Jot eats his soupière of beef ragoût with alarming speed. I savor the rich flavor of the meal, knowing I should put on as much padding as possible before the games begin to have energy reserves.
"So," he says. "we pondered quite a few ideas when designing your costumes. We could dress toi as fishermen, but we feel that would be too... drab. Typical. We also considered dressing toi as a wave, but we couldn't get the fabrics in time. So Reida (Jay's stylist) and I decided to try a new approach."
"New approach?"
"Yes. Would toi like to see it?" He asks, standing up and pushing his chair in. He walks briskly, even though we have several hours until the opening parade.
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"Close your eyes," he tells me. I hear the creak of the dresser at the far side of the room being opened. Then his footsteps. A dress is gently settled over my head and onto my shoulders. It weighs enough that it startles me into opening my eyes.
I look down. It immediately strikes me as the most beautifully ethereal thing I have ever laid eyes on, much less worn.
The dress is sleeveless. The haut, retour au début hem is embroidered with dentelle and pearls. Tiny or beads line the edge of the lace. From there, the fabric flows down, but there are scales sewn onto it. They are all mother-of-pearl and they ripple when I move, like chain mail. It is gathered at my waist and extends to knee length. Jot smiles.
"You look even plus beautiful than I pictured. See what I meant?"
And I do. Jot has turned me into a fish, if poisson are divine creatures.
I turn and look behind me into the mirror. Pale golden gauze forms fins down my back.
"That's not all," Jot says as he opens the dresser drawer again. He grabs a pair of golden slippers with pearl beadwork, a semitransparent châle that has the appearance of seaweed, and a casque that tops it all.
It is golden, with the seaweed-shawl material and pearls woven into it. Satiny streamers of fabric in gold, green, pale pink, blue, and cream spread from the sides and flutter down my back when he places it on my head.
I'm going to have sponsors lined up around the block.
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Sorry this is a short chapter, but I can't write suivant week, so I thought I'd go ahead and publier this. Hope toi like it and please become a fan!
"So," he says. "we pondered quite a few ideas when designing your costumes. We could dress toi as fishermen, but we feel that would be too... drab. Typical. We also considered dressing toi as a wave, but we couldn't get the fabrics in time. So Reida (Jay's stylist) and I decided to try a new approach."
"New approach?"
"Yes. Would toi like to see it?" He asks, standing up and pushing his chair in. He walks briskly, even though we have several hours until the opening parade.
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"Close your eyes," he tells me. I hear the creak of the dresser at the far side of the room being opened. Then his footsteps. A dress is gently settled over my head and onto my shoulders. It weighs enough that it startles me into opening my eyes.
I look down. It immediately strikes me as the most beautifully ethereal thing I have ever laid eyes on, much less worn.
The dress is sleeveless. The haut, retour au début hem is embroidered with dentelle and pearls. Tiny or beads line the edge of the lace. From there, the fabric flows down, but there are scales sewn onto it. They are all mother-of-pearl and they ripple when I move, like chain mail. It is gathered at my waist and extends to knee length. Jot smiles.
"You look even plus beautiful than I pictured. See what I meant?"
And I do. Jot has turned me into a fish, if poisson are divine creatures.
I turn and look behind me into the mirror. Pale golden gauze forms fins down my back.
"That's not all," Jot says as he opens the dresser drawer again. He grabs a pair of golden slippers with pearl beadwork, a semitransparent châle that has the appearance of seaweed, and a casque that tops it all.
It is golden, with the seaweed-shawl material and pearls woven into it. Satiny streamers of fabric in gold, green, pale pink, blue, and cream spread from the sides and flutter down my back when he places it on my head.
I'm going to have sponsors lined up around the block.
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Sorry this is a short chapter, but I can't write suivant week, so I thought I'd go ahead and publier this. Hope toi like it and please become a fan!
chapter 2
Train ride
catos pov
We are now on the train i am sitting on a orange canapé with my mentors .Clove comes and sits suivant to me shes young but pretty i stare at her she looks my way and i blush she giggles then the reapings come on. district 1 a young man marvel o toole strong but no match for me and a girl my age glimmer gaze she is beautiful i cant take my eyes off her.
cloves pov
the reapings are finished no compettition there. dîner is over so i go in my room and sleep and sleep well as the capitol is coming tommorow cato is asleep to we get along we have talked about our skills and we agreed we shall form an allience and are hopefull to get district one.
Train ride
catos pov
We are now on the train i am sitting on a orange canapé with my mentors .Clove comes and sits suivant to me shes young but pretty i stare at her she looks my way and i blush she giggles then the reapings come on. district 1 a young man marvel o toole strong but no match for me and a girl my age glimmer gaze she is beautiful i cant take my eyes off her.
cloves pov
the reapings are finished no compettition there. dîner is over so i go in my room and sleep and sleep well as the capitol is coming tommorow cato is asleep to we get along we have talked about our skills and we agreed we shall form an allience and are hopefull to get district one.
Reaping day...
Catos pov
Todays the jour reaping jour the jour i volenteer to be tribute .Feeling very confident as i walk to the district 2 17 male section here we go.welcome welcome welcome this is were i tune out paying no attention to the video from the capital.Here it goes this an it was the boys first .... thomas lankey everone clears a path the worry on his face i know him he is only 12 but he is going nowhere. I voulenteer i say with pride as i walk up to the stage whats your name young man cato harris well now its time for the girls clove she comes up no worry at all just pride looks about 15 shes got no chance.
Cloves pov
We go in the justice building catos eyes fixed on me i have no visitors so straight to the train for me looks like the same for mr harris .
Catos pov
Todays the jour reaping jour the jour i volenteer to be tribute .Feeling very confident as i walk to the district 2 17 male section here we go.welcome welcome welcome this is were i tune out paying no attention to the video from the capital.Here it goes this an it was the boys first .... thomas lankey everone clears a path the worry on his face i know him he is only 12 but he is going nowhere. I voulenteer i say with pride as i walk up to the stage whats your name young man cato harris well now its time for the girls clove she comes up no worry at all just pride looks about 15 shes got no chance.
Cloves pov
We go in the justice building catos eyes fixed on me i have no visitors so straight to the train for me looks like the same for mr harris .
sir are toi ok?
get off me snow a dit get me an escort
ok sir right away sir
an avox escorted him right away. I want her found right ayway snow yelled.
i will send someone right away
good
katniss is at accueil with peeta and the kid are playing in the woods and peeta is cooking katniss siting in the her bedroom looking out the window looking at the kids but some how she knows that something is wrong but what is it
the suivant jour she knows something is wrong it smells like death like snow she wake's peeta up and ask him to wake up the kids she walks down stairs and snow is in the liveing room peeta run's down stairs "the kid are gone"
"what did toi do with them"
"well that's for me to know and toi to worry about"
"tell me what toi did with them"
to be countinued ...
get off me snow a dit get me an escort
ok sir right away sir
an avox escorted him right away. I want her found right ayway snow yelled.
i will send someone right away
good
katniss is at accueil with peeta and the kid are playing in the woods and peeta is cooking katniss siting in the her bedroom looking out the window looking at the kids but some how she knows that something is wrong but what is it
the suivant jour she knows something is wrong it smells like death like snow she wake's peeta up and ask him to wake up the kids she walks down stairs and snow is in the liveing room peeta run's down stairs "the kid are gone"
"what did toi do with them"
"well that's for me to know and toi to worry about"
"tell me what toi did with them"
to be countinued ...