Welcome to the 10th Annual Hunger Games

[peeta_bread]

[The body beside Peeta is warm, familiar, right. So it takes a few minutes for him to realize that he should not have his arm wrapped around her.
He gasps. When did Katniss come into his room? In the middle of the night? Or had it been the castle? Peeta quietly slips his arm away from her and climbs out of bed, looking for his journal.

He flips it open and looks through the entries. Babies? But-

And then he spots her. A beautiful little girl with olive skin and dark hair, just lying in the armchair in the corner of his room. He hurries over to her, scooping her up in his arms. She has the same strong jaw line as him. And her eyes. Her eyes are a deep blue, just like his. He presses his lips to her forehead.

He walks back over to his table and sits with her in his lap, flipping the journal open again. His voice is a whisper.]

Please don’t speak very loudly or just write. Katniss is asleep. It’s Peeta. I have a baby. She’s beautiful.

[And then, after a long time, their baby is hungry. Peeta tries to calm her, but he knows it’s coming. And finally, the little girl lets out a shriek. He sighs.]

Never mind.

[ooc: Open over the journals!]

Comments

Dairine

[peeta_bread]

Of course. Yeah, it's just me and Heather right now- Katniss went out. We're in my room- 330.

Peeta

[wizard_redfive]

Alright. I'll be over in a minute.

[Then, tentatively]

So... how is Katniss?

Dairine

[peeta_bread]

She's... upset. Understandably so. But she's not running away.

Peeta

[wizard_redfive]

That... doesn't surprise me. [She's probably feel the same, in Katniss's place.]

But it's good to know you're not alone in this.

Dairine

[peeta_bread]

Yeah. I'm glad for that.

Peeta // Action

[wizard_redfive]

[Dairine nods.] I'll see you soon, then.

[A quick transit later and Dairine is standing on the third floor, not far from room 330, wondering what on earth possessed her to do this. Kids are not her specialty, no siree. Being Mother of an entire species of supercomputers? No sweat. Yet dealing with a human child was a different matter altogether.

But it's Peeta's kid, and it's just a visit, so maybe it'll turn out OK?

Without further ado, Dairine walks over to 330 (right across from Rinzler’s room, she notes) and knocks lightly on the door.]

Peeta? It’s me.

[peeta_bread]

'Kay.

[And when he hears that knock, he raises his voice.]

Come on in!

[wizard_redfive]

[The door handle turns, and Dairine peeks her head in and smiles.]

Yo!

[She walks into the room, not showing any of the nervousness that she feels. This is her first time visiting Peeta's room, isn't it.]