unexpected[Kay]

[Sage]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,500,true][atrb=style,border-radius, 20px 20px 20px 20px;][bg=4B9854] She shouldn't be here. She wasn't a criminal, she was just curious, that was all. She'd gone into the forest simply to get some experience with the woods lest she get chosen for the games. Her cell mate, Echo, couldn't talk so she wasn't much help as Ashes sat there simmering in her cell. She hated being caged, it made her feel like a wild animal and it made her feel trapped. Funny because that was exactly what she was, trapped in this room until they decided her fate. She laid down on her bed, feeling the anger drain the energy out of her normally energetic body and slumped her head on the hard pillow. She still had a bruise from the first day she'd been here, when she'd smacked her head on the ledge but it was healing quickly. good, I'll need all the strength I can get for the coming days She felt one of her emotional outbursts coming and she clenched her jaw, along with her fists. She sat up and slammed her fist into a wall, only succeeding in making her wrist and knuckles sore. She swore in her second language, French. "Tabernack" before the anger melted away, leaving only her throbbing hand and a million scattered thoughts she couldn't even begin to understand or comprehend. She finally gave up and closed her eyes, welcoming the normality sleep would offer her. Rough hands pulling her up woke Ashes the next morning. She cried out but it did her no good, only got her a smack on the back of the head, right where her bruise was. All her instincts told her to fight back but she had to fight against it. that would only get her into more trouble. I'll smash something later the thought helped to calm her down a bit as she was shoved into a bare room with a single chair in the middle of it. She looked around, confused, before sitting in the chair. Her stomach growled, the food here sucked terribly and she needed more than just the garbage they were feeding her to keep her slim and lovely body looking perfect. "Why am I here? I didn't mean to break the rules, I just was curious, I wanted to make sure I knew what to do if I was ever reaped" the words sounded desperate to her ears but that was what she was, she was desperate to get out of this damn place and go home. The door squealed and the sound of footsteps made Ashes look back. The man she saw standing before her was not what she had expected. Given, he wore the peace keepers uniform but the rest of him did not look like a peace keeper. it's a trap, Ash, don't let your guard down He had a bit of a beard and looked more like a hippie than anything. She scowled, a gesture her usually smiling face was not used to making. "Who are you?" She asked, her voice sharper than it normally was. This was a new Ashes, no longer was she the sweet, gentle healer from district six, she was now an angry, trapped animal who'd broken the law. She glared at the man she assumed meant to interrogate her. "So, what do you want to know out of me?" she asked, her voice bitter. She also felt relieved that it wasn't one of the other peace keepers whom she'd heard could be brutal Her green-brown eyes looked at him, full of fear, anger, hurt, confusion, and mistrust. Notes So, Ashes has changed a lot from the DC Word count 628 Tags Kay, Rodrick, Ani, Ashes

[Baby Wessex d9b [earthling]]

That flow, that spark, that crown, you looking at the king of the jungle now
Stronger than ever can’t hold me down

Dick had a very special relationship with the Capitol. He found it easiest to simultaneously love and hate it, neither emotion getting too far ahead of the other. He could spend whole days basking in the glow of the lights, the sheer laziness afforded to him by the fleet of Avoxes that lived in his building. Other days, the ones he had to actually put on the Peacekeeper whites and work, he saw the seams and the cracks. The downtrodden that the President kept in the shadows, the rancid smell that blanketed the lower part of the city, the endless amount of criminals and complications that really only needed a slap on a wrist and instead were dragged to the Detention Center.

He almost never worked a shift in the DC, by choice. He had enough rank and clout to throw around in order to get the cushier jobs, like overseeing the Capitol's headquarters, or "organizing" the contraband. He usually had to do something sinful to end up in an interrogation, and usually he did it to himself by letting some idiot teenager with a spray can go. But this time, he had no idea what - if anything - he had done to deserve such a day. He tugged on his cuffs, his whites having shrunk in the wash because it was impossible that he might have put on weight while lazing around his suite. The shirt was wrinkled despite having been delivered in pristine condition. Dick had seen to that himself, having dumped the entire uniform on his bed and then used it as sheets. There was even a faint aroma to it, a muskiness that pleased him.

He kept his standard issue sunglasses on, even in the fluorescent light of the center. He pushed the shades further up his nose, looked down beneath their cover as he sauntered into the room. He hadn't bothered to read the chart; quite frankly, he didn't care what this citizen had supposedly done, or what he was supposed to find out about her. He just wanted to go home to his rumpled bed and drink his amber whiskey. He stared at her a moment longer than most would have. and then propped himself up against the far wall. The Peacekeeper at the door snorted and closed the door.

Dick yawned, stretched his arms up and then shook them out. "Dick Tucker. Oops. Peacekeeper Tucker. Or do they make you all refer to us as interrogators?" He waited a heartbeat for a response and then shrugged. "First time for you. I get it. Let's see. I believe we're supposed to start with whatever you might have done to end up here. Do you even know? I don't know why I'm here." He smoothed down the front of his uniform, pressing the wrinkles further together. "But this really isn't about me. It's about you. Miss...?"

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[Sage]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,500,true][atrb=style,border-radius, 20px 20px 20px 20px;][bg=4B9854] Ashes looked at the peace keeper, he was rumpled, as if he'd just rolled out of bed in his uniform. She knew she probably didn't look much better herself but she didn't really care. "Dick Tucker, oops Peace keeper Tucker. Or do they make you all refer to us as interrogator" He said. She nodded. It was kind of disconcerting how laid back this peace keeper was, she'd been expecting some guy who would yell at her and hurt her and demand why she'd gone into the woods. "First time for you. I get it. Let's see. I believe we're supposed to start with whatever you might have done to end up here. Do you even know? I don't know why I'm here." he said. This made her want to giggle but she kept a straight face. "But this really isn't about me. It's about you. Miss...?" He trailed off. She would have thought that he'd at least know who it was he was interrogating. "Davis, Ashes Davis" She said softly. She felt like she could tell this guy maybe why she'd been in the woods, that maybe he'd understand. Don't be stupid Ash, he's a peace keeper her mind reminded her. She nodded. "I guess, the reason I'm here is because I went into the woods, I know I'm not supposed to but I couldn't help it. I'm worried about the games and I've never really had much outdoors experience, I just wanted to see if I could do it, if I could survive" She said, her voice becoming stronger as she spoke. She'd been so afraid when they'd come to her house and taken her away, now it was all coming back. She wondered if this guy would even care about why she'd done it, the peace keepers she'd dealt with before now hadn't cared, all they'd cared about was the fact that she'd broken the law and now she was being punished. She folded her hands in her lap, not knowing what else to say, and looked down at the bitten nails that had been bitten down to the nubs. She did it whenever she got nervous or scared and the last few days, she'd definitely been scared. She bit at the skin on her finger, waiting for peace keeper Tucker to speak. She could feel the time passing slowly, inching along painfully. I just want to go home, back to normality she thought, finally looking up at him. "What's gonna happen to me now?" She asked, her voice small. She hated this not knowing what was going to happen to her. It lefter her feeling agitated and nervous. She knew that Pheonix and Elias were probably worried about her back at home and she knew they'd probably welcome her home with lots of hugs and comforting words. Her step mother would lose her shit on her though, she was not looking forward to that and was actually kind of scared that her step mom would possibly kick her out. At least I have my mom she thought darkly. Her mouth felt dry, she hadn't had anything to drink lately and the harsh fluorescent lights were hurting her eyes. She dropped her head, looking once again at her hands as she waited. Notes: Tags: Dick, Kay, Ashes, Ani word count: 577