Couple of days pass and I am left here without any food or water resources. I just see nurses come in and out with some sort of syringes and they dissapear throught the room into some kind of 'lab'. Finally when the door opens I see one of the capitol's prep team untying my arm.
"Mr. Mellark I'm going to be your stylist for the upcoming interviews. President Snow gave us straight orders and oh here" she hands me the cards I need to read, apparently Ceaser and I are holding the interview.
For Peeta Mellark -The following document must be memorized for your upcoming television appearance. You MUST maintain composure and appear calm. DO NOT deviate from the script.
00:01
Reserve for presantries, Caesar will lead.
03:05
Caesar will ask about the specifics of Beetie's plan in the Quarter Quell.
05:45
Caesar will ask about Katniss and how it appeared she has 'sabotaged' the games.
06:05
INSIST she was following Beetie's plan and that it had nothing to do with the rebellion. Deny in all circumstances the existence of a rebellion.
08:05
Caesar will ask your opinion on rumors of unrest in the districts.
08:35
Remain cooperative and speak about the need for peace.
09:35
Caesar will ask "Are you calling for a cease-fire?"
09:45
Respond with the following statement: "I'm asking people to think. I'm asking everyone to stop the senseless violence. This isn't the path to change or justice.
10:25
Ceasar will thank you for your time.
- SIGN OFF -
How the hell is this possible was there actually an uprising going on? My stylist guides me to prepare my wardrobe but not before I'm tied up in a chair and I see one of the nurses inject me with some kind of clear liquid that had me in a drowsy state. Finally after hours of preparing I got some food in my system I haven't ate in days. I'm trying to focus and learn all of these lines, I know Katniss will hate me for it and agreeing with the president to do this but she doesn't know I'm doing all this to protect her and if I don't the president will kill her and who else is he capable of killing? or turn me into a horrible Avox I have no choice left.
My hair make up and wardrobe is ready. My stylist are giving me the last finishing touches as I am now sitting infront of Caeser and we greet practicing our lines before we air. The anger inside me is building up but I remember I have to remain calm and not present myself unstable or suspicious. Thats when everyone position itselfs and I am left to improvise myself. What else can go wrong?
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RandomDo you ever wonder what happened to Peeta after the arena blew up? When he was held prisoner in the Capitol, tortures and much more? well this is Peeta's POV
