"Isn't it lovely. All alone.
Heart made of glass. My mind of stone.
Tear me to pieces. Skin to bone."
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BOOK 1 - Indiana Summers is the niece to two Victors and the sweetheart of the Capitol but now she'd been dropped into the...
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Giving Indiana a reprieve from carrying Peeta, Cato threw the younger boys arm around his shoulders and helped him hobble along. Before the exhausted and dehydrated group could settle down and make camp, the sound of a sponsor package rang throughout their small clearing and a metal container landed in a tree. Due to her being the smallest and nimblest, Indiana scaled the rough bark and dropped the small package into Katniss' awaiting hands below.
"What is it?" Finnick asked when Katniss pulled out an oddly shaped metal object.
"It's from Haymitch."
"It's called a spiel. You put it in a tree and it gives you water." Cato explained, picking Indiana up out of the three and placing her safely back on the ground.
"Let's give it a shot then," said Finnick, turning around and stabbing it into the nearest tree.
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Feeling refreshed and hydrated, the group moved on to a safer clearing, somewhere where tributes wouldn't have seen a parachute land. Finnick decided that setting up camp now would be imperative before the arena became too dark. Aware of the quick setting sun, the Allies agreed, setting down their supplies.
"We should take turns to sleep. I can take the first watch." Indiana stated, causing everyone to look at her.
She had no intention of murdering them in their sleep, her mind had quickly fallen into ally mode and she was more than willing to defend them as they slept. Instead, she had offered to take first watch because she knew her mind wouldn't allow her a moment of solitude and that sleep would allude her more in the arena than it did in death.
"Not a chance. You'll kill us the first chance you get." Katniss protested, looking to the others in the hopes that they'd agree with her.
"Look, honey, that thing I did back there was called saving Peeta's life. Yeah, that's right, I saved the guy who murdered me. If I wanted either of you dead by now, you'd be lying face down by the Cornucopia." Indiana hissed at the ungrateful girl. "If it makes you feel any better, you're more than welcome to join me on first watch."
Feeling slightly ashamed but not willing to give in, Katniss agreed and then tried to convince Peeta he needed some rest. Rolling her eyes at the petty antics, Indiana reassured Cato that she wouldn't be slitting Katniss' throat before informing him to get some rest. He knew that she was still mad at him when he only received a peck on the cheek as a goodnight before she turned away from him.
