15th Throw - [ written ]

[shenevermisses]

[It's a question that's been on Clove's mind.

Okay, she's had a lot of questions lately. Valentine's Day and that whole week... It wasn't unkind, but it made her think too much. There were too many uncertainies. The ones with Cato... She didn't feel like thinking about.

But Katniss. She can talk about some of that.]

What do you all do for a living, where you're from? Or what were you going to do? Does everyone in your area do it?

In Panem... your district says a lot about what your job will be. Not always, but probably. Like me... If I hadn't gone to the Games? I'd probably have been the foreman in a factory. Or an overseer of a quarry.

And what you do... When did you learn to do it? And from who?

Comments

[written]

[shenevermisses]

A Drifter?

[written]

[disastergirl]

That's right.

What, the name isn't fancy enough for you?

[written]

[shenevermisses]

Never heard of it.

[written]

[disastergirl]

I figured you didn't. [All that stuff about districts and games didn't sound like anything from Filgaia, after all.]

I suppose you want to know what a Drifter does, right?

[written]

[shenevermisses]

It doesn't really matter to me.

[The information is interesting, the things she's learning about where other people come from. But not enough to plead with someone who didn't care to explain.]

[written]

[disastergirl]

Well you're no fun.

[...Uh.]

[written]

[shenevermisses]

I don't really like stroking egos.

[If anything, like with Cato, she likes being the sharp kick to bring them down a peg.]

[written]

[disastergirl]

What do egos have to do with it? I have no idea what you're talking about.

[Her? Worry about her ego? Never.]

[written]

[shenevermisses]

Sure you don't.

[Clove might have her own issues with having an ego. But that's a Career mindset.]

[written]

[disastergirl]

It's true! I'd never ever lie about this sort of thing.

[Maybe.]

[written]

[shenevermisses]

Then it must not matter to you that what you do or are or whatever doesn't matter to me.

[written]

[disastergirl]

[Welp, she walked right into that one. Quick Jane, think fast!]

Caring about what a complete stranger thinks of me or what I do is kind of pointless in the first place anyway.

[She was sidestepping the issue somewhat, but it would have to do.]

[written]

[shenevermisses]

Then we're done here, aren't we? Out of mutual disinterest.

[written]

[disastergirl]

Yes, I suppose so. That would be better than trying to force a conversation.