[fieldbox=Kenna Gray Everdeen, #43B7BA, solid]
It took everything for Kenna not to just suddenly stop and break down on the spot. With each step she anticipated getting to her room and ripping off this starchy clothing. She couldn't breath with it on, it made it hard and it felt as if someone was pushing down on her chest making it harder to breath. The room had even started to spin a bit and she had to take a quick break to try and calm herself down. She took a small moment to remind herself that the war was not upon them yet and made sure to leave out the part that it was quickly coming soon. That's what was causing all of this...yeah she was sure of it. As she took another step Kenna heard a voice call out to her.
"Feel better!" A quick little pause and then three quieter words that always made her heart flutter in ways she never thought possible.
"I love you." The faintest of smiles tugged at the corner of her lips and Kenna let out a soft sigh. The weight that was on her chest and quickly disappeared and she felt as if she could breath again and the world was no longer trying to crush her.
"I love you too." She whispered into the nearly empty hall, wondering if he could hear her.
"More than you could ever know. I love you Kyler Hadley." She had added on her tone a bit quieter for sure that even if it was dead silent it would be hard to hear those words. Words you would have to strain to listen to and even if
Kyler couldn't hear them, she had a feeling that he felt them. This is why she never told him how she really felt, the weight that bore down on her shoulders and threatened to crush her at any moment. The warrior from district two...he didn't need a weak district twelve girl bringing him down with all her problems. Unlike him Kenna wasn't a natural born leader, she wasn't like her mother who had managed to take this on. Kenna was no natural born leader and she certainly couldn't take all this pressure, she didn't want this role. It was thrust upon her just like everyone else but if she dared voiced her opinion well she had a feeling it wasn't going to end well.
When she finally reached her room Kenna slid down the door and let a small sob slip past her lips. That weight that had dissipated moments ago was back and stronger than ever. This was too much and after months of preparation and the end coming closer, the black void was starting to consume her. Another choked sob left her lips and she wrapped her arms around her knees, burying her face in them. Out of the three other leaders Kenna was absolutely useless and she was pretty sure she wasn't doing anything right. Those that would look at her and smile, tell her that she was doing a good job; she was willing to bet it was just because her mother was the previous Mockingjay and not only that, but her boyfriend was a boy from District two. Of course they wouldn't want to get beaten up by him, not that he would do that but it wasn't like they knew any of that...it wasn't like they took time to get to know
Kyler they just judged him...but still they trusted him and followed his orders.
You had
Maxon and just like
Kyler there were some that were afraid he was going to snap and kill them all. But still they followed him, listened to his orders and of course when they got to know him realized he wasn't a bad guy. He could win anyone over with his charm and charisma, not to mention that his awkwardness somehow made some people feel comfortable since it showed them he was human just like them.
Then you had
Brea she was a bit anti-social but when she opened up she loved. Oh how she loved. She may have felt that she didn't play an important part but Kenna knew that she was important and not just because she won over her District but she knew that if
Brea put more faith in herself, she could easily move a whole nation. Her friend may not realize but she did;
Brea was a lot more powerful than she knew and once she realized that, that girl could work wonders.
Lastly you had
Kyler the natural born leader (or ruthless killer, whichever way you wanted to look at it). There were a few people here that didn't whisper behind his back, they blindly followed him and had realized he's not that bad of a guy. He was a bright star that felt so far out of reach Kenna wasn't sure how to try and attain him. In fact he was
brighter than the stars and much, much sweeter than the sun. There was no way Kenna could
ever stand on the same stage of him.
She was pathetic.
Slamming her hand on the ground Kenna let the rest of her body sink to the ground and she cried her heart out. Her heart ached to the point she wanted someone to rip it out of her chest just to relieve the pain and her head started to ache from the crying. She began to cry so hard that her breaths came out in short gasps and it was becoming hard to breath. Immediately she ripped off her shirt and threw it across the room. Kenna raked her hands through her hair and tightened her grip feeling the pressure as she herself threatened to rip her own hair out. She. Couldn't. Do.
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[fieldbox=Maxon Atlas Odair, #150567, solid]
Lips turning down into a small pout Maxon gave a small puppy look to
Brea but of course he knew she wasn't going to give in. Just like her he would be absolutely mortified if someone had told her
everything he said about her. He would probably even hide under the covers for years upon years. He would even miss the war if
Brea found out how much he talked about her and everything he said. There were even many that had told him he was whipped to which they quickly took it back afraid he was going to hurt them but they were right. His girlfriend never really asked him to do much but he believed he was pretty whip and in all honesty Maxon didn't even mind. He would do anything to make
and see
Brea happy. That was basically his new secret mission; making her happy.
Making his way through the halls Maxon stayed silent even when
Terra had started up a conversation. He could put on a show if he wanted but Maxon never really knew how to deal with girls. His father had taught him the basics when he was younger but whenever
Finnick tried to go further in depth on how to woe a lady Maxon always tuned him out. It just never interested him to pay attention. That would explain why he was so awkward with
Brea, not that she seemed to really mind. She tended to be just as awkward. Besides sometimes listening was better than engaging in conversation, that's how Maxon learned a lot of the information he had; he listened.
Feeling a weight on his shoulder Maxon was drawn out of his thoughts and he glanced over at
Brea, carefully moving to place his hand on hers and making sure she regained her balance. Wouldn't want his precious to fall and slam her face into the ground.
"They're having a hard time finding a good entrance point." Maxon piped up.
"Inside help has been a bit...complicated. The male gave a shrug of his shoulders and then faded back into the background once more.
When they came upon the closet Maxon waited patiently and quirked an eyebrow when the girls left the front for him. Giving a shake of his head and letting out a tsking noise he feigned mock hurt.
"I'm hurt. Leaving me with the front. How terrible of you two." He gave another sad shake of his head and grabbed the front anyway. Drama King.
"Ready." He had confirmed and with that they started to take the motor to where
Terra needed it. As they walked Maxon had hummed part of the lullaby that
Brea had sung to him previously, lost in his own little world.
When they finally dropped the motor off the male flashed
Terra a smile and brushed his hands off.
"Well then, that was a nice little workout." He mused.
"Need help with anything else feel free to ask. I could always do some more lifting." Leave it to Maxon Odair to turn one little task into a way to workout. Weirdo.
"Well it was truly a pleasure to meet you Terra. He told her and glanced at his lovely girlfriend before he steppe closer to the blonde haired female.
"We should get together soon, and you should tell me everything that Brea says about me." He whispered making sure that only
Terra could hear him. When he pulled back he flashed the brunette next to him an innocent smile as if he didn't just request the other female to reveal to him what his girlfriend gushed about.
"Well unless you need anything else Brea and I will be off on our way." As he said that Maxon had slipped his hand into
Brea's and intertwined their fingers together, giving a small squeeze. Giving
Terra one last wave he headed off with the other female and then turned towards her.
"So what would you like to do with the time we have left? He questioned with a faint smile.[/fieldbox]
[fieldbox=Guest Stars; Annabeth and Callaway Yamamoto, purple, solid]
Annabeth could practically hear her brother cursing at her to lie low. Blending in and keeping silent was still a task she had yet to learn to master at the academy, and it was one of the few things she always managed to fail. Unlike her brother who was mister perfect at every single little thing he did.
"You are going to get us killed!" He whispered at her with a deadly look crossing her features. He never used to be like this, he used to be sweeter, let her know if she was doing something wrong without snapping. But ever since he came back from the games he had been on edge about every little thing, snapping at her for the smallest of things and avoiding her ever since that one night.
"Sorry." She whispered as she shrunk back and tried to avoid getting caught. Sadly luck wasn't on their side.
"You have exactly three seconds to come out and surrender." Kyler's voice cut through the silence.
When he began to count Annabeth shot her brother a wide eyed look and watched as he simply held his finger up to his lips and then moved to stand up.
"Careful with that pipe Hadley, someone could get injured." Callaway spoke up as he brushed himself off and held up in his hands in a surrender like pose.
"C'mon, how long you gonna make me stand like this? You know I hate this pose." He said with an annoyed sigh, the smallest of smirks playing on his mouth.
Kyler and him had been through training together and of course they were both victors so they spent time together every once and awhile. Not really enough to be called buddies but semi-friends was good enough. Glancing behind him he nodded his head and watched as
Annabeth carefully stood up with her hands held up as well. Turning his gaze back towards the other male Callaway took a deep breath.
"Before you go all hero, we were sent here by out parents. Been looking for his damn place for days. Callaway had grumbled as he took another careful and cautious step towards the blonde.
"You were about to kill yourself...and then the screen went black." His eyes hardened.
"What the hell did you do Hadley? There was a threatening growl in his voice as Callaway suddenly lunged at
Kyler, knocking the other male off his feet and onto the ground. There was a buzzing in his ear and Callaway could hear a faint voice yelling at him to stop but he couldn't.
Kyler was probably the reason his parents were now probably in trouble, all because he had to fall in love with someone else.
Annabeth stared in horror as her brother lunged at
Kyler and there was a flurry of punches and just...jeez she had to stop this.
"Stop!" She shouted with all her might but her brother wouldn't listen.
"Stop it!" She screamed once more as she raced forward and tried to wrench
Callaway off of
Kyler.
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