District 5 Train

The luxury of the speeding train awaits the tributes...

Marcelina was always familiar with how much of a life of luxury the Capitol citizens lived, though she never expected to get a taste of it herself, even if it would be for the last few days of her life.
she suspected that this was the tip of the iceberg; as this wasn't even The Capitol. everything was fancy though...

"I wonder if their names are this fancy." she mused, not really taking a direction with her walk; just ambling along "maybe The Capitol has a name... like, like... Big Huge Nice Capitol City."

she paused. "hell the kind of irony that would be. all this just to kill a handful of kids... some people really have too much time on their hands."
she was obviously still a bit bitter by knowing that she was going to probably die, but it didn't stop her from making a few witty quips as was customary for her.

soon enough, she decided to sit down and wait for someone to show up; she wasn't sure where her male counterpart had gone, or where her mentor(s?) were. all she knew was that it was a long way to the top... of the Capitol, in this case.

Marcelina decided that now as as good as ever to kick back and get comfortable. she grabbed the nearest food and drink from the table, and flopped back into a chair, bringing one hand to her mouth. whatever she was eating tasted good, and whatever she had just taken a swig of wasn't half bad. she wasn't really paying attention, mostly because she was focusing on the girl who was now in front of her, who couldn't be more than a year or two older than her.

"Marcelina." she replied, "Mar, Marci, take your pick."
she leaned back. "so I'm all ears. any advice you'd like to share?"
she wasn't intending to be rude; she was just short and to-the-point. her words were sincere, even if there wasn't much variation in her tone of voice.

"I frankly don't care if we do it together or separately." she shrugged. as she did with everything, she was going to take this girl's words with a grain of salt; she wasn't about to blindly accept everything Rhea said as fact either. "killing people; worrying about death, or the deaths of others... shouldn't be an issue ether."

her family was used to it, and so at this point it didn't faze her. she was ready to kill; win; live by any means necessary. everyone else... would have to die by any means necessary.

"I suppose that's my biggest question." she piped up after the speech, "what sort of things sell to the capitol citizens... if it's that important, I s'pose I should start whittling down my options?"
frankly, it seemed that this victor didn't exactly approve of her style, but she wasn't here to gain approval. she wasn't about to make an enemy either if she didn't have to, but she was going to take her mother's old advice about not worrying what others thought. she was here to play their game and get out.

Marcelina listened attentively. dying wasn't exactly something she hoped to do, even though she knew that her odds would likely be slim. so that was it? sucking up to the Capitol? playing their little game...

well, it made sense when she thought about it. To the Capitol, these were games. To any others, it was probably more elike... Hunger but Actually Death Tournament "Games"... to Marcelina Kovac of District 5, they were The Death Tournaments where people died.
well, that stunk, now that she thought about it. but... oping and groping about it was not going to get her anywhere. what she needed was to stick to her mantra. "any means necessary". she was willing to do anything, even if it meant dancing naked under the moonlight. she suddenly wanted to know as much as possible, and wanted to know it now.

if you want my opinion, I'd love to hear the walkthrough in the order things happen." She replied, "I want to know anything and everything you're willing to share."
a little brown-nosing couldn't hurt too much. she was being honest though. expressing herself was always difficult for her, and so she was not sure how her mentor would take it. hopefully she'd understand that all Marcelina wanted was to learn of what was in store for her in what could very well be the final weeks of her life.

Marcelina shrugged. she had called it her opinion in case Henry had something else in mind, but, at the same time, she got what she wanted, so... why complain?

she quietly calculated everything she heard. training scores didn't matter; learning new things would probably be beneficial; there was no real telling who would win.

"so my skillset aside," she remarked after Rhea had left the conversation open for questions, "how did *you* win?"
most of it seemed pretty simple, especially because to Marcelina, it all boiled down to "kill or be killed; win by any means necessary". this was more of a curious question.

Marcelina nodded, taking this in as she had taken the rest of it in.
"I know I'm not exactly a woman of eloquence..." she confessed, "but... thanks."
it wasn't like her mentor's words had secured her safety, but then again, she gave a simple expression of gratitude for what had been given her; she was sincere about it. she just didn't have much else to say about it. besides, these trains were so fast that they were probably almost there by now. District 5 wasn't as far from the Capitol as some of the other districts, anyways.

Marcelina nodded. "fair enough," she actually cracked a smile. "still... it's good to know that someone hopes I'll come out of this alive."

she nodded at Rhea's second piece of advice. "noted. thanks." she nodded, and then started to survey the lavish food around her. if she was going to die, she wanted to at least get a decent last few days in. she helped herself to some more food, and relaxed, letting the rest of the time pass as they sped towards The Capitol.