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Thread: The 25th Hunger Games ((Blair&&Lady))

Lucien to glanced at the bottle, even as he poured himself another glass, sipping it even as he started to eat. Over the years, hed grown a tolerance for the alcohol, he was no longer the teen that had snuck small drinks with her brother and gotten drunk, but he really was a functioning alcoholic, to the point that unless you watched him drink it, you wouldnt have a sense that he was drunk off his ass. Shrugging absently he sighed. No, it wouldnt be. At least not that hard. But I have no intention of letting you die. I owe your brother that much, to make sure you get home.Lucien said looking annoyed that he was even having to talk her out of just dying in the beginning. If he could get her past the cornucopia, then there was a chance that he really could pull it off. And her talent with knives just made that easier. If she could not have to get close up and personal, it would be easier to keep her from getting killed right away. Good. Id rather have knife throwing then sword fighting.he said looking at her, tilting his head slightly. And well work on getting you to use a bow. Youre to small to get up close and personal if you can avoid it.Lucien said looking her over before letting out a bitter laugh at her words.Cassandra, youre delusional if you actually think hed ever recover from losing you. He smiled a little, though it was bitter, so much bitterness that it wasnt any surprise really that he drank to dull the edge. Theyre not friends, more like were all victims of the same attacker. He mused, knowing she wouldnt understand what was waiting for a victor on the other side, that even after you won, got the money, the house, the famethere was a high price for it. A price that no one but the people rich enough to pay for the victors knew. Was it any wonder that the victors were so bitter drunks, when behind closed doors they were just paid whores, sold off to the highest bidder?
Thread: The 25th Hunger Games ((Blair&&Lady))

Cassie glanced up at him, watching him drink even more. By now, she would have been drunk off her ass. It truly scared her to see how much he could drink and how little it effected him on the outside... What had happened to him? Back in the day, he was such a charming and fun-loving guy. Now he was a man who looked absolutely miserable and bitter. You don't owe my brother anything, Cassie whispered, sitting down the plate of food. All of the sudden, she had no appetite. The thought of what had happened a few years ago - when Lucien took Travis' place in the Games - made her feel sick. Because as courageous and loyal as it was, she still remembered it being the last day she saw him... And that hurt. I'm no good with a bow, she argued, standing up. She needed to move around in order not to get sick... Her eyes looked out the window, watching the district scenery pass them by as they neared the Capitol. And... he'd recover if he had to. Reaching up, she placed her hands on the cool glass of the window and let out a sigh. This was not how I was expecting to spend my birthday, she grumbled, but it was a half-hearted statement. After all, it's not like her 19th birthday was going to be special any way. At least now, she'd get to have a nice meal....
Thread: The 25th Hunger Games ((Blair&&Lady))

I owe him for giving me a home, when even my own mother turned me out.Lucien said his eyes flicking up to look at her face, looking annoyed. Because it was only part of the truth of why he was fighting so hard to get her to live, had taken travis spot in the arena. But the true reasons were so skewered by his mothers hatred of him, that he wasnt about to tell them, because he didnt want their pity. And it was why he had been avoiding her and travis for so long, because he couldnt stand to see the feelings that his volunteering had probably brought about. And even more so, because of what happened after. Hed kill himself before he let them know about the victor whores. No, not now your not. But I have time to teach you. I was always good with it, even if I was better at swords.Lucien said watching her for a moment before getting up himself, moving to the window to look out, swallowing compulsively, resisting the urge to throw up all over their shoes. Not so much because he was facing another games after 7 years of training the children, but because he knew what was waiting him, personally, the moment the victors stepped into the city. I dont think anyone expects to spend their birthdays in here.He said after a moment, having no idea how to answer that, feeling awkward and out of sorts for the first time in years. I spent my 18th birthday in the arena.He shrugged before sighing softly, smiling as he saw the crowds lining the train passages, even this far out from the center of the city, everyone had turned out to see them arrive. And he smiled at them, and in that moment, he was once again the charming, fun loving teen she remembered, slipping so easily into the role, that if you didn't know it was faked, you'd never question it. A true chameleon, he'd learned early that he couldn't let the capitol know what he really thought of them.
Thread: The 25th Hunger Games ((Blair&&Lady))

Cassie glanced over at him, feeling him so close as they looked out the window together. When they approached the crowds, she gave them a wry smile and held her hand up in a half-hearted wave. She remembered his birthday all those years ago, and how heart broken her and her brother were at the idea of watching him fight that day. In fact, she had planned to bake him a cake... That, of course, didn't work out. It's been that long, hasn't it? Seven years? She bit her lip. The last time she saw him, she was twelve, and that baffled her. Once the train made it to their planned destination, Cassie ran a hand through her hair and made an effort to straighten out her old yellow sundress she had on. With shaky hands, she fumbled with the ribbon that was tied around her waist, then turned to look at the opening door. In walked the District Four escort, Theta Rudolphine, a voluptuous beauty with long, dark blue hair. She was a gorgeous woman, which made her rather snobby attitude even harder to handle. As soon as she walked in the room, Cassie felt self conscious about her own homely appearance. Lucien? Theta said, looking up from the clipboard she was holding, We need her clean and at dinner in the ball room in an hour. The stylists will take care of hair and... other things. She wrinkled her nose a bit. The boy is having a hard time calming down, so I am going to have my hands full. You will take care in showing our other tribute to her room? She raised her eyebrows, looking between Cassandra and Lucien.
Thread: The 25th Hunger Games ((Blair&&Lady))

Lucien nodded a little, It has. Of course, Ill be celebrating my 26th watching you start your game, but we cant all have the birthdays that capitol people have.He muttered even as he smiled out the window, knowing that even after all these years of hard drinking, he was still beautiful, still had that edge that had seduced so many of the women the first time hed stepped out of the arena. 6 years of sending off more tributes. I would for once, to like to see one of them come home.he muttered staring out of the window. In the six years hed trained the tributes, hed always gotten them so close to the end, only to have something happen, losing both his chance to bring one of the children home, and a little more of himself. Turning his head a little he sighed quietly as he saw theta. It wasnt that he didnt like her, she just wasto snobby and disapproving of his drinking for him to be glad to see her. Bearing his teeth in a slight snarl that could almost be called a smile Lucien nodded. I am sure I am perfectly capable of handling a woman.he said the leer in his voice, teasing even as he raised his eyebrows. Watching straight laced Theta get in his face over his sexual habits amused him. Because even if he was forced to play the part of the whore, hed taken it to heart, and everyone, even the people at home were aware of just how much hed becomea whore. Even if they werent aware of how the president was profiting from his sexual exploits. Cassandra, this is Theta. Ignore her, shes very annoying, and annoyingly sober all the time. Very boring.Lucien stage whispered at Cassie, trying to get a laugh even as he moved towards the door as the train stopped.
Thread: The 25th Hunger Games ((Blair&&Lady))

Cassie smirked through her fear at his words, nodding carefully as she watched Theta roll her eyes. You should watch your P's and Q's, Lucien, she said with a frustrated tone. And if I were you, I'd keep your hands to yourself. She gave him an accusing look, and when Cassandra finally caught up to the conversation, she blushed. After all, you wouldn't want to give your tribute an unfair disadvantage, would you? If even a hint of a romance got out to the public, the game makers would run with it. The girl would be a goner for sure, if only for the dramatics. She shrugged nonchalantly and looked down at her clipboard. Just take care of business. With a turn on her heel, Theta left the room as quickly as she had entered it. Cassandra took a deep breath in order not look as embarrassed as she did. Because, believe it or not, she was absolutely aware of how handsome he was. Hell, she knew he was handsome back when she was a little girl... Now, however, it seemed so much more obvious. So, she said, turning back to him once they were alone again. Her expression as very serious, and despite the fear in her eyes, she looked as if she could not be wavered on her decision. I'll play their games, and I'll wear fancy dresses and act as if I'm honored to be here. If you want, I'll even act as if I'm going to try... But I'm not telling you that I'm not going to go through with my plan, because if I did, I'm afraid I'd be lying.
Thread: The 25th Hunger Games ((Blair&&Lady))

Why watch my ps and qs, theta, when there are better things to be watching?He said nearly leering, looking for once, his age. Smirking a little before shrugging. My tributes always seem to have a unfair disadvantage. Me liking her, cant be much worse.he said looking amused as he watched her go before sighing softly. Looking down at Cassie as she spoke he made a face.Fine. Then Ill be just as brutally honest with you, and tell you your ass looks amazing.he said playing for a laugh even as he ducked out of the train, after every intention of harassing into living. Moving through the crowd he played them as easily as a master violinist, even though he let the crowd reach for him and yell, he was careful to not let them touch, and more then that, he was playing the show stopping beautiful whore to keep their attention on him more then Cassandra. Having every intention of,for the moment, making sure that she had time to find her bearings again. Smiling a little as they reached the tower, he bowed to her as he pushed open the door.Come along, lady Cassandra, let me show you to your tower. After all, all princesses get towers dont they?he said a smile dimpling his cheek, a charming knight in armor. But if he was any knight, it was a knight in bloodsoaked armor, rusting and broken, but his honor intact. Once they were in the silence of the rooms he showed her into the suite, even if he wasnt openly searching for the alcohol, his eyes still moved towards the bar.
Thread: The 25th Hunger Games ((Blair&&Lady))

Cassie walked into her suite, a bit taken back from the beautiful room. It was gorgeous and modern... But if one were to look close enough, it was drowning in the blood of past tributes. The thought that girls who had died in the arena had once slept there gave Cassie visible chills. After snapping out of her daze, she glanced over at Lucien with knitted eyebrows. It was odd to see him now - charming and seductive. She was no idiot, and she knew that he ran the show when it came to all the women of the Capitol. The idea, of course, left her mourning the Lucien she knew six years ago. While he had always been charming and handsome, he had once been an innocent soul. His heart was as beautiful as his eyes, she remembered, and he was the most kind person who had ever graced her presence as a child. She had always known in her youth that if something happened to her brother, she always had Lucien... but not now. Not since he left on the train six years ago. Watching him now was like watching someone from behind a glass wall. She could see him and watch him and hear him, but she couldn't feel him. It made her fear that his soul had gone cold like the rest of the capitol. Some tower, she said, breaking the silence after a minute, But I am no princess... Not since I was, like, nine. She gave him a smirk, remembering those times that he being a teenager in his prime didn't mind taking the time to attend a tea party or two. She moved over to the bed and sat down, hoping that her head would stop spinning in time for her to go to the stylists in a few minutes. Go ahead - drink. Why would I care? In fact, make me a drink, because I'd much rather be drunk off my ass right now than sober...
Thread: The 25th Hunger Games ((Blair&&Lady))

Lucien tilted his head a little, for a moment watching her look around the room, raising a hand he rubbed at the back of his neck. Like her, he knew this tower prison was drowning in the blood of past tributes, and even worse, of the girl he had killed so he could go home. While it had been a mercy killing, as her leg had grown infected, he had still killed the other tribute from his district the year he won. So here, while it was a concept for her, it was a memory for him to be back in this room. I havent had tea that good since. Nothing quite tastes the same.He teased a little, for a moment, the teenager he had been showing through, he wasnt completely lost, there was some hope for the teen he had once been, but the man was so bitter and twisted by the things hed been asked to do, that he could barely find that part of himself anymore. The fact that he still felt wretched, felt the need to save Cassie for Travis, for himself, made him,for the first time in years, feel hope that he hadnt totally lost himself. Moving to the bar he poured himself a whiskey on the rocks before mixing her a martini and sliding it over to her. Because most of my tributes do. Think I cant function drunk, and help them win. Maybe theyre right.I havent sent anyone home after all.Lucien said staring down at his glass before raising his glass and sipping it, carefully avoiding her eyes as he stared out the windows. Glad for once, that the floor to ceiling windows overlooked capital, letting the bright lights distract him from the emotional gutting he was putting himself through in dealing with Cassie.
Thread: The 25th Hunger Games ((Blair&&Lady))

Cassie smiled a little as he teased her about the tea, and for a moment, she looked like the sweet girl she had once been. The girl that was not yet damaged by the society around her. You were always good to me, she whispered sadly, taking a sip of the stout martini he has made her. Within a few minutes, she was a bit tipsy and feeling a little better. It was easy to see how he hadn't been able to take his hands off the whiskey bottle over the past six years... It drowned out the sadness. At his words, she frowned, because as strongly as she felt about not prolonging her imminent death, she also felt a bit of guilt for letting him down. Because oddly enough, she had not taken his feelings into consideration. Maybe seeing her off herself would kill some sort of hope he had. Stupid hope, of course, but hope nonetheless. However, she had no intentions of getting him excited about her trying in the arena. At the moment, she still could not see herself leaving the cornucopia. You haven't ever had a tribute that had a chance, she sighed, We all knew that. I'm the first tribute since you that had been on the higher end of the age scale... As far as the bow training, don't get your hopes up. I'm not good with the arrows. She smirked a bit. But, for the record, I've gotten a lot better with my knives since I was twelve. She shrugged a bit, then went back to downing the rest of her drink. A few minutes later, the stylists were practically beating down the door, and she was whisked away to get her makeover. An hour later, Cassie came down to the entry way of the ball room looking like a brand new girl. In fact, it was clear that she was the prettiest girl there... Her hair had been died dark to keep her apart from the many blondes in the competition, bringing out her bright blue eyes and giving her a little more sex appeal. She no longer looked the part of a homely, weak girl... Something about the way the dark hair framed her face features made her look stronger... Walking across the floor in the royal blue, figure hugging dress that the stylists put her in, she came up behind where Lucien was standing and hesitantly tapped his shoulder. She didn't feel different, but it was clear that she did not look like the little girl he left at home six years ago.
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Lucien startled under her hand, throwing himself forward from where he had been sitting on the couch, hitting the ground on all fours, before scampering to his feet, twisting to look at her. Panting slightly as he took in the appearance of the woman and his surroundings. It was obvious that she had startled the man badly, having been napping mostly. The glazed look was the worst, the look that said he wasnt quite there yet. And Lucien, whod gotten good with hand to hand combat, wasnt a man you wanted to startle to badly. Cassandra?he said after a moment, his eyes filling withfor lack of a better word, life. The force of that personality was back. Whatoh.He said sounding tiredly confused as he took in her appearance before tilting his head a little.Well. You look different from the child I knew.He said, sounding a little sad at the idea though. Sad that he knew the child he knew, even if she survived the arena, that child and her innocence was forever gone.
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With dark hair Cassie looked a bit self-conscious at his words, reaching up to tuck some hair behind her ear. It was enough that he jumped like she had stabbed him, but for some reason, it made her feel insecure to not have a better reaction from him. Among the fear and everything, she honestly thought that her little makeover might bring out the side of Lucien she had always fantasized about as a growing teen. After all, she had the biggest crush on him through out her childhood, as silly as it was. I... Is that bad? she asked, tilting her head to the side. I'm not a child anymore, you know. She bit her lip and looked around the room, watching as people filed into the room. There was still a few moments before dinner was served, giving them all an awkward few minutes of having to see their competition for the first time. And like she suspected, the careers looked strong and fierce. She didn't stand a chance.
Thread: The 25th Hunger Games ((Blair&&Lady))

Lucien studied her, swallowing hard as he came to terms with what he was seeing. It wasnt bad, it was just different. And while she looked beautiful, he was having problems coming to terms that she was no longer a child to protect, that he might fail protecting her now that she was older, and even if she did win, he realized that he would fail her after. She was beautiful.No, its not bad. And I definitely know that.he said a slight teasing leer to his words, the same teasing he would have done as a teen while gawking at a women he liked. Looking towards the others as they entered the room he moved closer to her, smiling slightly at the other mentors, dipping his head in silent greeting. While most of them werent friends, they were all aware of the silent secret that kept them bound together. Come, lets sit.he said leading her towards a chair, raising his eyebrows as one of the careers tried to take the chair he wanted.Move.He said in deadly seriousness, not about to take any crap from a tribute, even if he felt badly for them, he wasnt above hurting them. Smirking to himself as the kid moved to another seat he nearly jumped out of his skin when Thorne stepped up behind him. While she wasnt from his district, the two mentors had managed to form some kind of bond, one that was born in pain and a shared horror of being the most beloved whores of capital. Still bullying children, Lucien?No wonder no one wants to talk to you.The district 11 mentor smirked a little shaking her head as she slid into a seat next to Cassandra, he own tributes keeping to themselves as they sat down on her other side. Its not bullying them by telling them to go away.Lucien said before looking at Cassandra, Don't worry. I'll make sure you stand a chance.he muttered at her looking worried for her, not wanting her to give up before she'd even gotten to the arena.
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Cassandra was a bit distracted by all of the amazing food sitting in front of her. It took a great deal of effort not to plow into the food like a barbarian. She knew that if she didn't at least try to be lady like, she probably wouldn't hear the end of it from Theta... Her stomach growled, and after her plate was sat down in front of her, she began to dig into the roasted duck and potatoes. It seemed that they were not wasting time in trying to fatten up the skinny tributes, but Cassie wasn't complaining. After all, it was probably the best thing she had ever eaten. Theta, who was sitting across the table from Lucien, leaned over and nodded toward the ball room. Drinks will be served, and I believe music will be played, she whispered, Try to make her look graceful, will you? Her make over was promising, and if anything, I think we could play the pretty girl card. She shrugged, then leaned back in her chair as one of the waiters brought in their dessert. Of course, the pretty girl card was a dangerous card. If people were sponsoring Cassie because of her beauty, it only meant that they were hoping to get a piece of her when or if she got out of the arena. Cassie looked over at Lucien with more fear in her eyes than when she had been reaped. I can't dance, she whispered, shaking her head, Don't make me dance. Theta took a bite of her pudding and rolled her eyes. Try not to sound so uptight. That isn't going to win you any points, I'm afraid. Have a glass of champagne. She nodded to a tray of champagne that was going around, noting that most of the tributes and mentors were starting to file into the ballroom.