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?

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[didknowthat]

[Oh sweet Jesus her stomach just turned itself inside out. No one should be covered in that much gore and blood- especially not a child. And teenager or however he might be, he's still a child.]

Oh my god- This isn't a test. Or an arena. It's .. a prison ship. [Yay bad news. And maybe if she checked, she'd see that other people have probably already filled him in. Oops.]

I'm sorry.