paradisa | [Two - Right Through The Eye] [Dictated/Action]

[Guess who has found her way to the roof? Perfect place for brooding, as long as you get the right time slot. Luckily, it seems she has, because she has had it all to herself for the last hour as she finishes reading the last few pages of the journal from before.

Six months worth.

They told her - the veterans, the possible enemies, the hopeful friends. Read. Read back and see what you can glean. So Katniss had done just that, spending her days in silence as she read back to when they all received these new journals. Past the world changes, past the battles, past the terrors and tears. She read about all these strangers that were no longer here, and all the new faces that she saw almost every day. She read about Peeta, and Gale, Rue and Cinna. She read about Johanna, and felt her chest clench a little as she wondered if she was still here.

She read about Finnick, about Haymitch, and about Prim, and she felt her chest even more.

Then she read about herself.

It seemed odd, like she was looking at herself from the outside in. She saw so many choices reflected in her - ones that she would have made again, and others ... well. With time sometimes comes wisdom. If she had known then what she knew now -- but you couldn't go back. You could only go forward.

So here she was. So she would go forward, because to do anything else was to let herself go mad again.

She opened the journal to the first blank page, and started to write.]

I've been reading ... about our lives here. All since the new journals. And I - I need to tell you ...I'm further. Further even, than Finnick. Do you want to know? And if you do want to know, do you promise to keep it from Rue?

We should talk, you and I. [Yes, Peeta, she is seeking you out.]

[Here, her tone is lighter, but more serious.]

So. Wednesday is still good for you?

Hello there, Little Bird. I know you're off traveling. Save some good stories for me, all right? I miss you.

[She has a feeling that Rue needs to hear that, even more than she needed to say it.]

I. I just. [Why was this so hard? Why did it feel like choking whenever she was thanking someone for helping her? Why did it always hurt more than it felt good to know that people cared, had cared, still cared about her? That they had given so much time to her -- even when she couldn't remember them, she could feel all the same ... helpless gratitude.]

[Finally, she said roughly.] Thank you. For everything.

[And now ... now she speaks freely. Letting her words dot along the page, like animal prints.]

This place is poison. It always has been, and it always will be.

[She's quiet for a moment, pushing dark hair away from her narrowed eyes, before she speaks again.]

But sooner or later, you build up a tolerance, for poison. For every dark, evil thing. I know. I have. I let it dull me into compliance, because all I wanted was to survive. Then I woke up. And I'm awake now. I've been awake, for awhile now.

[She pauses, stalled, because words ... words were not as easy as tracking. As hitting a clean shot through a bird's heart. Still, she makes her words continue.]

I am not going to survive here. I am going to live. And the first step to that? Know my enemy. So I'm going to walk this castle. I am going to walk that town, that forest. Then I am going to walk that Dead Zone. Because every step, every new fact, is one more step to being alive, and not just breathing to breath.

[Okay. Just a few more words. Just a few more.]

And I'm starting, right now. You want to come, find me on the roof.

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I guess I could use some physical exercise. [At least she wasn't in a cell, and a visit would be ... a good thing.]

Do you remember where it is?

[She flipped back through the pages, her lips pursing together.]

I can figure it out.

I'll be out here.

[Katniss closed her journal, hooked her quiver on her back, and made her way down to the forest.]

[She heard the whistle of the birds, because a forest was not a forest, as far as she was concerned, without animals. She'd have to mark that - though - it was just another magical trick that might cost her something later on ...]

She checked the journal once, and then her eyes and ears, as she tracked her way to Johanna. She paused, then whistled the mockingjay tune, so Johanna would know it was her.]

[Johanna hears the whistle. She doesn't recognize it as that little song off Katniss's hand though. Johanna never really cared about things like that. She's sitting on the steeps up to the platform her tent is on. The song does show her where Katniss is regardless and she waves at her.]

Hey. come on over.

[Katniss walked towards the sound of Johanna's voice, resting her bow against her shoulder as she tramped through the fallen branches as lightly as possible.

Coming across Johanna, and her tent, her lips curved into an unbidden smile.]

Looks like you've carved yourself another niche.

"... Who are you and where did you bury Katniss?" Because since when did the other smile at her? It was really odd. Johanna then remembered that Katniss was from after Finnick's time. That could explain the change. She wasn't sure she wanted to know what was to happen just yet though. "But yeah, I guess. It would be better if I had the right people with me working on it." She shrugged.

She snorted softly, "In the backyard. Under the rubbish pile."

She headed closer to her, looking around. "Are you going to put it right here, or are you thinking closer to the castle?"

That makes johanna grin a little. Maybe Katniss got that stick from out of her ass. That would be good, but she still hates the girl. At lest maybe they could talk without Johanna wanting to slap the other though.

"Here. I'm not wishing up whatever it would take to move this thing. I like the woods here anyway." She was kind of avoiding the topic of her future, but why not just jump into it now? They really have nothing else to talk about in her mind. "So, am I dead?"

Katniss looked around, before crouching to feel the ground. Yes, it would be a good place. The ground was firm beneath her feet, but there was a slight dew to the soil that let her know that water was near. It was also high up, so Johanna would avoid any flooding issues.

"You'll have to build slightly off the ground - " Because of the same flooding issues, "But you can build a good place here."

She paused at Johanna's question, before she shook her head briefly, "Nope. Just a little battle crazy."

the foundation is raised off the ground. That's how there are stares. ♥

crow!

Huh?

That was my curse.

Ohh~ Lol. So do you want to change your reply or just have me ignore that part?

... yes but I will need to start a new thread because I cannot delete now. o_O.

Just answer me again here, it's fine!

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