Heresy [Daniela/Caimile JB]

[Dana Lheureux D9F [Tom]]

Caimile Rasoio

The familiar white walls that lead to the room that she last saw Jenoah. Joy had been in her heart, but now she regretted the way she had acted. The death of her brother had sent waves through her web that she had weaved. Webs weakening and collapsing around her, just like the mayor's election that she had lost. Father wasn't happy with her comments in the speech, but now she didn't care. How could she when her youngest sister had volunteered to seal her life away to the games. The same games that had taken Jenoah from them, but she respected her decision. Heels clicking down the hall as she reaches the end with bodyguards like Jenoah had once upon a time three years ago.

Upon entering the room, Caimile could recognize the same seat that Jenoah had sat in. The walls reminding her of how much she hated this room for it's ugliness. All she could do was look at her sister and then glance to the door again. The privilege of wearing a cap with a razor sewn into it was lost for her like the respect that her father had for her, but she didn't care. Power hungry was all she had been and if it meant that she'd be okay without it. Gang life had never been for her. All she wanted was to find the person who ended her mother's life. She leans against a wall as she watches her sister and then speaks.

"I respect your decision. I would have done this too if I were your age. I just don't want to lose you like Jenoah."

A small smile comes up, but then she frowns again.

"May ripred be with you, sister."

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D A N I E L A

Both of my legs rest on the surface of the table, I have already disrespected the symbol of my family; there is no point in possessing manners for the Capitol now. So these are the last four walls that Jenoah saw of the District, their décor is so draining, I can already feel them sucking the soul right out of me. There must be a piece of every tribute that has sat in here, still remaining after being drained by the grey walls.

Not even a clock ticks but I know that time is passing by. Who will be the first one to step through the door? Or are they all going to pile through, like one of the raids on a house of an unfortunate soul.

Brave brave brave.

Is it courageous to throw a life away?

Father, what have I gone out to prove?

I have half the answers stringed together; I just need him to be the first one to step through that door, before I lose them…

It is Caimile.

Father’s shadow has broken away and now here she is, alone with confidence on her shoulders. Well, confidence and the added hint of failure, no Rasoio is cut out to be mayor.

"I respect your decision. I would have done this too if I were your age. I just don't want to lose you like Jenoah." Are these scripted lines or are they coming from the heart? If Ripred’s name is mentioned, then it answers that.

"May ripred be with you, sister."

If she wishes for Ripred to be with me then, I am going to be alone on this journey.

I pull my legs off the table and sit up straight, my attention directed towards my older sister. ”I never believed in that, not many of us do anymore.”