Oooh. [ she figured he'd ask, eventually. part of her hates telling people about home because some people take it really rough. it's shitty to upset people with things about her life that she'd just accepted. ] Okay. Fair's fair.
When I was a kid - eight - my parents sent my brother and me to a special training school. That's where I learned to fight, among other things. After a decade of training, I volunteered to represent our district in the Games. The Games are an annual event where all twelve districts offer a boy and a girl as tribute. Twenty-four kids, somewhere between 12 and 18. All the tributes are put an arena, and they stay there until one is left alive.
[ she pauses to let him absorb that for a moment. ] I won. I didn't kill all of them, but I killed some of them. There was this boy, he was from Six. I think he was 17. He was big, and I was afraid of him. He fell off the raft and he couldn't swim. I held him under the swampy water until he stopped moving.
[ Cashmere sighs, and takes another drink. she feels guilty about all that now, even though she knows he would have tried to kill her the first chance he got. ] After I won, I trained kids from my district to compete, and went with them to the Capitol when it was their turn. Most of them didn't come home. [ she feels guiltier about that. ]
[ she looks at him, expectantly. what else can she say? ] It's just how things are at home.
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When I was a kid - eight - my parents sent my brother and me to a special training school. That's where I learned to fight, among other things. After a decade of training, I volunteered to represent our district in the Games. The Games are an annual event where all twelve districts offer a boy and a girl as tribute. Twenty-four kids, somewhere between 12 and 18. All the tributes are put an arena, and they stay there until one is left alive.
[ she pauses to let him absorb that for a moment. ] I won. I didn't kill all of them, but I killed some of them. There was this boy, he was from Six. I think he was 17. He was big, and I was afraid of him. He fell off the raft and he couldn't swim. I held him under the swampy water until he stopped moving.
[ Cashmere sighs, and takes another drink. she feels guilty about all that now, even though she knows he would have tried to kill her the first chance he got. ] After I won, I trained kids from my district to compete, and went with them to the Capitol when it was their turn. Most of them didn't come home. [ she feels guiltier about that. ]
[ she looks at him, expectantly. what else can she say? ] It's just how things are at home.