Once we're dismissed, we head to our 'quarters', mine is just a little bit further down than Katniss'. And her I was hoping we would share a room! Like the remake centre, one of my walls are dedicated to being a window. Plus, there is a small screen in the corner, activated by voice demand, which zooms the window into certain areas of the Capitol. There is not many 'special' buildings beside the obvious ones, but the pure beauty of the Capitol takes my breath away. Well, I better take it in, this may be the last time I see it sparkle before my certain death.
Almost everything in this room, is run by some kind of electric remote.
Room service, voice-command.
Wardrobe, remote and selection screen.
Shower, remote with hundreds maybe thousands of buttons.
They have got to be at least ten thousand buttons, situated all around the room. I decide to order a cup of hot chocolate from the room service and within forty-five seconds it comes out steaming hot, but this time their is some kind of cream and pink and white foam sweets on top. I find the foamy things too sweet so I take them off. But the cream is delicious!
I also take a quick shower, I just press some random buttons saying 'medium stength' and 'normal wash' then at the end I decide to try the 'freshly baked bread' scent. Perfect! Feeling clean enough, I step on the mat which instantly dries me. I change into brown trousers and a white top and make my way to the sound of Portia's voice outside.
When I get out of my quarters, I realise Portia and Cinna were calling me, they say they want to show me the roof before dinner in twenty minutes.
We walk up a flight of stairs then walk through an unlocked door in the ceiling, and I'm hit by a wave of cold, yet fresh air. I realise I haven't been properly outside in a few days, well without having to worry about being set on fire. It instantly makes me release a breath I didn't realise I was holding in. Maybe I should show Katniss this before we enter our place of death.
"Are we allowed up here, wouldn't a tribute be able to jump of the ledge?" I ask, suddenly curious.
"It seems like that, but there is a force field around the edge. One which bounces you back. Wouldn't want to lose a tribute would they?" Cinna answers, he starts walking to what I presume is the force field and touches it with his finger. It instantly bounces back, he winces slightly.
"Does it hurt?" I ask.
"Just a bit, like a wasp sting. But goes a way fairly quickly. They have to punish any suicidal tributes in some way or another.", Portia replies.
"I think the games is punishment enough." Cinna whispers to his feet, then suddenly looks around. I agree. The games are punishment for our ancestors mistakes.
Suddenly, I notice how loud it is up here. I hear people down on the streets, hearing occasional words like, "Set on fire!" or "Oh my, did you see them!", I presume their talking about me and Katniss. I smile a little, glad to know we left an impression with a few of those monsters.
I hear a dinner bell in the distance, great I'm so hungry.
We walk down the flight of stairs in silence. I can't help be reminded by how we were marched to the Justice building in silence. Once we reach the bottom of the stairs, I see a female silhouette looking at me. Katniss. She quickly turns back around when she notices me looking. She is quite shy isn't she?
Katniss has just sat down when we enter the room, I'm glad to see Portia and Cinna sit down with us. They have a very calming effect on the mood. I like Cinna and Portia, I am not too sure about Effie and Haymitch, he is a lot more sober now, but not fully sober. Whereas Effie is just, a Capitol citizen. Not much else to say about the matter.
Once everyone has been seated. Young people dressed in white tunics, give us glasses of water and wine. I have only tried wine once, we got a small fortune one day, when a rich Capitol citizen visited and order about a hundreds items. So my mother insisted we got some, let's just say, I didn't feel very well after! I seriously thought I was going to die. Never will I drink wine again.
Cinna and portia are having quiet conversation with each other, Effie and Haymitch are talking about what they plan on 'doing' for the sponsors. So, I decided this might be the perfect time to make conversation with the crush of my life.
"Enjoying the wine?" I say this because she looks a little unwell.
"Not really, felt dizzy half way through. Never had it before, you?" she replies.
"Yeah, once actually. That is the reason I'm not drinking any now. I felt like I was gonna die right there and then!"
She shoots me a look that I know is her death glare. One I recognize as, if you carry on you will die. I decide I should stop there.
Why does she have to be SO unsocial? I would make things SO much easier to talk to her!
