"DANCE, BABY."

Mickey loved his District. However, now that he was a Victor, people were treating him differently. Maybe they just liked his personality? Or because he got the second win? He didn't know. He was in the town square, the town was rambling with talk of the upcoming Hunger Games, and if we could possibly get another win.

Mickey felt a light bump, and turned around to find a girl. "You're fine, we're all human." he replied. Human? He had killed one. Doesn't this in fact make him a monster? Shouldn't he be punished for this? No. Because in Panem the Hunger Games were meant for death. This girl was treating him as if he were a god, but which he wasn't. Most people didn't treat him this highly, but maybe she had a reason. However, Mickey feels like he doesn't deserve any more respect here than anyone else. "And you can just call me Mickey,"

Mickey was reading this girl, but she might have not noticed. He can't help it, he's pretty natural at guessing people's moods, feelings, emotions.. actions. Maybe the girl didn't understand what he said, "Sorry, ignore what I said." For some reason after the Games, he's become a walking thesaurus, dictionary, and Dumbledore. Constantly giving knowledge, but not about himself. Everyone has already determined who he was, a killer? Surely they knew that he was not just that, did they know? Back during his Games, he became a whole new person. He would still be remembered for being a killer, always. It's a tattoo. "Not as much as you would think, no. Nice to meet you, Scout." He held out his hand for her to shake.

This girl was clever, he had high hopes for her already. From what it seemed like, she was wondering what it was like to be a Victor herself. But she'd have to get there herself, which was a 1 out of 24 chance she would. He didn't want to get anyone's hopes up. Being a Victor isn't all what they thought it was. You must do what the Capitol says, you are now their puppet. They watch your every move. They know what you're thinking, before you think it. It wasn't so transparent. There was a whole other side of this man that this girl had not seen. The side that the Capitol will control. And if she was to win the Games, she'd really see what it was: the truth. "More like.. congratulated. 'Congratulations [on not dying a horrible death]!'" he said. "Of course I won, but that doesn't mean I should be put on a high horse. District Two has the majority of the wins anyways. The Capitol loves us. I guess you'd just have to see for yourself. Don't be one-sided. Be omnipresent." Mickey suggested.

Mickey chuckled. "You have a lot to learn," he stated. And so she did. From what he saw, this girl had been brainwashed by the means of the Capitol. He couldn't blame her, he was only to help her snap out of it, in hope that she would see this situation from a different perspective. "Boasting about killing children. That had a life like me. Had a family. Like me. Had friends. Like me. Had feelings. Like me? I don't think so, Scout. Mickey didn't mean to sound rude. But he didn't want anyone portraying him for something that he was not. His character wasn't the victor of a great defeat, the victor of the great dealing. Maybe she had something she was dealing with. Had she felt that she needed to prove herself worthy?
She was a fire, ready to burn. "I understand what you're saying. And I'm sorry that your brother.. had his passing. But you still need to understand that victory is not simply based on actions. Just by volunteering makes you brave, but you still should know what you're getting into. If that's what you're doing, I highly suggest asking around to other Victors about this. Some would tell you different than what you think. And for your brother, I'd rather die a hero than live a killer. Like he did, respectively. However, if you do volunteer, do it for him, in his honor, and try to win. But when you do kill. Do take into mind, that those children, that you kill, die heroes, victors, as well." Mickey took his breath and waited for the girl to answer. He tried to keep his voice low so they wouldn't cause a scene. "We should try not to be loud,"