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Finally got this thing to work. I'm usually good at this but never ended up with wings before.

Where am I?

Date: 2012-03-31 06:07 pm (UTC)
stillplaying: ([action] as if her life depends on it)
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Follow it to the lake.

[That'd be good. She knows where both lakes are. Her own and the other one, in the east.

Who'd have known Haymtich's advice could still be useful? And that, for once, she'd actually listen to it.]

Date: 2012-04-02 03:25 pm (UTC)
stillplaying: ([sad] there are much worse games)
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[But he's not. He's not there, not at her lake. And it makes her want to scream, curse again at the Gamemakers for doing this. They put Buttercup right in front of her path, dammit! Why did they have to have Peeta so far away?]

Yes. No. [Because it does help. Because all she hears is his voice through the journal. There's nothing echoed in the forest trees. Nothing at all. He's too far away.] I can't hear you.

[And she remembers Jack's muttations. The honey badgers and the shift hunters. There's so much out there and he's in a part of the forest she doesn't know nearly as well.]

Stay there. By the lake. I'll be right there. Promise me you'll stay there.
Edited Date: 2012-04-02 04:39 pm (UTC)

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