Anakin's office [early Monday morning, before classes]

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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.]

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Re: Katniss

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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.