saving serena , finnick odair (ON HOLD)

chapter two

"How are my two delightful tributes doing?" Brisa Chain glowers as she enters the small dining area on the District 4 train. Roman and Serena are eating breakfast, and the girl is surprised at how chatty her district member is. They've talked all breakfast, not pausing once to think of conversation as they learn where they both grew up and brag about their most impressive catch.

When Serena first saw Roman volunteer amongst the crowd at the reaping, she was sure she recognised him. Roman confirms these suspicions as he explains the year they spent in one on one combat when they were only 6 years old.

"Swimmingly." Roman remarks before he bites into his last piece of toast. As he chews, he flashes Brisa a lipped smile, catching the woman off guard by his natural kindness that contrasts to the smug attitude he held yesterday at the reaping.

"My, my, Roman!" She exclaims and places her perfectly manicured hand against her heart. "Did you wake up on the wrong side of the bed yesterday? Who is this dashingly kind boy talking to me today?" Her questions cause Serena to give an un-lady like snort but Roman just rolls his eyes at the girl.

"Appearances, Brisa." Roman comments easily after pouring the contents of his glass straight down his throat in one gulp. "How am I meant to get sponsors through a kind heart?"

"Oh, my boy!" Brisa saunters quickly over to the table and takes a seat next to her male tribute. She places her palm on his shoulder and let's her face morph into a proud smile. "You are absolutely gorgeous!" She explains, meaning his ease towards the games and not his looks (although, Roman is a very attractive boy).

"What's on the schedule for tonight?" Serena questions her escort as she passes her a plate full of fresh toast and different jams and marmalades. Brisa thanks the girl by placing her palm quickly on top of Serena's from across the table.

"Well, my dear," Brisa begins as she starts to butter a slice of toast and watch as it melts and soaks into the bread. "The train shall arrive in about an hour or two. I'll escort you to our shared apartment, which is the entire 4th floor. You'll have individual rooms where you will be able to relax during the evening. After that, I'll take you straight to your prep team who will take care of you before your stylist puts you into your ceremony outfits."

Brisa pauses slightly as she says the next words. "You both have the same stylist, by the way! Rarely ever done but I'm positive it'll work!" This makes Serena raise her eyebrows. She thought te Capitol gave up the idea of same stylists years ago, but it's obviously not too late for some. "And then, of course, the opening ceremony takes place where President Snow will give his usual speech. For the rest of the night, you are free, but I advise you to talk to to Kai and Finnick who will tell you when you can train alone with them."

"I heard my name." An all too familiar voice travels through the carriage, and Serena immediately catches sight of the 57th Hunger Games victor walking towards them. Kai has been mentoring her ever since she was 3 years old in combat school. An advantage of coming from a career district is that you have the opportunity to be trained from a small age to get ready to volunteer for the games.

"Serena, Roman. This is Kai, but I'm sure you already know him." Brisa introduces the trio, but they are all already aware of who is who. Kai takes a seat next to Serena and smiles softly at her, letting the girl know he recognises her for her combat skills. Kai looks a lot younger than he actually is (which is 27) as his dark brown hair and clear blue eyes give him a child-like quality.

"Roman, I remember that you're skilled at throwing knives, right?" The tribute nods his head quickly and Serena knows that he feels somewhat comforted that the victor remembers him from training. "And Serena, swords and spears are your thing?"