One. ~ Audio. then video.

[districttwo]

[There's a sudden click on the forge and then there's the sound of heavy breathing. Then a shock-a noise-and then a rustle-like clothing moving around. Then a mad scramble and suddenly barge-there's a face.

It's a young face. An attractive face, belonging to a powerfully built young male with short blond hair-matted-absolutely matted with blood and gore. His gaze is wide-eyed.]

...Where's 12?

[he hesitates] Why am I back in my room? Is this-is this another test? Another arena? Or..

[The next part is said half-hopeful, half horrified. Deep down he knows it's not true, and it won't be a particular shock. Still.]

...Did I win?

Comments

Re: [video; private]

[districttwo]

[Enobaria. Would be. so proud.]

So what have you found out? Apart from these people know nothing about history.

[omar]

...Baltimore? [Maybe?] Where Panem at?

[districttwo]

[Cato hesitates and rises to his feet. The camera comes with him-staring down at the pristine white carpet. He's tracking mud, dirt, leaves. EVERYWHERE.

Also something that looks suspiciously like blood. It's not his. All the same.]

...[Insert room number here. Level Five.] Outside there's a dim view of the hallway and Cato for his part...is very confused.

Pre-collapse Jail..

[and he's back in his room] You coming to sell me for favors? or put me in a hole?

[video; private]

[vainqueurdeluxe]

[If Enobaria were to ever find out, yes.]

Those who need to be "reformed" are paired with a person who will attempt to do so. And more strange things than [She pauses. She shouldn't mention mutts... really, she shouldn't....] Capitol experiments tend to occur on a regular basis.

[She hesitates a moment...]

How's your head?

[peektuttut]

It's not a jail like that. No one's going to sell you or put you in a hole, okay? I'm on my way.

Tell me about the collapse. [If he listens, he can hear movement. Tim's light on his feet and he moves quick.]

[districttwo]

...you do go hungry. [He looks-interested at that. Thinking about food.]

...Cato. District Two Tribute. [he can give this information out. he has an ally.]

[trenchcoatedly]

Twelve who?

This is the barge.

Probably not.

Private;

[insolubleriddle]

[Must be another dystopian universe.]

Not the maker of the game you're thinking of. This isn't my game. It's the Admirals, the wardens, and their 'arena' isn't as easy to master as the one you just left.

We need to get you cleaned up and your wounds dressed. You look terrible, vulnerable, as you are. I'll explain your situation after I've ensured your health is continuing.

But--

[He pauses.]

I won't force myself unecessarily. Do you want my help?

[districttwo]

Cato. [has something changed? yep. he has an ally now. So he seems distinctly more relaxed.]

From District Two.

[most_feared]

You should report to the infirmary immediately. [Explanations can wait.]

video;

[demigoddess]

Pre-collapse North America?

[ Does she want to ask what that means?

She kinda just did. ]

[youwillgotohell]

[She doesn't know what a tribute is, but if that's what they call players in their 'hunger games,' his world must be pretty awful.]

Morgana Pendragon, Camelot. Queen of Camelot. [Former. Future. Whatever, it counts.]

Who killed you?

[scarlet_discord]

Aw Hell, another one arrives messed up.

Hey--hey. Cutie. You hurt? You need medical attention, or just a shower? I got soap and towels.

[bob_fraser_rcmp]

Echoing everyone else here, son, better get yourself fixed up. In the meantime though, I'm Bob Fraser, a warden and willing to help you if you have need of it.

[thestarspangledman]

Are you alright, son?

[video]

[deadliestviper]

Sorry to tell you this, but no.

You lost pretty damn hard.

[wedonot]

And you're sure you're not hurt? [He knows people usually come on board with their injuries healed, but it never hurts to check.]

[districttwo]

[What is a Baltimore.] Panem is North America. Or it was North America. Before North America collapsed.

[districttwo]

[He lowers his gaze.] she shot me in the throat. That's how I died.

Private;

[districttwo]

[Help? He has an ally. And this guy seems to know things. Cashmere would know. She's a mentor she knows how to play this game.]

...what would you want in return in exchange for helping me?

[video; private]

[districttwo]

[His eyes widen] ...none of the capitol's experiments are strange. They're useful. [For reasons that he can't explain.]

I'm not some sort of criminal. I was a tribute I was a [sacrifice. except he doesn't say it. Instead he looks a little lost.] ...Bloody. She shot me in the throat I guess when I fell.

Dogblood.

Re: video;

[districttwo]

...None of you guys know about history. [arrogant snort] America after the floods, the wars, and the collapse of western society.

[districttwo]

[Cato hears. he moves like Rue. Marvel killed her and Twelve killed Marvel. He licks his lips]

War. disease. famine. Death. The capitol saved us. A mix of the best and brightest from Hollywood and the politicians from the former capitol of the United States.

[That explains the fancy clothes, the obsession with television, the genetic alterations-and the military stranglehold.]

[districttwo]

...A queen? [He frowns] is that like a girl president?

[and he looks angry.] Twelve killed me. Stupid...blind...rotten..worthless..

[He begins to pace.] Moron.

[districttwo]

Twelve.

Everdeen. Katniss Everdeen. [he snorts] Katniss Everdeen, the girl on fire.