you'll be alright, no one can hurt you now

[flagitate]

[ After a hell of a trial, Katniss needs to focus her energy into something. So, the afterparty it is. Since she's not good at this kind of stuff, she's had some help. She'll pass out invitations to anyone she passes by, or she'll slip them under the door. ]



[ There is some food set up, but it's very much in sealed containers. Cookies, specifically, along with anything else she could scrounge up. There are very tightly sealed bottles of drinks, too. After that whole thing, she figures it'd be best to tread with caution. She won't blame anyone who brings their own food, of course.

There are fixings for smoothies, just in case someone's feeling it. Katniss has set up a couple of blenders around the game room. There's also some surf 'n' turf food, to honor Mack, too.

There are some decorations--courtesy of the guys, of course, because how the heck do you decorate for anything. ]

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sewing

[flagitate]

Hey, Ferid.

[ ... It's weird, but the tension between them has abated a little? Huh. She's still wary of the guy, but. ]

You didn't hit your head, did you?

[seventhprogenitor]

No, thankfully. Nothing but my pride has been wounded today.

[His smile's humorous though, eyes flicking up to her and then back down to his project.]

I think you did very well today, Katniss. You're a wonderful spitfire when pointed in the right direction.

[flagitate]

Good.

[ It's still weird to be complimented by Ferid. ]

Yeah. A lot of people are saying that.

[ Which is... odd. You'd think after being the face of a rebellion and so many people's hope, she'd get used to it. ]

[seventhprogenitor]

Of course they are~. You, Aligula, and Mahiru have been our brilliant stars when it comes to pushing others until they break. We men are simply useless.

[standing there looking pretty... and ugly... listen their scale is majorly fucked towards one side or the other, there's no inbetweens.]

Are you not used to it?

[flagitate]

I hope all the girls don't die, then. You'd be hopeless otherwise.

[ She watches him sew for a while. ]

Not really. I heard it a lot back home, but it doesn't ever feel real.

[seventhprogenitor]

[michelle the last time our characters had a discussion like this you were slated to die]

It's odd, isn't it. Being someone who changes her surroundings so much. [...] What did you hear it for back home?

[flagitate]

[ never trust me again peace. does it mean something? we don't know ]

Being the face of a rebellion, mostly. [ Her expression flickers. ] A lot of people died for that, though. Because of my spirit.

[ Because she survived the games twice and become a symbol. ]

[seventhprogenitor]

[fool me once shame on you fool me twice shame on me]

They supported a cause they thought was right, and people tend to not mind dying so long as they think it wasn't in vain. If you've succeeded, then you've honored their wishes and their beliefs. Their own spirits that were brave enough to try, that were inspired by you.

[... Many wars are that way, for humans, and Ferid wonders if their situation could foster something like that. It's every person for themselves, after all.]

It isn't unusual, back home, but I think it's different being the one in that spotlight.

[flagitate]

[ She knows he's right, on principle. But those people... they had families and loved ones. Children. Lives that they deserved to live. Katniss can't wrap her head around that. ]

They were brave. [ Finnick. Boggs. Cinna. Jackson. ] If they hadn't died, they'd be alive. [ ... But as she says that, she looks conflicted. If they hadn't died, would they be any better off? If she hadn't done the things she'd done, what would be going on in Panem? More Games. More children dying in cold blood for the Capitol's sick amusement.

... But it's still hard to reconcile. ]

[seventhprogenitor]

If they hadn't died, someone else would have. [...] Maybe even you. Maybe people you hadn't known. But it matters not who dies, but what they die for.

[... Actually.]

That sounds a little harsh, doesn't it~. My apologies.

[flagitate]

[ Katniss is quiet for a little while. He's... right. She knows he is. They'd died to change Panem, to make a difference. In the end... had their sacrifices meant something? Anything?

Signs point to yes, Katniss thinks, as she thinks on her memories. ]

No. It's okay. It's true--they died for a lot. And it was worth it, I guess.

[ No more Games. No more Snow. No more Coin. ]