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Anakin Skywalker ([personal profile] sith_happened) wrote2011-05-29 09:01 pm
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Anakin's office [early Monday morning, before classes]

Anakin, who had been running on the power of coffee for the last week, hadn't stopped watching the Games since the last shipment of bread had been delivered. There had been interviews with the survivors' families: Anakin was looking only to see Katniss's sister and to check that she still had all of her fingers attached.

He rubbed at his eyes blearily as the games began again, steeling himself for another day of devious, horrifying death. They were down to eight. Things were going to get even uglier.

[OOC: Up suuuuper early for the Hunger Games crew. NFB for character death.]

Re: Katniss

[identity profile] wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com 2011-05-30 02:34 am (UTC)(link)
Wesley watched, every nerve in his body on edge as he held his breath and waited for what would happen. And he saw it.

And everything came crashing down.
Edited 2011-05-30 02:37 (UTC)

Re: Katniss

[identity profile] kestrelswolf.livejournal.com 2011-05-30 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
It started as a low, rumbling growl in Blind Seer's throat as they showed Katniss's body, silent and still. When they started to airlift her out, he threw back his head and let out a howl of mourning.

Firekeeper, on the other hand, was silent, her fists clenched in Blind Seer's fur as she watched.
glacial_queen: (On the floor looking up)

Re: Katniss

[personal profile] glacial_queen 2011-05-30 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
Even expecting it, even waiting for it, the suddenness of Katniss's death felt like a sucker punch in Karla's gut. All the wind was knocked out of her and she doubled over. There was pain, yes, and Karla wasn't sure if it was emotional or physical or both.

For a moment, there were no tears, just the dry burn in her eyes as she struggled to catch her breath.

An inhalation, like a drowning victim on land, loud and gasping.

And then an exhale. And with that, came tears.

Re: Katniss

[identity profile] trickydemigod.livejournal.com 2011-05-30 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
Luke had known this was coming for months now. He had been pretty well prepared for it, so there weren't any tears or emotional outbursts. Still, when he actually saw her body being raised up Luke couldn't help but wince and close his eyes.

He wasn't the type to pray anymore, but he did hope to himself that she found her way to Elysium safely and hoped to see her there at some point. Luke would focus his feelings towards Katniss and her situation to his own rebellion at home. He thought she would have appreciated that.
solo_sword: (oh noes)

Re: Katniss

[personal profile] solo_sword 2011-05-30 04:27 am (UTC)(link)
For a moment, it was like Jaina didn't understand what had happened. She was so used to feeling life blink out when someone died that she completely illogically expected it to happen here. And then Katniss didn't get up, and there was a moment of ...Oh.

It'd been a while since she'd had that numb feeling that came with this sort of thing. Dimly she thought that her other standard reaction of trying to kill someone was easier to deal with.

Re: Katniss

[identity profile] ancientbschamp.livejournal.com 2011-05-30 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
Through all the carnage, all the violence, Gabrielle had steadfastly refused to let herself look away. She'd been holding out a tendril of hope as fine as that wire of Beetee's that somehow, despite the Gamemakers' rules and the odds, Katniss would make it through. That these Games wouldn't end the way they were intended to end.

But when the hovercraft came to take Katniss away like it had every time a tribute had fallen and the cannons had fired, she had to turn away and let her eyes fall closed.

Just for a moment -- just long enough to blink the tears away where they wouldn't fall on her parchment, her lips moving silently in a rare prayer that the gods would look kindly on her friend.

Just a moment, though. Her work wasn't close to done yet.
wwiii: (Shadows - Worried)

Re: Katniss

[personal profile] wwiii 2011-05-30 10:36 am (UTC)(link)
He knew this was coming. Warren knew this was coming. He'd been waiting for it for days, something like that very image on the screen. And it still felt as though somebody had pulled the carpet out from underfoot.

He couldn't look away. His hands were clenched into tight fists and his shoulders were shaking and he felt dizzy, and he couldn't look away.

He'd known this was coming.
therewaslife: (↓ | devastation)

Re: Katniss

[personal profile] therewaslife 2011-05-30 12:53 pm (UTC)(link)
It was awful to watch when it happened. Bod felt like his breath had been grabbed from him but he couldn't look away. He kept hoping for a miracle, kept hoping that something would happen to make the screen change to something better.

It didn't. He rubbed his dry eyes and wondered if that would change. He focused on breathing and mentally said a few words to hopefully help a safe passing to the afterlife.
atreideslioness: (water to the dead)

Re: Katniss

[personal profile] atreideslioness 2011-05-30 04:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Ghanima bowed her head for a moment, and then lifted her face to begin - quietly - the funeral ceremony for one killed in open combat.

"Ima trava okolo! I korenja okolo..."

These are ashes, indeed.
bigdamnprincipal: (i am wary)

Re: Katniss

[personal profile] bigdamnprincipal 2011-05-30 04:45 pm (UTC)(link)
It was amazing how optimistic the students made Zoe feel on a regular basis. She'd honestly had hope that Katniss would find a way out of this, but when Zoe saw her being lifted away, looking so lifeless, she wasn't sure there was any hope left. She wasn't going to allow herself to cry though, not in front of the students. Being strong seemed like the best thing she could do for them now

Re: Katniss

[identity profile] glasses-justice.livejournal.com 2011-05-30 10:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Alex saw the lifeless body lifted, and felt as if someone was twisting a knife in her stomach. She looked so young. She had been forceful, determined in life, and now she was just a child, lying still in the claw of some horrible machine.

Alex told herself sternly that she had seen dead children before, and allowed herself one full moment to close her eyes and will the tears in her eyes not to fall. She inhaled through her nose and exhaled through her mouth. She heard the soft murmurs of what sounded like rituals around her, and wished she still believed in God, that she might pray.

Maybe one didn't preclude the other.

Good-bye, Katniss. It was an honor.

And then, to dust herself off and take care of the others. She had made a promise.