1st Throw - [ video/written/action ]

[shenevermisses]

[Her approach today: simple, caution edged with sweetness.

Clove has set her Journal on a table in her apartment for the perfect upper body shot.

The key to her appearance is the word "simple." Her long hair is pulled back into a low ponytail. She has enough make-up on to color her features, but it is light enough that it's only just noticable. Her shirt is pale grey, fitted and sleeveless with a high neck but made of light material.

She gives herself a few seconds before she speaks.]

Hello, everyone. My name is Clove. I've only just arrived, and I'm still getting my bearings.

[Remember to smile. She obeys the advice from her absent mentor.]

I've been sort of a recluse these last few days, and I'm really sorry if you've seen me around the village and I ignored you. This is just a lot to take in all at once.

[This isn't the Games, and there are no sponsors... but in a new, strange place like this, a little good PR can't hurt.]

I look forward to getting to know everyone.

[Off goes the feed.]


[A few minutes later, she writes a short note.]

If you're somehow reading this, Cato: come find me. Tonight at sundown.


[Come sundown, Clove is sitting at her makeshift camp by the western lake.

She's sure Cato isn't here. She'd have heard from him long before now if he was. Still, her message was for him to find her at sundown, so she waits.

Her location has been carved into various trees throughout the forest and village using a signal taught in the Academy to make pack activity easier. If he looks for her, he'll find it.

Of course, anyone out that way will see her waiting for someone who won't come.]

Comments

[Voice]

[fleurdesel]

I suppose you have already read through the guide in the back of the journal, yes?

[Voice]

[shenevermisses]

Yes, ma'am.

A woman named Sally pointed it out to me the day I arrived.

Thank you for making sure, though.

[Voice]

[fleurdesel]

It saves questions and time in the long run. Though more often than not it raises just as many as it answers. [A beat.] You are settling in well enough?

[Voice]

[shenevermisses]

As well as I can, ma'am. Thank you for asking.

[written]

[victorbychance]

I haven't seen him around.

[What? Just being helpful.]

[written]

[shenevermisses]

[...Oh. Joy. Lover Boy, too.

This just gets better and better.

But... Didn't that Guide say other people might see this?

Besides, she doesn't trust that this isn't some sort of Arena or Capitol or something. So. She'll play nice right now.]

Didn't figure he'd be here.

But thanks.

[written - filtered 10%]

[victorbychance]

[He constructs a quick filter--something he's been figuring out on his own pretty quickly.]

I thought you were dead.

[written - filtered 10%]

[shenevermisses]

So did I.

Head bashed in.

[No reason to hide it. She died doing what she was trained to do. There's no shame in that.

...In her last moments, yes. But they're not talking about that.]

voice;

[menial]

Well, you seem to be taking it pretty well, all things considered. A little ignoring people isn't that much in the grand scheme of things.

voice;

[shenevermisses]

There's not really much else to do, is there?

I mean... It's a shock, of course, but after that...

There's no going home from what anyone knows, right? So there's no reason to fuss much.

[Calm, poised, just a little sweet.]

voice;

[menial]

Well, there's more going home than you'd think. But no voluntary going home so far, no.

Anyway, just because you should do things one way doesn't mean they always are.

voice;

[shenevermisses]

Then there's no reason not to be taking it well, is there?

[ video ]

[lunas]

Oh, oh, pick me..! I want to get to know you too!

[ Guess who's happily smiling at the camera and waving wildly.. yup, this overly enthusiastic girl here. ]

[ video ]

[shenevermisses]

[Oh, wow. Talk about a friendly one.]

Hello. [Sweet. Another smile.

"Friendly" always translates into "suspicious," at least with someone around her age, but Clove won't let her know that.

Just in case this place is like the Arena.] It's nice to meet you.

Have you been here long?

[ video ]

[lunas]

[ Usagi won't stop smiling either way. ]

Hmm.. I guess that depends on what you call long? It'll have been one year this summer! But I think there's some people here who have been here way longer!

[ video ]

[shenevermisses]

A year.

[She's heard similar before. This helps confirm it.]

It seems nice enough, having everything provided like this.

[The girl said she wanted to get to know her, and Clove likes knowing names, having some way to identify others.]

What's your name?

[voice]

[rashness]

Hey Clove! ...Yeah this place is pretty disorienting like, don't worry about it.

I'm Rin.

[voice]

[shenevermisses]

It really is.

[Someone else young.

She keeps her smile bright and her tone as easy as it should be.]

But it's not too bad.

[voice]

[rashness]

Yeah I guess it's not as bad as it could be, but if you ask me I'd much rather not be here than be here.

[Voice]

[faithfulflame]

Good afternoon, Clove. My name is Rei, and its nice to make your acquaintance.

Is there anything I can do to make your life here easier? I can show you around town, or help you find anything you are missing. Maybe even read your fortune, if you like.

[She's no Usagi, but she's happy to be helpful, remembering all the kindness she was shown at first.]

[Voice]

[shenevermisses]

[Plenty of young people in this place. Clove isn't sure whether that's a consolation, having always had peers about her, or a threat, from the learned hesitance of the Arena.

Still, she's not going to burn any bridges today. No. Today's about forging alliances.

Just in case.]

Hello, Rei.

That's really sweet of you. Thanks. [Never let it be said a Career isn't gracious.]

I haven't really looked in a lot of the shops or even really looked around where I have been in. It might be really nice to have someone to go with me.

[And... a pause. Because... She's heard of fortune tellers, but that kind of superstition doesn't make it into the Academy in District Two.]

How does it work? ...Reading my fortune, I mean.

[Voice]

[faithfulflame]

[Politely, Rei smiles right back. She's glad to help, and if she's guessed right, this girl is slightly older than her.]

I'd be happy to show you, I can meet you any time today. I'm finished with my chores, and my housemates are all out. Name a time, and I'll meet you in the plaza.

[If Rei could verbally shrug, she would]

Fortune telling? Well, it depends on who's doing it. For me, I take something of yours. A hair, a bit of a finger nail, or a piece of paper with your name on it, then I burn it in offering to the spirits. After that, it depends.

[Voice]

[rutagraveolens]

[Clove. The tribute from District Two. Likes knives. Rue remembers her from the arena and even having heard from Katniss, she's a little scared. They may not have to fight each other here, but Clove is a career and she's dangerous.

But at least talking through the book is safe. And Clove is from Panem.]

Hi.

[A single word, a glimpse in the little picture provided in the journal. Just enough to show she's here, which was more than Rue ever gave in the arena.]

[Voice]

[shenevermisses]

[The girl from 11.

Rue.

Marvel's kill, before District Twelve killed him.]

Hello.

[The girl she'd used to get at District Twelve when she'd had her. The girl that talking about got her killed.

A tribute, though, from the same Games.

Like Lover Boy and District Twelve.]

[Voice]

[rutagraveolens]

[Everyone else may believe Clove is nice, careful, but nice, but Rue knows better. She was at the training sessions, at the arena, watching from the safety of her tree. Rue knows better.

But she won't tell anyone. Maybe it can be different now that they aren't in the arena. Not friends, but maybe they can be allies.]

He's not here. [Cato.]