behind the door, peeping his head into her room now. "Hey, you okay, kid?" Ian asked her as she scoffed towards him. "Like you really care." Marsha remarked in response as Ian slid into the room and walked over towards Marsha now, placing a hand onto her shoulder.

Marsha removed his hand with her own as she stood up now, eyes gazed up at him. "Why didn't you step in when that bitch, Charlotte and that nincompoop, Luke, were harassing me down there?" She questioned as Ian chuckled a little bit at that question. "To be fair, you did start it. Don't start what you can't finish." Ian commented as Marsha threw her hands up in the air. "Who side are you on here?" She was really done with the conversation at this point but knew that Ian was going to respond anyway.

"Did you really just ask me that? I am on your side always but they did not start it you did. You are way in over your head if you think that we're going to win the games angry at each other." Ian turned heel and walked back towards the door. "Paulie wants us ready for the opening ceremonies so be ready in a few." Ian informed the blonde as she marched over towards her door, slamming it shut and groaned in utter frustration from Ian's remarks. Marsha do not know what was coming over her and while she did not like it, she knew that she needed to keep this intensity for the games.

[Silent Whispers]

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Cᴏʙɪ Lᴀɴᴅᴇʀs

Lᴇᴀɴɴᴇ Nᴇɪʟsᴏɴ

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Winifred accompanied her victors to their room now, just to get them away before they started any more drama before the games and get themselves in even more trouble. Once they got into the room, Winifred plopped down on the couch and rested her hand over her face as she let out a huff. "Can't believe you two." She muttered just as Cobi and Leanne came into her eye sight and she eyed them, shaking her head.

"To be fair..." Cobi was cut off by Leanne, who stepped forth to confront Winifred. "They started it, honey. We were going to finish it if you hadn't stepped in to save them." Winifred stifled a laugh as she got up from the couch now and eyed the two of them but more importantly Cobi. "She's right. I accidentally bumped into that whatever her name is girl and she gave me a glare so I did what I had to do." Cobi remarked as Leanne cleared her throat behind him. "I mean, we had to do what we had to do."

Cobi went and stood beside Leanne with a firm nod then they both eyed Winifred, who was seemingly fuming with wanting to rip them to shreds with words but she remained calm, an unnatural feeling for them both to witness. "Go to your rooms and get ready for the opening ceremony." Winifred turned heel and walked away from the duo, who eyed each other then shrugged their shoulders as they walked towards the designated rooms.

"Hey." Cobi said towards Leanne, stopping her within her tracks as she turned to face him now with a raised brow. "Thanks. You know, for the whole situation back there but just to let you know, in the games, Ever is so fucking mine." Cobi remarked as Leanne smiled up towards him, letting out a soft snicker in the process. "Don't mention it. She's yours as long as you'll leave that old man for me. Deal?"

Cobi nodded his head to seal the deal then walked into his room as Leanne did the same. Both of them were getting ready and freshening up for the opening ceremony since all of the tributes from all districts had finally arrived. The opening ceremony was just a start while Cobi could not wait to get to the training area to see Ever again and possibly show her up in the process. What a games this was already turning out to be.

[WolfLover]

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Everlynna Clifton

Jonathan Silverwood

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Everlynna's hand curled up into a slight fist. She watched the Tributes of District Six, leaving to their Apartment. This wasn't over. One way or another, she would deal with Cobi again. Ever wasn't about to let him get away with his threats. As Logan led them to their own Apartment. She was silent, the entire duration. Her blue eyes, narrowed in a glare. It was clear, she wasn't in the best of moods. Both Logan and Jonathan were quiet; they knew better than to cross her when she was like this...but both worried about her.

For a few moments. Everlynna couldn't help but think about Peace. Peace...That's what the Victors were promised, if they were to win their games. They'd be left alone. But here they were...again. Some fake promises.

"The ceremonies are starting soon. Get ready!" Logan's voice brought her out of her thoughts. "Your make up artist and stylists, will meet you soon." Logan added; before he left the two Victors to pick their rooms and get ready.

As Everlynna was about to go the luxurious room on the right.Jonathan lightly grabbed her arm. "You okay, Ever?" he asked her worried. His eyes scanning her; trying to read her expression and like he was trying to decipher her thoughts.

"I will be alright. Once the pair of them are gone!" Everlynna breathed out. Venom in her voice. It had been a while, since someone had got under her skin so much. But right now, she was ticked off. One thing was for sure; Cobi and Leanna were on her list. She wasn't planning on being nice. Nice...was not even an option right now. Not when it came to them two.

Jonathan sighed softly. He could tell, how deeply irritated she was. But he promised her, they would get them eventually. They were in this together. "Oh...before I forget. Earlier on during the train ride; Logan, mentioned it might be wise, we make some allies." Jonathan informed the young woman in front of him.

'Allies? But who?' Everlynna thought to herself. At the moment, she felt bit reluctant to think about having Allies. "I'll think about it." she simply told him; before entering her chosen room.

[WolfLover]

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Luke Simmons

Charlotte Everwood

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From the corner of her eyes. Charlotte noticed a few Districts staring at her. Some Victors she recognized...some she did not. Among the stares, where a few newbies. The young girl narrowed her eyes slightly; but did not say anything towards them. But did not like, being stared at. She noticed a few scared faces among those looking over at her and Luke. Simply turning her head away from them; she followed her Mentor towards her and Luke's Apartment. The tension was thick enough. Charlotte was glad she could get a few moments of peace.

If there was anything that Luke wanted. Then it was peace...even if for a few moments. Like Charlotte, he seemed very determined. Unphased by the staring, but not fond of it either. In all honesty, Luke couldn't wait for the games to begin. He wished it was bit sooner. So he could show Marsha...what real revenge would look like. He wasn't going to let the blonde get off that easily. Never! It wasn't in his nature too.

Them being from District 5, at least he and Charlotte earned what they worked for. Marsha was too pampered, too posh since she was from District 1. Not knowing, what it was like to work for anything. It was given to them. And it made them feel entitled, like they were better than anyone else. 'Well...I'll show her. She won't be feeling too perfect for long, after I am done with her.' The venomous thought filled his mind.

As they walked. Roger noticed how silent both his Victors were. The odd look in their eyes. As if they concentrating...or planning on how to kill of their competition already. Breaking the silence he spoke. "Go, get ready...the Ceremonies will be starting soon. And wipe those looks of your face!" He warned them both "Look more pleasant for the public. You can save any 'death glares' for later."

Charlotte rolled her eyes into the back of her head slightly. But tried to wipe the look from her face. Time to put on a show for the public. As always. Everything was always a show. "Of course, Rog. Wouldn't want to disappoint the almighty Snow and his public." Charlotte pulled off her most innocent, smile. Luke tried not to chuckle. It seemed like young Charlotte was mocking their mentor for a few moments, as she walked off into her chosen room.

[Silent Whispers]

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Mᴀʀsʜᴀ Wᴀᴛᴇʀᴡᴏᴏᴅ

Iᴀɴ Pᴇᴛᴇʀᴍᴀɴ

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Time seemingly flew by as she was just putting on the finishing touches of her outfit, which really did not matter since she had to change anyway. She had managed to tie her hair up into a ponytail then diverted her gaze towards the door as Paulie walked inside. "Don't try to fix yourself because it's going to change." Paulie mentioned as Marsha groaned in response and rolled her eyes then eyed him with a raised brow. "I know but I still want to stand out." Marsha muttered her response with the shrug of her shoulders as sniffed the air.

"Dinner smells good. I think I'll go and get me some." She said while she walked passed Paulie, who stood there nearly speechless. Marsha walked towards the dining area with a smirk then turned the corner and seen Ian sitting there, stuffing his face. "Hey, Marsha." Ian said as Marsha looked at him with disgust as she sat down beside him. "And they say it's not very ladylike to talk with your mouth full." Marsha jabbed towards Ian, who swallowed his food and took a sip of his juice now. "Oh, whatever. Who put you in a mood already?" Ian asked her just as Paulie came back into the dining area.

Marsha eyed him momentarily then rolled her eyes again. She was really looking forward to dinner but Paulie had other plans for them both as he motioned for both of them to stand up and follow him. Herself and Ian did exactly as they were told and even followed Paulie outside as they all walked over towards the building where the opening ceremony was to be held along with the parade of tributes, well victors, in their case.

Once they entered the building, Marsha and Ian were instantly grabbed by the designers and sat down in a chair, where makeup artists and hair dressers went right on ahead and worked their magic. The designers were too busy getting ready and gathering their outfits for the parade. 'This again.' Marsha thought as her eyes went over towards Ian, who was getting a scissor trim of his hair. She then looked back into the mirror as they were just putting the finishing touches in certain areas upon her face and hair.

She exhaled a sigh as the designers then waved for her to come over. Ian went into another room and Marsha went into the opposite room so that the designers can change and dress them. Whenever that was finished, herself and Ian stepped out at the same exact time and eyed each other's outfits with a smile. "Wow. You look amazing." Ian complimented towards Marsha, who smiled and even blushed slightly. "Thanks. So do you." Marsha returned the compliment as they were now rushed to where the other tributes were by Paulie.

Marsha and Ian stood beside their chariot as Paulie gave them directions on how to act out there. Her eyes went away from Paulie for a moment and her friends, Luke and Charlotte, from earlier came into view. Without hesitation, she walked over there as Paulie called her name out but Ian ran after her. She stood before them with a smile and arms folded as she eyed their outfits then looked back at them with that same smile from earlier. "Good luck out there, you two." She genuinely said. "Hope your chariot breaks down." There it was. It wouldn't be Marsha if she didn't exactly give a jab or two.

"Marsha!" Ian called her as he then grabbed her by the arm and pulled her away from them and off to the side. "Save it for the training arena, yeah?" Ian said as Marsha nodded her head and they went back to their chariot and stood beside Paulie as they waited to take their place and for the parade of victors to commence.