"Song!" her district partner had called, holding up the first two weapons he got his hands on: a flail in his right hand; a machete in his left
( ... )
Tag hadn't survived the first day either. It hadn't been the Careers who got him though. Five's boy did him in, but made so much noise in doing it he'd called Career Pack wrath down on him in return
( ... )
Or maybe Song Wen didn't play games as much as most of them. She played a very straightforward Games after all- that boy from Nine who helped her against those other Careers had only exchanged a few sentences with her the best that Haymitch could tell (maybe they spoke in training?)-- any enchantment related to her, the Nine boy cast on himself
( ... )
She didn't like the cold, but she kept on appearing onscreen in fancy shoes instead of boots. At least they were tall enough to keep her toes raised up from the dusting of snow in Seven and several of the other districts.
The escort's transparent heeled boots had sparkled with glitter trapped within plastic when she had pulled the names. Pepper Lee and Tag Ashmurton. There had been nothing Haymitch could do but watch. It was the same now, but there wasn't that need to act at least
( ... )
Oh, this is lovely! Nice way to incorporate your backstory and wider headcanon here, and exploring Haymitch's mindset as he's basically taking the first steps into perpetual hell. (Oh, Haymitch....)
Thank you!! Yeah, it was a nice blend of 'write more Haymitch!' and 'write more of my headcanon!'
I'd actually had the part about Song's decoupage shoes from back in April and nearly forgotten about it until I started writing this and had deja vu- 'didn't I write Song and Haymitch talking before around this time in their respective histories?' ...can I dig it up and use it? (I've been giving Song a hard time about that talent since the moment I learned about it...)
I wanted to write something that fit with my other writing, but as far as Haymitch would pretty ambiguous to be able to match up your headcanon re: his girl, his prostitution, his public talent, etc. (And since I've leaned heavily to my D4 stuff that wasn't too hard, heh). I feel like this is part of the beginning of 'Haymitch knows everybody!' (one of many reasons he'll be important to the rebellion) along with being sad and drinking and other more negative things. (He'll meet Shad the next year while Odysseus rests on his laurels)
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The escort's transparent heeled boots had sparkled with glitter trapped within plastic when she had pulled the names. Pepper Lee and Tag Ashmurton. There had been nothing Haymitch could do but watch. It was the same now, but there wasn't that need to act at least ( ... )
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I'd actually had the part about Song's decoupage shoes from back in April and nearly forgotten about it until I started writing this and had deja vu- 'didn't I write Song and Haymitch talking before around this time in their respective histories?' ...can I dig it up and use it? (I've been giving Song a hard time about that talent since the moment I learned about it...)
I wanted to write something that fit with my other writing, but as far as Haymitch would pretty ambiguous to be able to match up your headcanon re: his girl, his prostitution, his public talent, etc. (And since I've leaned heavily to my D4 stuff that wasn't too hard, heh). I feel like this is part of the beginning of 'Haymitch knows everybody!' (one of many reasons he'll be important to the rebellion) along with being sad and drinking and other more negative things. (He'll meet Shad the next year while Odysseus rests on his laurels)
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