*looks up into your eyes as you blush hair away from my own* You promise? Even if President Snow orders my execution? Game makers can be tossed around like playing pieces these days....
-folds arms and frowns- "Fine. Whatever, it's not like it matters anyways. After the games start there won't be any friendly name calling there. One of us will die."
Devon: never said we were friends-smirks as he starts walking-and for your information I don't really care about what happens in this game
"Well... I wouldn't want to be friends with an asshole like you! I can't believe we come from the same district!" -watches him leave and shakes my head- "What a jerk..."
Devon: -turns around looking at her-rule number 1: don't make friends with anyone if you don't want them to kill you on this games
"smiles softly at you* "If your execution is ordered, mine probably won't be very far behind it. But if you were ever sentenced to die, I would do everything I could to reverse that, yes.... I promise."
Rosa : -smiles- I'm good, Dan...i'm just worried about my mom... It's either win or die situation, you see....
*smiles* Thanks *reaches in my jacket and takes out my gun* Do you want this or should I keep a hold of it?
Kirsten: She stands up when the prep team are finished, and is lead to the Fourth Floor (for District Four) by her stylist, Alyssa. There, they pick out an interview dress from Alyssa's many designs.
Zeus "We're here now anyways." He gathers his things, and walks off of the train and onto the platform.
-Is approached by my stylist billy and is taken to a waredrobe and is shown a interview suit to wear-