Gale Hawthorne (
fanstheflame) wrote in
paradisa2012-05-08 02:52 pm
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fourth snare
[it's kind of an important day for Gale - sort of, by extension. but he knows that it shouldn't be a big deal for anyone else.
so without any fanfare, he delivers his gift, wrapped in brown butcher paper, to in front of Katniss' door: it's a bracelet, woven out of grass and rope and leather sinews. the kind of thing they would give each other back home in Panem. simple but intricate, no wishes involved, just time and care. there's a quiver strap to match, too, and a note wrapped around them: "Happy birthday, Catnip." hopefully it'll at least make a start to evening out the blow of Rue running away.
his gift needs no other elaboration, so he'll head down to the kitchen and start in on the other thing he'd had in mind for the day: stew. he's already cleaned and dressed the meat he caught, and is in the process of laying it out on a block on the kitchen counter.
you might not want to ask him what he's cooking. he's used to not being picky about his catches.]
Hey, if anyone wants lunch, I'm making Mulligan stew. It should be ready in a few hours... come on down to the kitchen.
so without any fanfare, he delivers his gift, wrapped in brown butcher paper, to in front of Katniss' door: it's a bracelet, woven out of grass and rope and leather sinews. the kind of thing they would give each other back home in Panem. simple but intricate, no wishes involved, just time and care. there's a quiver strap to match, too, and a note wrapped around them: "Happy birthday, Catnip." hopefully it'll at least make a start to evening out the blow of Rue running away.
his gift needs no other elaboration, so he'll head down to the kitchen and start in on the other thing he'd had in mind for the day: stew. he's already cleaned and dressed the meat he caught, and is in the process of laying it out on a block on the kitchen counter.
you might not want to ask him what he's cooking. he's used to not being picky about his catches.]
Hey, if anyone wants lunch, I'm making Mulligan stew. It should be ready in a few hours... come on down to the kitchen.

placeholdarr
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Whoa. Hey. I didn't even hear you come in.
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Sneaky sneaky!
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phone keyboard hates meeeee
I know that pain well
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What if someone brought a shoe? Would you cook that as well? [Teases.]
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Hey. Can we talk?
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Is this a filtering kind of talk? Do you want to come down here?
aaand action!
[A few minutes later, Peeta's hovering in the doorway of the kitchen, nervously watching Gale before speaking up.]
Did I ruin our truce?
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sorry for so much tl;dr ;;
compared to Katniss this is flash fiction, you know that
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It was exactly like their friendship had always been: simple, without fanfare, but thoughtful. The kind of simple that goes a long way. She has to take a moment to swallow something forming in her throat, and decides to take a slight detour on the way out.
Some time later, she appears in the kitchen, and sure enough, he's there. She stands in the doorway for a moment, watching him make the stew, before speaking up.]
I didn't even remember.
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That's okay. You didn't notice I took one of the chipmunks, either.
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[See, Gale? Haymitch is lovely and will POINT OUT ALL YOUR MISTAKES]
HAHAHAHAAHA TF I LOVE YOU
always trust Haymitch to be a dick!
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Gale
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Haymitch, to end, already
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... okay, more like around it, because she's so short LMFAO]
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... and oh. purple. right. he smirks]
Do you always sneak up on people, or only when they have food?
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[she'll turn on her heel to lean against the counter next to him]
So what is that, anyways?
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And the stew is pretty much something you make out of whatever you've got on hand.
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