District 10 Train

The luxury of the Speedy train sits at the station awaiting its passengers.

Asher was sitting on the train, waiting for the new tributes. He was sitting at the table, eating. Asher tended to eat when he was worried. He tapped his finger on the table, a trait he recieved from his father. Asher had never particulary liked his father, but he simply couldn't help it.

Asher sighed. "It was that type of attitude that got them killed. They didn't listen to what I said, and did their own thing." He sighed, taking a drink and then leaning back in his chair.
"I'm Asher, by the way. You two are probably to young to remember the way that I won." Asher staired at the tributes with no emotion. This was how his father had trained him, weather he had liked it or not.
"Look, my family wasn't proud the way that I won, but I did and it worked." He gave a sigh, and put his drink back on the table. "Now, do you two want my help or not?" He asked.

Asher sighed. He listend to the two tributes bicker. "Ok, you to. I feel like I'm talking to two little kids fighting over a toy. And, to answer your question, that would be a mixture of fruit and some alchohal." Asher took away the bottels of alchohal. There were only a few.
"And, to answer your other question, I won by thinking. I was smarter than the other tributes. I hid. I made the other tributes think that I was weak, that way I'd be an easy target in the end. When it was me and one other tribute, I tricked him into eating nightlock. Hid it in his food, didn't expect a thing." Asher didn't like talking about his time in the games. His father hadn't liked the way that he won, but he did win.

~Sorry you guys. I'm like, half asleep right now. I was up all last night throwing up.~

~ I'm sorry pip! hope you get to feeling better.~

I has just finished whipping my tongue with a napkin when Asher finished talking."That was your strategy. Now what's mine?" I pause for a moment remembering Estrella was in that same room as us. Asher and I were carrying on a conversation about life you death and we weren't bothering to include her. "I'm sorry Estrella, but I want to make it home; if that means killing you I will but I hope it doesn't come to that." I wasn't going to sugar coat anything. I loved Estrella like a sister, but she wasn't family. She was, as of this moment, my enemy. She would most likely be the one standing between me and my survival.

~It's fine Pip. These things happen~

I sat in my own chair, I felt somewhat betrayed and even his words didn't make a difference and his a apologies wouldn't be accounted for. Any thought of having him in my plans was completely gone, he'd just be on the toll list for the rest of my group to take care of, if I could form this group. I sat there fiddling with my thumbs for a bit as the other two talked. I didn't mind that they left me out of the conversation, at least I wasn't getting all up in someone's face. I stood up and walked to where my room was. I opened the door then closed it, but didn't lock it. I sat on my bed curled up in a tiny ball on my bed as I looked at what my brother gave me. My fingers kept going over the metal that it was made of. He was wrong, he wouldn't win, I would. I had a strategy and it was in the middle of it's weaves right now. Maybe I wouldn't need much of a mentor and I could just get personal time with the mentor, so I could display my strategy and work bugs out with him but if he happened to like Nate more and decided to spill his guts out to Nate about my plan it wouldn't end well and I would never forgive either of them. This was the first time I ever felt truly alone and the first time in a long time I've wanted my mother. I refused to cry though, I just held it back.

OOC: this is sent from my iPod so sorry 4 the crappy post.
I sigh as she speaks. She was right. The Capitol would turn us against eachother. I set Estrella up a bit to cradle her in my arms. "I miss home as well. But we can't go back... You're right. Life won't be the same if one of s makes it home. How about we both agree to die?" I say in full seriousness. At this point I knew whatever was on the other side was beter then what was here. Of course if it came down to just Estrella and I, I wouldn't have the heart to kill her. I knew that much.

I shrug and wait for any idea. "Like A giant in fairy-tales. Big and evil." I feel the train moving beneath us, which signified we were slowing down. We must be getting close to another district. I smack my lips in an attempt wash out the bitter flavor. That reminded me about Asher. "We might should find our mentor. We need to discus our plan."

Asher was wondering what was going on inside of the girl tribute's room. He had never botherd to ask either of their names, so he didn't know. They had been in there for a while. It was impossible to jump out of the train window, so they were obviously still on board.
He sighed, taking another sip of his drink. Kids these days... Asher thought to himself. He had been like them when he was a tribute-whether he liked it or not. It was their choice if they didn't want his advice or not, but he did come up with a good idea for the two of them. The male had obviously cared about the girl. Asher let a small smile creep across his face.

"Well, you obviously care about her, right? And, you don't mind killing. So, you hide her somewhere, she sneaks off because she doesn't want to be treated like an animal. You think that someone killed her, so you of course go on a rampage, and then confess your feelings. Whether they're true or not. She comes back, and you two are re-united, defending each other."

Asher wasn't very proud of his plan. But, with only knowing them for a short period of time, it was the best he could come up with.

"But, to pull this off, you need the people to like you. You need sponsers. Act like if she's not with you, then your dead meat. It'll make them feel all bad. Think of the games as one big soap opera."


~GAH!! I had the perfect idea yesterday. I ment to write it down, and then I fell asleep. BLEH!!!!~