The Reapings

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The District 6 escort, Amaryllis Jharong, steps up on stage and smiles with blindingly white teeth. She starts speaking in a high pitched voice, "Welcome everyone to the Reapings! Today one young man and woman will be chosen to participate in the 30th Annual Hunger Games!" She steps up to the big bowls containing the names of every child in the district, from 12 to 18. Her hands hover above the bowls for a second, as if deciding something. "Now then, Ladies first!" she says, and reaches into the bowl filled with girls names...

Subject: Re: The Reapings Sun Oct 14, 2012 8:23 am

Jennifer Marie Briggs
District Six

Jennifer didn't really enjoy wearing a dress, no matter what the people thought about her. She hated the dress code for the reaping almost as much as she hated the games in general. The girl from district six wore a white dress, obviously faded from years past. Jett remembered the first year she wore it, and how long it was on her. Now, it almost fit. Then again, people didn't really judge others here. Not when everyone was too busy fearing their life.

After getting her finger pricked, the girl walked over to the other 15 year - olds. No one seemed to be smiling today, and Jett couldn't blame them. She thought about how none of her siblings had gotten picked so far, and she prayed that she would have the same fate. Jennifer looked at the ground, hearing the escort, Amaryllis Jharong, begin to list the names.

Then she heard the lady say, "Jennifer Briggs." Jett felt like swallowing a marble. had she just been called? To die in the games? It took a while for her to register what was going on before her feet began to move. She took her place on the stage, fear glistening in her eyes.

Subject: Re: The Reapings Sun Oct 14, 2012 12:39 pm

Pyrite looked on as the girl walked up to the stage, and tugged at the loose collar of his light blue shirt. He took a deep breath and looked around. There were nowhere near as many boys as girls in his district. He felt a pang of worry shoot through him. What if he was reaped? What would happen to his dad?

He shook the worry out of himself, wiping a bead of sweat from his forehead and standing with the handful of other 15 year old boys. He stood, frozen in place, trying to blot out the words coming out of the escort's mouth. He saw her rustling her hand around in the other glass ball, before whipping out a piece of paper. He shuddered as she opened her mouth to speak, but stopped, unable to move, think or even breathe when she called the name.

"Pyrite Averett! Come on up!"

He saw faces turn to him. Suddenly, insecurity shone through. He shoved his hands in his pockets and tried to hide away. He went with the gentle shoves, sending him in the general direction of the stage. He must have been walking too slowly, as one man started pushing him up with reasonable force. He gulped and stood on the stage. He was strong, fast. He was smart, he could survive. Perhaps. For a while.

He tried to force a smile to the crowd, but could move his face. It remained totally emotionless. He saw his father stood in the crowd, head in his hands, being comforted by some of the other parents. If Pyrite couldn't make it home, he'd be all alone in the world. And suddenly he felt a rush of adrenalin. He could get home. He had to.

Subject: Re: The Reapings Sun Oct 14, 2012 2:45 pm

Jennifer Marie Briggs
District Six

Jett's green eyes skimmed the crowd as she saw Pyrite Averett walking up the steps to the Justice Building's Stage, just like she had only a few minutes before. She recognized him from school, but never really associated with him before. Though, Jennifer's memory could be off, considering she was the type to hang out with boys more often than girls. Amaryllis gave them both fake capitol smiles and instructed them, "Now, come on you two, shake hands!"

Jett looked from the escort to the boy standing to her left. She hesitantly turned and offered her hand for a shake. In the back of her mind, the tribute was thinking if he could be an ally. It would make sense after all, since they were from the same district. yet, she didn't know much about Pyrite. Glancing out into the crowd, she saw the Briggs Family crying. James, Jamie, Jacen, and Jessica, would probably be one sibling less when this was all over, but she couldn't think about that. She had to try and put on a fake smile, like Amaryllis.

The green orbs in her head turned back to Pyrite. She made a promise to herself to talk to him after they left the stage, and talk to him. Jett had to know if she could trust him or not.

Subject: Re: The Reapings Sun Oct 14, 2012 3:37 pm

Pyrite noticed the girl's extended hand and after one last glance at his father, shook it. He bit his lip before eventually remembering her name.

"Jennifer, right?" he asked.

She nodded. He took it as a yes. Perhaps it would be useful to ally with her. Yes. It would. He smiled at her. He could have sworn he knew her. He forced a smile at Amaryllis, and gave a wave to the crowd. Pyrite turned back to her and noticed she was looking at him again. She looked unsure, but like she wanted to know something. He'd find out soon enough, he'd be on a train with her to the Capitol. He felt a gentle shove from the escort. Inwardly he laughed. At least if he died, he'd have had a decent last few days.

Subject: Re: The Reapings Sun Oct 14, 2012 3:59 pm

Jennifer Marie Briggs
District Six

Jett gave him a small real smile and nodded as she shook his hand. She then let go of his hand and whispered, "We need to talk later, Pyrite," Jennifer was sure that she would need an ally, and who better than her district partner? besides, it wasn't like the odds were in her favor anyways.

Then they were escorted into different rooms to say goodbye to their families before they got shipped to the Capitol. Jennifer didn't resist the peacekeeper's shoves this time, because she wanted to see her family one last time.

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