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Supernatueral HG RP
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•°. * уσυ ¢αи'т נυѕт ℓєανє α gυу ωнσ'ѕ тяуιиg нιѕ вєѕт ∂єѕριтє єνєяутнιиg αℓσиє, у'киσω? * .°•
Leaf was tossing and turning. She kept seeing herself getting cornered by the Careers then they slowly kill her until one of them finally finishes her off. Leaf woke up screaming just before the death blow. She clutched a hand over her heart and panting hard from the nightmare.
Gale easily fell asleep. She kept her thoughts on the other tributes. She was going to go solo, not team up with any one. (I just realized that there is a character named Gale in the books)
Mallory stared up at the ceiling, she didn't blink. She didn't even seem to breath. She wasn't thinking about the games at all. She was thinking of her family.
Rose was imagining she was shooting an arrow. Arrows through the president's face, through the game keepers face and through a few select tributes that she did not like.
Agent Fallows, signing out~
Harlow is walking around the hallways on her floor. She can't bring herself to sleep, her thoughts are consumed by tomorrow's games. She isn't sure what angle she wants to take, should the two run? Hide? Fight? She shuts her eyes and sighs. She doesn't want to hurt anyone, but she will kill to protect Leaf. If anyone dares to look at her the wrong way... Off with their heads!
Ryder seems to be the only person who can actually sleep. His dreams consist of killing every Tribute. He smiles at the part where he kills Flare in front of Blaze, and then, killing Blaze afterward. (Psychopath alert)
Gale was analyzing the other tributes. "Some of the seemed formidable." she thinks.
Mallory shoots a glance at Rose. Rose returns the look.
Agent Fallows, signing out~
Striding back to the rooms, Kardia passed Catrina and a small seed of pity festered in her chest. Ignoring the small girl, she walked straight into her room. Her brain a was mess, fractured and hastily glued back together as she sunk helplessly onto the bed. She knew that others didn't see death as the salvation and answer to the problems of the world, but to have her ideals vehemently rejected like that was a surprise. Staring at the ceiling, she sighed heavily.

•°. * уσυ ¢αи'т נυѕт ℓєανє α gυу ωнσ'ѕ тяуιиg нιѕ вєѕт ∂єѕριтє єνєяутнιиg αℓσиє, у'киσω? * .°•

•°. * уσυ ¢αи'т נυѕт ℓєανє α gυу ωнσ'ѕ тяуιиg нιѕ вєѕт ∂єѕριтє єνєяутнιиg αℓσиє, у'киσω? * .°•

•°. * уσυ ¢αи'т נυѕт ℓєανє α gυу ωнσ'ѕ тяуιиg нιѕ вєѕт ∂єѕριтє єνєяутнιиg αℓσиє, у'киσω? * .°•
Tempest shrugs. "The more the merrier, there is strength in numbers" she holds a hand up to the girl. "But do keep your voice down" she responds calmly. "We don't want the wrong person to overhear"