(Well, time to “sleep”
Mal stepped into the training room, eyes glazing over the other tributes, almost bored. She leaned against the wall and watched the others train, taking in their strengths and weaknesses. She would need any edge she could get once she got into the arena. “Not bad.” Mal…
Mal watched with interest. “Very nice.” She walked over and picked up a knife, launching it at the target where it landed right next to the spear. “I’ll hope it doesn’t come down to just me and you. Maline Creed, I’m from District 5.”
"Nijah Kempsia, District 11. And thats sounds like it would be quite the challenge." Nijah grabbed the closets knife and started to twirl it in her hands.
Mal shrugged. “I do not want to assume anything, but you did just tell me two of your strengths. You only know one of mine, I do have a bit of the edge given the circumstances.” She grinned and retrieved the knife she threw.
Nijah followed her and got her spear. “Two, I got two from you. I considers having a brain a strength. You are a lot smarter than most of these dimwits.” She looked around at the other tributes.
Mal looked over her shoulder at Nijah and grinned. “Yeah, well, brains isn’t going to do me much good in a battle of strength, will it?” She shook her head, smile still on her face. “No, the way I see it?” She turned and threw the knife towards the group of careers, it stuck in the wall next to the tributes from 1. “Scare them enough to become reckless.” She laughed.
"Nice! But, if I tried that, I might ‘accidentally’ kill someone." Nijah laughed along side Maline, shw didn’t even care if the other tributes were glaring at them.
Mal shrugged. “Hey, I might get killed, right? Might as well have some fun.” She turned and waved to the careers, laughing.
Everyone reacts differently. There could be shock, trauma, or denial, among other reactions If you’re going through the trauma route, look through this tag for PTSD. Your character doesn’t have to have PTSD, but you can still read up on it for some tips on trauma.
" ‘s there somethin’ I can help you with..?"
"Well now, isn’t this interesting…"
John raises a brow, “what’s up hon? You bumped into me…”
"Exactly." She said, a grin on her face. "After I was told by very reliable sources that you had died. You Winchesters were always a stubborn bunch."
(I lost a follower…
"Ya’ know, sometimes I think it would be great to be a vampire. Immortal, hard to kill. But then I see Mal in one of her moods and think twice."
"What do you want?”
(I kept having it recommended and finally got around to reading it. I like it very much so far