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WHO I AM?

Fabian was switched this morning to the District Eight. Something happened to where they couldn't make it, and someone else filled in for him. He wasn't used to being in Eight. The place was sad. It was filled with poverty, and smoke. He knew that these Tributes have been through a lot their whole lives, and he would have to adjust to their level this Games. He straightened his tie as he walked through the doors of the train to see the two Tributes sitting there. The girl got up and said she was going to look around, while the male stayed on the couch. Had they known each other? Who knew. "Hello," he said. He sat across from Zander, on the other couch. He didn't want to make him uncomfortable, so his face had no expression. "How you holding up?" he asked.

love is kind,
love is sweet. love has no walls.


Zander held the pillow from the couch in his lap as he sat in silence. He couldn't belief he was actually in the train going to this. All his imagination about how tributes felt he was feeling in a way. How many tributes entered this train and never came back? the thought scared him. His stomach had been growling as he was hunger and hadn't eaten breakfast that morning....Fuck morning. Remember waking up in the cramped store with the kitchen near by made him slightly home sick. Looking around at the fancy stuff and food that was on the train answered his question. The capitol hadn't a clue what it was like in the districts. They probably wouldn't understand a mothers pain of seeing of her children go to a death games. The boy tribute wondered what his family was doing right now. His parents were probably sobbing at home while his sister was crying with either Hark or Constance. A sigh escaped his lips when suddenly a door opened. Out walked the escort who went across from him and said hello. Zander had also been looking at his new yarn bracelet that Hark gave him as the girl said she wanted to check the place out. He missed his friends and family....looking at the bracelet just made him miss Hark more.

He wanted to keep his kindness....make sure the games don't change him or the way he is. He looked up away from his wrist and broke the silence." Hi I'm Zander Zalver from District 8....but I guess you already knew that." He stood up and outstretched his hand for a shake. His mother taught him manners and he wasn't going to lose them." Pleasure to meet you Mr. Escort." He semi smiled trying to be nice after all his sadness.
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Fabian looked into the male's eyes and could tell that he had a long past. Seeing him sit there made tears slightly come to Fabian's eyes. "Fabian Bonjanovic, Capitol." he stated. He reached his hand out and grasped the other firmly, but softly to show his support for Zander. "The pleasure is all mine," he suggested. Fabian wasn't used to being with Eight's, so he didn't really know what exactly to talk about. Maybe.. him? "Not to be rude, but.. What's it like, back there?" he asked politely. He tried to have the most peaceful voice he could come up with, hopefully Zander didn't take the question the wrong way. He seemed like a very interesting young man. He didn't seem like others Fabian had met in the past. He was definitely. Different.

love is kind,
love is sweet. love has no walls.


AA raised eyebrow came onto the young lads face as he mentally tried to word out Fabians last name. He didn't want to mess it up." Its always nice meeting new people suppose." He smiled and sat back down on the opposite side. This escort wasn't the normal one 8 was used to. Was he knew? or transferred? he wondered about it before being asked the question. He thought about home and how he missed to be back in it. The people, the friends, the store all things he missed and wanted to be with. A sigh came from him before looking back at him and away from his token that reminded him of home." Its ok. Most people live poorly but if your lucky then your family can own a small thrift shop. With three bedrooms in the back and a kitchen. The people their are nice for the most...really cute ...um...people their." A smile came on him. " What's it like....being a escort if you don't mind me asking Sir. How do...you...like stomach it?" The young man felt bad and thought maybe the question was attacking him. He didn't mean to so maybe his teary smile made it look different. " Ugh...sorry if that was blunt..um what is their to do in the capitol? for citizens and us tributes when we get their." He knew their was nothing fun awaiting him but he could at least ask.
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Fabian forgot that he was the only adult with them on this trip so far. Eight had no Victors, and hopefully if Zander kept his act together like he was doing now, he would be the first. He smiled at him. When he talked it felt like they weren't going to the Capitol for him to be put into an Arena, an Arena with a quell. He was so calm. So accepting of his upcoming fate. "Nice to meet you, I've never met anyone from Eight." he said. Fabian listened to how he described the place, he was very grateful for the little that he had, it was mind-blowing. "Being an escort has it's perks, but meeting children and not seeing them again isn't fun at all. Maybe you can win," he said. "I don't stomach it. I just.. get by. The Capitol is.. a beautiful place. There's restaurants, plenty of shopping centers, bars, and the like. Speaking of, would you like something to drink? Everything's here. Tributes can have everything but alcohol," he said. Fabian continued as he stood up and walked over to the buffet. "Well first you have the Tribute Parade, I'm sure you've seen that right?" he asked. "Then you go into this luxurious hotel, and each District has their own floor."

love is kind,
love is sweet. love has no walls.


P Zander smiled as he bent his" No I'm just hungry." He nodded his head and then cracking his fingers. Feeling that little pleasant feeling he always got from it. Moving his head from side to side trying to crack it as he noticed the escort had gotten to his level knees so that he could rest hid head on them." And i never met a capitol person, funny how things are like that." He laughed but it came out not as cheerful but calm. He knew their was no other way of coming back alive then accepting that he may have to do crazy things....not meaning he would do them but that they could happen. The boy wouldn't hurt a fly but it wasn't like he would let someone just kill him."The first victor of eight...ya the victors spots mostly go to careers don't they?" Everything was just confusing and he didn't want to hurt anybody. He listened to the man talk about the capitol in a rather good way." I'm assuming you don't mind children then? meaning your either a parent or..." Making a thumbs up symbol  with a half smile." A really cool guy i guess." The boy was surprised about the offer for the fancy food. "Mr.Bonjanovic may i have a glass of water please." Speaking politely as he watched him walk to the buffet table. All those delicacy's looked tempting to eat. Some meat some fruit creations that he had never seen before. His mouth drooled slightly looking at it. He got up off the couch and walked over to the plates."Ya I have seen the Parades...really neat outfits." A important question entered his mind as he got simple food like a apple and a swab of peanut butter. A sack he would often share with his sister Zarah." Can we send letters home? like...while were not in the arena?"
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Fabian bent down to Zander's level, and looked at his face. "Sleepy, are we?" he asked. Fabian didn't expect to have this good of a time. Most Tributes sat and didn't want to speak to him. They just stared of into space, and thought about what could be their death. If it was him, he would take every chance to get food, water, anything. Because it may be the last time you see it. "Yes, the most Victors are from District One. But that's only because all of the Careers are in one big pack." he said. "Don't let dogs intimidate you. I'm sure if you and the other non-career Districts teamed up against the Careers, they wouldn't stand a chance." It was true. This tactic hadn't been used yet, but the other Districts won because of pure luck. This year, being it a special year, something special should happen. Like a District Eight Male coming back home. "I don't really have a choice, do I?" he said laughing a little. "But no, seriously. I like children, I guess. They're.. interesting." Fabian was fascinated at the advantages Zander was taking. He had never talked to any Tribute this long. "I'm sorry, I don't think you can." he said. "But if you could, what would you want it to say?" he asked.

love is kind,
love is sweet. love has no walls.


No I'm just hungry." He nodded his head and then cracking his fingers. Feeling that little pleasant feeling he always got from it. Moving his head from side to side trying to crack it as he noticed the escort had gotten to his level. A smirk came onto his face as he mentioned a tactic he that the lower districts could try." By dogs don't you mean whatever mutt...or grand final they will have?" He reached out and patted the mans shoulder before getting up with a bit of a laugh. It was weird how he was actually enjoying this conversation. It was much better then crying about home and talking about it was much better." Since we don't have a victory" He paused as he took the water given to him by the other man. Taking a sip before he set it down and let his desire for food take over." They should appoint escorts to be the fill in....seems your like one anyways." Adding food to his plate that had apple slices and peanut butter now had things like ham, cheese, grapes and all kinds of fruits that he hadn't tried. Standing by the buffet he set the plate down as he listened." Yes kids are interesting. Maybe I will be able to survive and have some of my own in a way." He knew it was impossible for him to have kids with Hark physically in the future sense the world didn't work like that. Their were some orphans in eight so maybe when he was in his thirties he could take one in. All of that was a if...if he survived. Then the question that was answered hurt him that he couldn't. He turned his head to look at Fabian." I would tell them that Capitol people are not all bad....and that I miss them...especially my best friend Constance.....and Hark." He sighed saying their names as he turned around and sat on the couch setting his food down on the table smiling. He would rather not think about the people he missed even though he knew it would be impossible to not think about them. "Have you ever had to say goodbye to your family, friends and a love all in the same day?....it sucks" His eyes sadly looked at his food as he forked a piece of pineapple and put it in his mouth.
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Fabian chuckled. The Capitol and dogs is a thing, but he was hearing things, and they weren't about dogs. "I can't say much.. but. If I were you, I wouldn't worry about dogs if I were you. Just make sure your water is clean." he said. Hopefully the President wasn't paying attention to that. From what Fabian heard, all the Tributes can get from the Arena to consume was water. Water? The essential nutrient of life. But the Gamemakers could have tampered it in many ways. Fabian just hoped that Zander wouldn't die due to water. "I'm no victor," he said. He went looked back at the buffet, and saw some sort of dessert. It almost was a very high-class donut. He went to get it, and put it on a plate. He also got some Red Wine, and drank a little bit of that. "Constance, is that a friend friend?" he said winking at Zander. Fabian placed his meal on the placemat. "Yeah. When I became an escort. But we were never close anyway." he said.

love is kind,
love is sweet. love has no walls.


Nodding his head listening as he at another piece of food. If the escort was telling the truth which he thought he was. Then that meant their would be water...and that it could be harmful. Zander didn't say anything that would be really noticeable incase any of the crew mean were around." Your not helping not proving that escorts can be like mentors......emotional support during these times are just as needed as planning for the games. Which you have also given your im put and I appreciate it." His brown eyes looked at the wine kind of curiose of what it tasted like. Zander was a good child for the most part and a good person but he was curiose of why someone would want to drink it. He heard him talk about Constance in the suggestion but all he made was a wide eyed and surprised face. It wasn't that Constance wasn't pretty or had a cool personality...she had all of that but she wasn't too his liking a way of dating. The tribute looked from side to side seeing if anyone was their. No, he felt like he could trust Fabian." If I can tell you the truth Hark is the friend friend ." He smiled as he at another piece of fruit slightly afraid of what could happen if he was wrong about his trust.
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Bonjanovic smiled at Zander. From what it looked like, he got the hint. Fabian heard that water was the essential key to survival in this Arena, so maybe Zander would find some good water. But Fabian will of course send him something. "Just know that when you're in there, don't let them change who you are. And if you need anything, just say the word." he stated. Zander seemed to nice to kill anything, not even a spider on the ground. But he would have to, if he wanted to survive. He needed to. "Ah," he smirked. "The truth is the golden rule." he stated. Fabian liked a Tribute that took risks, maybe Zander would be fine in the Arena after all. Fabian sipped his wine.

love is kind,
love is sweet. love has no walls.


Brown eyes looked at Fabian who was smiling. Zander can only guess that he knew he understood. He dipped a apple slice into the peanut butter and swallowed the delightful fruit." So other then the hotel...which I hope is as cool as you say or else....I just may never let it go, what happens next? Anything that could make the capitol like me more? Ideas would be great." A smirk on his face as he needed something to get reid of the peanut butter stuck somewhere in his throat. The taste still on his tongue as he grabbed his glass of water as he heard the same thing Constance said to him. He lets go of his glass to stop himself from laughing allowed at hearing it again." What's with everyone saying that? Constance said the same thing. Great minds think alike." The tribute then looked down at his spilled water and got up." O I'm so sorry." Walking over to the buffet looking for napkins to clean the mess.
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Fabian watched Zander eat. He probably hadn't had a good meal, ever in his whole life. He deserved all the food he wanted. He then went to get himself some celery, and ate it plain. He sipped some more of his wine. "The second day we being Training." he said. "But because there are no District Eight Victors, it'll just be you and your District Partner." he stated. "After that is.. The Tribute Showcase. And the last thing is the Interview." Fabian smiled when Zander said he sounded like one of his friends. "That means you like me right? Good." he said." Zander spilled a little water and Fabian got a mini-vacuum from his pocket, and cleaned it right up. "There we go," he said.

love is kind,
love is sweet. love has no walls.


Zander nodded listening as he tried to find a napkin. "Well that just dandy.....my tribute partner doesn't seem like she wants to talk to me." A sigh escaped his lips as he heard about the interviews and such. He was surprised to see that it all cleaned up. The answer was a pocket vacuum that his mom would probably love to have. It would be way easier to clean rather then with a feathery duster." You should tell me were you bought that so i can buy for my mom if i win. She would love it." To most maybe caring about your family's cleaning ability wasn't on the highest list but he couldn't help it. He had a big heart that was always open for others and his family." But my real question was." He sat back down this time with another glass of water. Hopefully this one wouldn't spill." How is the interviewer Miranda is it?...Anything i should avoid talking about you think? "Taking a bite out of the ham on his plate before the train hitting a speed bump and causing his water glass to come out of his hand and hit the vacuum spilling and breaking."....I'm a horrible klutz"
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Fabian got up and walked to where Zander was. "It's fine, the avox will get it for us." he said. He lightly moved Zander's hand away from the table. "I'm sure she's just scared. Or shy. Or a combination of both." he suggested. Fabian smiled. "Well you can probably only buy it in the Capitol, but mine was free. However, it probably costs.. some outrageous amount of money. That I wouldn't even may for a vaccum." he replied. Fabian listened to his questions and tried to answer them the best that he could. He was never a Tribute, so it was only from his point of view. "I wouldn't mention the friend friend," he said. "And Miranda is nice, but she still has to follow the rules as well." he stated. "I wouldn't go getting her into trouble."

OOC: I switched the order sorry, so I replied to his last thing first.

love is kind,
love is sweet. love has no walls.


His dark brown eyes saw the female avox step out of the corner of the room of the rain too pickup the pieces of the glass. It shouldn't be her duty to clean after his messes. Even though he felt his hand get moved away from the table by Fabian. Repelling the movement and getting up to help the poor unfortunate Avox." No its my mess I should clean it up." Laying a hand on the silent women trying to reassure that he gots it." Maybe you should take a seat?....Must be uncomfortable standing all that time." He smiled not knowing the rules of avox's or the capitols way. Just his kindness forcing him to do what he thought was kind. Picking up the tiny pieces looking up at Fabian with a smile after hearing about the vacuum." Well if i win then i'm definitely buying it from you for my mom." Sighing as he heard about Fabians opinion on telling people. Maybe it would be stupid to tell...but maybe then if the capitol felt bad that it was a forbidden love in the districts. He could get sympathy and possibly more sponsors." Well...what if some of sponsors thought of it as sad? That its forbidden in the districts and not in the capitol. I don't know if its the best idea but maybe it could work?." Hearing about Miranda being nice but still having to follow the rules made Zander feel a bit weird. I guess it was true...no one held a protective bubble against the capitol...not even the important people." I guess that proofs...that no one is protected against the capitol...not even the important people like you."
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Fabian smiled when he heard Zander's reply. "You're intelligent aren't you?" he asked. Had to be. Any other kid would just say "Yeah, clean up my mess.." But Zander wasn't like that. Fabian admired that in a person. He was a Tribute, so a part of him being selfish right now was deserved. However, he didn't let this setting change his personality. "How about we do this. If you win, you can have it for free." he offered. Fabian would give it to him for free because he would deserve it. Having to go through trials and tribulations of what would be the First Quarter Quell is an achievement in itself. He heard what Zander said, and thought for a second. "I don't know, that's a possibility, but that would involve me, and I don't want my actions to affect your life or death situation." he stated. "Especially something that.. particular, would get both of us in trouble. They'd probably say I influenced you, and exaggerate our whole relationship, as Escort and Tribute." he stated. Fabian didn't want to sound mean, but it was the truth. Somehow a boy like Zander would just have to keep some things to himself. "It's just something I wouldn't say if I were you." he stated. Zander was right, the Capitol didn't include Fabian, it was the President and his small circle of murderers. "I'm not important," he said. "Don't worry about me."

love is kind,
love is sweet. love has no walls.


Picking up the pieces little by little until all the glass was he had was in his hand. Setting the pieces on a plate and offering it to the Avox." I would do it myself I don't know were the trash can is. So please throw this away for me. Thank you." He smiled as he listened to the deal about the vacuum." Thanks..that's real nice of you Fabian." He stood up off the ground and then went back to the couch and sat down again. Looking at the Avox ." Your hair looks pretty by the way." He listened to Fabian talk about what could happen if he did say something about Hark. He stared down at his bracelet thinking of home. All the things he missed where their....now the only thing in his way is twenty three other tributes. Maybe he could do it...win and get that vacuum too. But then what? Fabian may get in trouble for it...and the assumptions that he influenced him. They would be far off as he has been way he has for as long as he could remember. No help was needed in who he liked. The whole situation sucked and he wished it would all vanish. Zander didn't want to speak again...until he heard Fabian call himself un important." No, Your very important as a escort, information, and as a friend." He smiled while he kept looking at his token. Wondering what Constance and everyone was doing." Plus you might have save my life with talking." Looking up at Fabian. Wanting to change the subject now from what he had asked...about Miranda and such." How much longer till we reach the capitol?"

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The Avox nodded her head and went back to where she was, quietly. Not as though she had a choice. Avoxes had their tongues cut out, and therefore could not speak. "The pleasure is all mine," he said. Fabian and Zander's conversation was getting a little weird, however Fabian couldn't lie and tell Zander that he'd be getting a lot of sponsors, because it simply wasn't the truth. Some people fall for the love story, and others only fall for ruthless killers. It's a matter of opinion. "Thank you," he said. "And.. it shouldn't be too much longer, the only reason it feels like a long time is because we're talking. However, we've only been on the train for a few minutes."

love is kind,
love is sweet. love has no walls.


Feeling bad that perhaps he had bothered the avox with his compliment. All he kept thinking about was home. His parents and sister were probably waiting to see him on the television. What would the think when they saw him actually in the parade? in the interviews? or when that gong went off. Why couldn't he have just gone as usual. Sitting at home watching the games with his sister and mother and father. Zander decided that the conversation was probably coming to a end due to time and that he felt like he needed some time to himself. Planning and thinking of what he would say and what he would do. Getting off the couch with a semi smile. " Well I better get to practicing my smile for the capitol and such." It wasn't the best excuse but at least it wasn't just I didn't want to talk to you anymore right now. Turning to the door before walking out.

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love is kind,
love is sweet. love has no walls.


Feeling bad that perhaps he had bothered the avox with his compliment. All he kept thinking about was home. His parents and sister were probably waiting to see him on the television. What would the think when they saw him actually in the parade? in the interviews? or when that gong went off. Why couldn't he have just gone as usual. Sitting at home watching the games with his sister and mother and father. Zander decided that the conversation was probably coming to a end due to time and that he felt like he needed some time to himself. Planning and thinking of what he would say and what he would do. Getting off the couch with a semi smile. " Well I better get to practicing my smile for the capitol and such." It wasn't the best excuse but at least it wasn't just I didn't want to talk to you anymore right now. Turning to the door before walking out.

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