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She'd done all she could do for her tributes and it hadn't been enough. Just like it hadn't been enough for Benji. Feeling hollow and halfway toward a breakdown she retreated to the library and grabbed some books to occupy her mind. She was just walking out when she nearly walked into someone. "Sorry about that."

#ruleandstarter #ruleandtask

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"Water," Harley muttered the word to herself as she looked out at the cruise and the arena. It was a sea of blue, broken only by the cruise ship. District four was at a great advantage for these games. Her tributes fell swiftly, but she merely stiffened, refusing to let herself mourn them.

Task 015

Reed sat in the viewing room after he had left Bean’s launch room. He anxiously rubbed his hand over his face as he waited to see what arena awaited the tributes although he knew based off Bean’s wetsuit that it was a water arena. Soon a cruise ship in a vast ocean appeared on the screen. ‘Fuck’ he thought to himself. District Eleven was without a doubt at a disadvantage. He watched the camera panned around each tribute’s face as the clock counted down. “May the odds be ever in your favor, Bean.” He said softly as the horn blared.

#reed

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Harley Riddle (pictured with her cats Nosferatu and Isis as well as her dog Matilda)

#lionheart;

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#harley #lionheart; #hair porn

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victor-reed

Reed raised his brows “I think you underestimate my tolerance and self control dear Harley.”

She shook her head. She'd known drunkards her whole life, all the barley used to brew the capitol's beer was grown in nine after all. "Perhaps. I imagine your liver looks like a dried up raisin by this point, dearest Reed."

#reed

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#lionheart; #so pretty

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Cruz all but swallowed his bottom lip, his cheeks rising with suppressed glee. “You know Harper, yes? She won the 97th.”

"I remember the tribute," she said honestly. The 97th was the year she went awol and left the capitol in the middle of the night, her pain settling in her and barely releasing over the next ten years. "But I'm not talking about the woman, I'm talking about the baby."

#cruz

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Electra was having a hard time looking Harley in the eye, and she knew that whilst it wasn’t either of their faults, it wasn’t something that they had done much to rectify either. She was in the same situation she was in with Cruz, the same situation anyone was in when facing the sibling of someone who died in your area: awkward, barely polite. She felt sorry for Harley and Cruz that they had to deal with her, she never made it easy for anyone to warm up to her, she went in guns ablazing and screw the consequences. She was a nightmare to deal with, and she was amazed they still spoke to her. They had to, she supposed. “You don’t need to tell me that, Harley. I know. I was here.”

"No you weren't. Not for even half of it. And neither was I." She pulled herself up so that she was sitting on the ledge of the ring, her toes just barely skimming the ground. She could feel the weight of Benjamin's death between them, but it was hard to acknowledge even now. She'd always felt responsible for her siblings and the family that had chosen her. Her brother’s death was her biggest failure. "I've got a big debt that needs some repaying."

#electra

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Reed held up his flask “If this counts then yeah, I’ve eaten a lot today.”

"Well just make sure you don't pass out anywhere near my floor," she told him. "I'm not dealing with drunkards at two in the morning."

#reed

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“Of course I do,” he defended hastily. “Regardless of its flaws, Six will always be home. Eleven is simply…where a piece of me now exists as well.”

She grinned then. He had the look of a father about him suddenly, with the utter devotion written all over his face. "Looks like someone is in love. Tell me about her."

#cruz #definitely

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Reed shrugged “I wouldn’t waste your energy.” He noticed Harley eyeing his flask. “Want some?” He extended the flask out towards her.

She shook her head, deciding not to comment on the man's response. In her district, nothing was ever wasted. "Have you eaten today, Reed?"

#reed

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“One of them will come out alive, don’t worry.”

Harley sighed. She'd forgotten how psychotic capitolite were when they talked about the games. "Ah, good to know somethings never change with you people."

#dia

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Kathryn went for a third piece of pizza, back home she often when stuff herself anytime there was extra food offered to her since she doesn’t always know when her next meal would come. “What’s your name?” She asked after swallowing down a bite.

"Harley." She looked down at her paperwork, staring hard at the name of one of her tributes. "Where's your mentor or escort Kathryn?"

#kathryn

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victor-reed

Reed shook his head no as he took a seat next to Harley. He pulled out a flask from his pant’s waistband and took a drink. He looked over the paper spread across the table “Looks like someone is really putting effort into this.”

"Should I not be?" she questioned, eyeing the man's flask.

#reed

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"No," Harley said honestly. "I'm more concerned about the tributes actually."

“I’m like, so curious about the Arena this year. Aren’t you?”

#dia

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She'd been crouched over her tribute, teaching them how to set a trap with only a rope and a net when she heard the girl. "Congratulations. Now tell me, what happens if you don't have wood?"

Bean stared down at the instructions in front of her, she then picked up everything she needed to build a fire and got to work. She piled her tinder in the center and then set up the kindling around it. She then used some string to tie two sticks together, got a fire board and started to spin it like a mad woman in hopes to start a flame. After a few moments it started to smoke “Eureka! Damn I’m smart.” She didn’t notice anyone standing behind her as she continued to work.

#bean

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save-kathryn

Kathryn’s eyes went wide at the women telling her she could have as much as she would like. “A-Are you sure?” She asked but reached for a second piece of pizza.

"Positive." She circled a few sponsor names on her list, ones that were familiar and might be willing to throw some cash at an underdog.

#kathryn