It seems like everyone’s disappeared. I find this extremely sad but also unavoidable. Everybody’s got things in their personal life that they have to deal with and although I’m sure they loved being in the RP they just didn’t have the time for it anymore. This was my first RP and it was honestly amazing. The people in it were so kind and helpful, and I think there were a lot of good storylines and paras that came out of it. I hate to say this but I’m going to be leaving. It was lovely getting to know you all. Give my regards to Ayla and let her know she created a wonderful roleplay. Paige, you were a great temp mod and Clove. Like seriously. The Clato you wrote was marvelous. Cinna, your Cirtia posts gave me all sorts of feels. And Zacari/Audra you were probably the person I interacted with the most, and it was simply fantastic. You’re a great writer and a very sweet person and I’m glad that I got the chance to write with you. I’m not going to be deleting the blog, simply because it holds a lot of good memories. Love you guys and it was lovely getting to know you all. <3
~Mhairi (Madge)
Audra and Zacari both laughed. They both knew that sometimes that was true on occasion. They didn’t fight often though, especially to the point of hitting each other. Zacari never actually hit Audra, just pushed her once when they were younger. Their mother would have a fit if they were to ever really fight. She got upset enough even if they were only yelling. Sometimes Zacari wondered if all the times that his father was told to calm down by his mother made his pent up his anger. Then when she was gone he just let everything out. Audra and Zacari always knew that things weren’t the best between their parents but even in their worst fights, they would both give each other that look and everything would be alright. Zacari hoped one day, he and Madge could do the same.
“I’m not much of a fighter anyway.” Audra shrugged, she simply knew that nothing was really solved through fighting. Zacari, on the other hand, seemed to think everything could be solved by yelling. “I don’t even yell most of the time.” Audra laughed a bit. “Zacari is a different story obviously. Always was.”
Zacari raised his eyebrow at Audra. He knew that she was right but he didn’t yell all the time, did he? He tried to figure out how to play off Audra’s comment but couldn’t figure out the correct words. Zacari looked around the bathroom, realizing they had no reason to be in there anymore. Everything was fine and his hand would eventually heal. He felt like an idiot for it now but at the time he just wanted to break something. Although, he never thought about breaking his hand. “It’s not my fault that I’m so different from little Miss. Perfect.” Zacari teased.
Madge nodded her head at Audra’s comment. The girl didn’t need to use physical tactics to intimidate people. Madge could clearly remember how just the girl’s words and the way she looked at her had had Madge nervous when they had had dinner together. One might look at Audra and pass her off as just another helpless tribute, but she was intelligent and quick. She certainly wasn’t as strong as some of the other tributes, but she was skilled in her own ways.
At Audra’s remark about Zacari, she adjusted herself so that she could clearly see his expression. The statement was true enough. Zacari tended to yell, even at the two of them, but she wasn’t going to be the one to point it out. Zacari simply raised his eyebrows and sent a teasing comment back at Audra. Madge smiled slightly before her stomach growled loudly. Blushing, she reached up and tucked a piece of bedraggled hair behind one ear. It seemed like her body was no longer satisfied with playful conversations at the door of the bathroom. After a good two or so days, Madge’s stomach was demanding actual food. She tried to remember the last time she’d had anything to eat. It must have been the morning after her and Zacari’s fight. She couldn’t remember if she’d had anything to eat since. Maybe some coffee with Audra?
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“I’m sure you two would get on great!” he grinned, “Maybe we can all have dinner one night? You bring this boyfriend…” he added with a wink.
Madge smiled at the thought of meeting Cinna’s sweetheart. Portia seemed like a very sweet young woman, much like Cinna. They proved that not all of the Capitol citizens were as bad as one might think. “That would be lovely. I’ll have to ask him about it,” Madge replied with a small grin.
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Zacari looked over at Madge. Worry was in every part of her face. “Yes, it is..” He sighed happily. The pain in his hand was subsiding because the cold water was numbing it, slowly but surely. He returned to watching the water spray his hand. The feeling was so nice that his mouth almost watered with pleasure. Eventually, the water was becoming ineffective but the pain from bumping it had left. Now only the residual pain remained. Zacari smiled at Audra, her bright green eyes were beginning to let go of the worry they had once held. “I think we are good.” Zacari turned off the water and carefully removed it from the sink. “I need to be more careful next time, that’s all.” He smiled.
Audra shook her head and laughed. “Or maybe just don’t punch walls, you idiot.” She moved over to where Madge was standing to watch her brother. He jumped up on the counter under the bright lights to examine his multicolored bruise. Audra shook her head once more and nudged Madge. “He’ll be fine, he’s been through worse.” Audra remembered all the times that Zacari had come home with horrible bites, bruises, bumps, and sicknesses. “You should see him after I get through with him.” Audra joked. Zacari raised his eyebrow in confusion. “Oh yeah, I take him down quite often.” She smirked.
As Madge caught Zacari’s eye she relaxed slightly, noticing the relief in his eyes. The water was obviously effective in subdoing the pain in Zacari’s hand, for which she was greatful. Seeing him in pain made her squirm. When Zacari had injured his foot she had been horribly worried. Knowing that there was nothing she could do to relieve his pain had her frustrated beyond belief. As Zacari sent a smile in Audra’s direction and turned off the faucet Madge heaved a sigh of relief. It seemed as if he’d be alright. For now. Madge rolled her eyes at Zacari’s comment. You’ve got that right.
Audra’s next comment had her biting her lip to keep from laughing. Audra could handle serious situations extremely well, but she was really rather funny. Especially when it came to teasing Zacari. As Zacari jumped up onto the counter Madge could feel herself take a sharp intake of breath, worrying that he’d bump his hand. Luckily he landed on the counter safe and sound. Madge relaxed, leaning against the door frame as Audra moved beside her. Audra’s next comment caught her off guard and this time she wasn’t able to contain her laughter. Imagining Audra taking on her brother was a rather amusing thought.
“Oh, I’m sure you’re able to take him down without much effort. I certainly wouldn’t want to go against you in a fight,” Madge replied jokingly. The second part of her sentence was partially true, however. Audra might not be as brawny as her brother, but she was extremely intelligent, which Madge knew would come in handy when she made it into the arena.
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“She is… the love of my life,” he gushed, blushing a deep red colour, “and we are together, yes. It doesn’t take long around us to notice that, I’ve been told we’re ‘sickeningly loved up’ by more than one person.”
He ran his fingers through his hair again, grinning like an idiot.
Madge smiled fondly at Cinna’s words, her smile turning into a large grin as he blushed a bright red. From what she had seen of Portia and Cinna, there was definitely some chemistry going on. The way that they looked at each other and the simple gestures that might not seem like much really showed how much they cared for each other.
“That’s great! I’ll have to meet her sometime; she sounds simply wonderful!” Madge laughed, a bright smile on her face.
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“Me too, honey,” he grimaced in reply, “me too.”
He got up, going back to perch on the table, mostly to give Madge some space, he had a habit of getting in people’s faces.
“I guess we’ve just got to make the most of the time we have with the ones we love, we never know when they could be gone.”
Madge nodded her head solemnly, her eyes downcast as she ran her fingers over the smooth golden dress. Cinna’s words reminded her of Audra’s small speech at the Interviews, and just how true they were. You weren’t guaranteed any time with the ones you cared about. You’d be wise to take all the time that you’ve been granted with them and be thankful for it.
“Exactly. Which leads me to my question…are you and Portia seriously just friends, or partners, or am I correct when assuming there’s something more going on?” Madge asked with a knowing grin, hoping to direct their conversation away from such depressing matters.
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