[Dictated][One - Right Through The Eye]

[the_effect_she_has]

[She's put up her bed as a makeshift shield in front the door, after she woke up and found herself not in her cell, but in the castle. She didn't think until later about the fact that her weapons were with her - her custom bow and her arrows - but not her pin. All she could think was that she was in a new place but she wasn't dead. Yet.]

[And there was the journal. She opened up and eyed it as words - voices! - scrawled across the page. She looked warily towards the door, before she began to speak and writing appeared - quick, almost jerky, letters flying across the pages in messy and sharp handwriting to show her agitation.]

Where am I? What is going on? Why is the writing appearing on the pages? Where is my pin? Why do I have my weapons? Am I in the Capital? Am I back in District 13? I don't understand this I don't understand -

[There is a blot of ink on the page, as she takes a deep, shaky breath. She speaks slowly, the letters start in a much more measured tone.]

My name is Katniss Everdeen. I am seventeen years old. I had a sister named Primrose. I was the Champion of the 74th Hunger Games. I am the Mockingjay. I killed President Coin.

[She says it again. And again. And again. Until she's interrupted.]


((ooc: I apologize for all the errors. I wanted a cleaner first post than this - but if wishes were quarters I'd have enough for laundry for a year. >.<))

Comments

[akito]

This books works as a communication device. It transcribes everything you say to it. Your pin might be your 'loss' - that is... Everyone who is kidnapped and brought here loses something, whether it be an item, memory, ability, or something else. If you had your weapons with you before you were brought here then they stayed with you.

This is a place called Paradisa, and it isn't the Capital or District 13. It's um. Another world. As far as anyone here knows!

Prim was here for a while, and she was safe. Sometimes people are sent home to the moment they were taken from, and they don't remember this place... [ doesn't know if mentioning she was here and sent home is a good idea or not, and so doesn't... ] Nobody knows how or why though.

[the_effect_she_has]

I ... [it's too much - too much and she mutters her mantra under her breath a few more times just to calm herself before she speaks again.]

So this isn't my world. This isn't Panem?

[She presses her lips together again.] And Prim was here, but she is gone.

[She closes her eyes tight, pressing her face against the page as she whispers.] ... too late again...

[akito]

Ah, I've never heard of Panem before, but I'm sure this place isn't it!

[ a pause. ]

You... Um, you were here with her for a long time before. You wouldn't remember it though since you went home. She liked being here with you. Shortly after you went home, she went home too. The few days she was without you she was surrounded by friends.

[the_effect_she_has]

[She's still trying to wrap her head around that. She sighed softly, rubbing her hand across her face.]

She was safe, here, with me? Did she have enough to eat? What about ... what about our mother? Or her pets? [She can't ask. She can't ask about the others. It would hurt too much to know they weren't around.]

[fanstheflame]

.... [now, there was a voice he hadn't thought he'd hear again.... at least not this soon. he looks over at the journal, resting on Ino's counter as he's frying bacon. grease might start spotting the pages]

.....Katniss.... Katniss, it... [this might be such a bad idea, but she's still his best friend, and there's so much he hadn't told her...he at least owes her an explanation from a familiar voice] It's Gale.

[the_effect_she_has]

[She jerks back as there are splatters of - is that bacon? God, she's so hungry. She hadn't eaten before the public execution and then ... and then the arrow through Coin's head and Snow's mouth filling with blood as he laughed himself to death --]

[Focus. FOCUS. That's - ]

Gale? ... [His eyes when they knew she couldn't forgive him - first time they met - that kiss - watching him sleep as he healed the wounds from his back - his faith in her - his anger - firefirefire ...] Gale.

[Deep breath.] We're not ... what's going on? Why am I here?

[fanstheflame]

[he takes the pan off the stove and sets it aside. sorry, Ino, breakfast will have to wait. drying his hands on a towel, he's already tearing a page from the journal to write his ninja girlfriend a note as he dictates]

It's a long story. I need to tell you in person.... Have you looked outside your door yet?

[fly_little_bird]

[BEST DAY EVER OMG. Some things she says go straight over Rue's head but, hey, there'll be plenty of time to ask who the heck President Coin is. First thing's first - there's a VERY excited voice coming through the journal]

Katniss?!

[the_effect_she_has]

[Her heart literally stops beating - or at least it feels like it - as she grips the journal with both hands.]

Rue?! Is that - is that really you?

[fly_little_bird]

[She chokes up a little. She's back. Katniss is really back!]

Yeah, it's me! Where are you?!

Katniss

[wizard_redfive]

[Dairine has suspected that Katniss wouldn't be gone for long. This place liked Panem's woes too much to pass up on bringing her back. Still, opening the journal to hear that voice again was a shock. Quickly Dairine grabs a pen and writes down the filter. Force of habit, you might say.]

Katniss!

[Oh dear, she's panicking. She must not remember the castle anymore. So Dairine replies in a steady voice.]

Katniss, calm down. You're not in the Capital anymore. You're in Paradisa, far away from Panem and its games.

Dairine

[the_effect_she_has]

[Katniss frowned at the writing that came to her - lips pressing together - biting down on her mouth. After a moment, she spoke.]

All right ... I don't think there is any reason to disbelieve you.

[She takes a slow breath in, and a slow breath out. Control, she has control.]

What is Paradisa, and who are you? [Another pause.] Please?

Katniss - Guessing that's a "this person" filter, as Dair hasn't introduced herself yet

[wizard_redfive]

[That... actually is rather surprising, for Katniss. She must come from a slightly better time. Well, relatively speaking.]

Paradisa is... well, it's another world. But it's also the name of this building -- Cair Paradisa. "Castle Paradise." Unoriginal, I know, but what can you do.

As for me, I am Dairine Callahan.

dictated

[prettyknives]

[cheerfully; she knows you'll recognize her voice and what it will do to you]

Oh, good, you're back. Things were getting boring.

Re: dictated

[the_effect_she_has]

[You would not be wrong - Katniss stiffens and her hand reaches for her bow once more.]

I would hate for you to be bored.

[Her jaw tightens considerably, eying the door again. Maybe this wasn't the Games, or maybe it was just a new one.]

dictated

[prettyknives]

That's it? You sound too calm to be talking to the dead, Katniss.

dictated

[peeta_bread]

[Peeta's hand stills. She was gone. He was still dealing with the pain, and yet, here she was.

Some of it doesn't make sense. Had a sister? Who was President Coin?

He drops the brush and grabs the journal, smearing paint on the edges of the journal. It comes out breathily, like a sigh, but with pain and confusion instead of relief.]

Katniss.

Re: dictated

[the_effect_she_has]

[The paint splattered against the page and her mouth drops open a little as she sees them in smears of bright colors, as bright as - ]

Peeta ...

[Her tone is both terrified and hopeful at the same time. She hadn't - she didn't know if he - ]

[peeta_bread]

What are you...

[He can hear the terror in her voice. He jumps up, grabbing the journal and heading out the door and down the hall.]

Where are you?

[That was the most important thing right now.]

Written

[jimfromit]

I see the castles revolving door policy is alive and well.

Re: Written

[the_effect_she_has]

[Her eyes narrow briefly.]

I'm not sure what you mean.

[jimfromit]

Really?

No sense of déjà vu? No feelings of familiarity here?

dictated;

[periculis]

[ ......

Well then, she is definitely not the Katniss he parted ways with from his canon point. He debates writing to her instead, but speaking may be better. ]

Katniss.

Re: dictated;

[the_effect_she_has]

[....oh.

Her breath caught, and she put her fist to her mouth so she could bite down on it, hard, eyes going wide and wild for a moment. But she was finding so much impossible possible today.]

Cinna.

[periculis]

[ she may hear the sounds of him shutting several heavy things, like books, and a jostle of papers before he is moving, the journal open in his hand. ]

Are you in your room?