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It's the day of the reaping, everyone's either sleeping or preparing for the reapingalged doomsday.

District 3

Kyu was sleeping as the light slowly started to enter her window pane.

District 5

Rita was sitting up and watching as the day came and felt powerless to stop it. It was her first reaping and she was nervous.

District 7

Leaf was curled in and around lover Harlow, her big baby belly posing as a minor nussice but managable.

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Chakti was pacing, fiddling with anything he could get his hands on. He muttered to himself, a small piece of fabric in his mouth. He silenced himself and bit down on the fabric, then set down the little spring he had managed to pull from somewhere. Stopping his pacing, he Looked up at the ceiling, then said, "What are the chances that I, f all people, got picked for this?" He anticipated it, yes, but he was still terrified at the thought of the day to come.

Tempest was reluctant, but she had to go back to her district. At first, she was hopeful. Maybe it was a lie, and her parents would welcome her home with open arms. What she found was her once caring father was was now aggressive against her, her mother, someone she once trusted so much so, that she could tell her anything was now cold as ice. Even her siblings refused to offer any signs of love, they barley looked at her. She was forced to move out. It was difficult for her to find a place to live, even harder to get a job. To her district, she was a disgrace. She joined ranks with the poorer districts, even promising to harm other careers if needed. They all refused to believe that she had no idea of the escape, and played no role in it. As she prepares for the Reaping, she does as she did last year. She stares at herself in the mirror. Her once soft features are tough, her scared and broken personality had been chipped away. Leaving her slightly cold and catious. She had grown as a person, but in return, she lost everything. She makes sure her cloak is wrapped tightly around her. She had to stay hidden. She was going to volunteer, she had no life here. She had more to live for in the arena than her own home.

Harlow wraps her arms comfortably around Leaf and softly kisses her forehead. For a moment, she considers waking up Leaf, but then thinks better of it. Leaf needed her rest and the more she slept, the less time she had to worry about this year's Reaping. Downstairs, she can hear cooking. It was most likely Gran preparing breakfast. Harlow smiles to herself, she is happy that Gran was this accepting of her relationship. She treats Leaf well, as if she were her own daughter.

Kayda is still asleep in her house. Her foster parents allow her to rest, she'll need it.

(My apologies for any kinds of typos. This was a lot to type for my tired self xD)

Before the sun even rose, Gateguard was up, making breakfast for his large family. Eggs were cracked and the smell of fresh food filled the small camp that the family of five called home. Avenir, the eldest of them all, crawled out groggily as always, yawning behind an outstretched hand. "Morning." Gateguard mumbled, sliding his brother's breakfast onto a plate and handing it back to a still groggy Avenir. "Today's the reaping, so can you go get lunch while I dress everyone?"
Avenir grunted in return, taking the plates. "Here's to another year of staying safe." His brother sighed sarcastically before shoving the food down and dropping the empty plate by the deck. "I'll tell your boyfriend that you're up." Avenir called before leaving. Laughing, Gateguard poked his head into the shared tent finding Shion cuddling his three siblings. A beautiful sight if not for the fact that the four had to wake up and work.
"Wake up, sleepy heads!" Gateguard yelled, picking his siblings up suddenly. Jostling them all awake, his laughter was meet with excited squeals and frightened screaming as Gateguard heaved everyone outside, arms shaking with the effort.

Chrysomallys sighed happily, arms wrapped around the soft fur of his pet dog. The warm rays of sunshine faced across his face and warmed his back, leaving the young boy incapable of doing anything but melting into the comfort. A wet tounge slobbered over his face and Chrysomallys groaned trying to push his companion off the bed laughter ringing in his throat. A knock on the door had the boy and his dog freezing as his guardian's silence pierced through the wood separating them. "Up and at them, boy." His guardian barked, the stomping of feet fading away from the door. Sighing, Molly stop up and began to change, putting on the best clothes he had before his companion guided him out of the house

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when daylight finally came Rita wrestled herself out fo bed and went down stairs where her mother was cooking breakfast.

Kyu continued to doze until Kyu's twin, Luna, shook her awake. "We need to go, today's the reaping."

Leaf stired a bit in Harlow's arms a bit, but didn't wake up. When Harlow rubbed Leaf's inflated belly a bit she felt a kick from inside, Leaf grimanced in her sleep but didn't wake up.

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Tazuli woke up as the sunlight shine through her window, she woke up as she rubs her eyes before looking at the date “wait...today’s the reaping?” She said as she leaped out of her bed to make breakfast for herself

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Gleen was already awake. Her trade mark maniacal laugh rings through the house. The evil glint in her eyes makes her looks purely like a super villain. "Hunger Games Time!" she sings to her parents.

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[Aelia Loverre | 14]

Swift, dexterous fingers looped her hair in a braid as Aelia's pale scarlet eyes examined her reflection in the mirror. The sunlight outside illuminated her neat and expensive looking room. Having lived most of her life alone, Aelia operated on a very similar clock to the rest of the Careers in 2. Besides training extensively for the games - psychologically, physically, and emotionally - Aelia was a trainer herself. And nobody looking at her would honestly suspect it. Aelia was a lithe, slender Career with shoulder-length white hair and pure scarlet eyes. Her skin was quite pale; it didn't take a genius to figure out that Aelia was, in fact, an albino. Her age and youth reflected in her face, and most actually looking at her took a double-take that made her roll her eyes. Gods, she knew she looked innocent and soft and pretty, and the mere thought of it disgusted her beyond words.
There was no weapon - except perhaps her charm - that she had not mastered. Her scarlet eyes caught a glance of herself in the mirror and Aelia sighed. She understood that she looked tired and worn. What semblance of kindness or 'being soft' were gone, leaving in their wake a ferocious, lethal, killer. A conqueror who would stop at nothing to achieve her goal. A loose white blouse was the last (and the most) extravagant piece of her ensemble. Aelia's pristine heels echoed around the cool marble staircase as she saw herself downstairs. Her whole household, covered in wealth, though maybe not to the degree of a District One household. Aelia regarded it with scorn. She almost never wore jewels or any indication of her district's opulence as she loathed ostentation above her station.
The streets of Two were rather empty; which was understandable as it was still rather early. Despite the Reaping being such a grandiose affair, it wasn't necessarily met with the usual vehemence. The games were much more well-received.

WIP

Not only was Tempest's personality different, but her physically build had changed. She was no longer a small weakling. She was still small, but like Harlow, she had some muscle. She had taken up martial arts and practiced using weapons. She wasn't a master yet, but she defiantly had improved herself. This year, she decided to actually train for the Games. She was going to actually make an effort this time around. She still had a long time before the Reaping would actually begin, and she would rather get there last. So she sits on her bed and counts the minutes before she is due to leave.

Concern crosses over Harlow's face. She almost wakes up Leaf to ask if she is okay, fortunately for Leaf, she doesn't. She glances up to see Gran standing by the door, she intakes a startled breath. Gran silently walks into the room and starts grabbing dresses for them to wear. "I can do that, you don't need to do that for us" Harlow whispers. Gran holds a finger to her lips, indicating for Harlow to be quiet.
"Last year you ran off, so I couldn't help you prepare. I didn't even get to see you after you were chosen! I didn't get to see my granddaughter one last time before she was sent to death-" she voice breaks at the memory, tears fill her eyes. "You won't get away with that this time around" she whispers sternly. "Now- the Reaping is gonna start soon. Wake up Leaf so you can have some breakfast"

Kayda is woken up by her foster parents. She isn't too close with them. They aren't cruel to her, but she rarely gets to see them with all the work she does. Even after all of these years, she still feels awkward calling them "mom" and "dad." So she usually said nothing at all. After a quick breakfast, she changes into a dress at random. She doesn't have many dresses to wear. It's not necessary because she can't afford them, she just feels much more comfortable in what she calls: "regular clothing". There is another awkward moment when she is saying goodbye to her foster parents. But then a heart filled moment when she is saying goodbye to her older (foster) sister. Her sister refuses to let Kayda walk to the Reaping by herself. Together, the two walk to the Reaping. They chat along the way, talking about everything but the Reaping and the Games.

Chakti held the fabric piece in his mouth again, but this time he was looking in a tall mirror. He held a shirt in one hand, the other rubbing his face to check for any facial hair he needed to shave. Once satisfied with his face, his hand moved down to his last rib on the right, touching a medium-sized tattoo: a skull with a compass rose for one eye, his family crest. Muttering to the mirror, he slipped into his shirt and grunted, finding it to be a size too small. "How long's it been since I wore this?" He dug through his pile of clothing once more, then gave up trying to find a shirt that fit better. Walking into the kitchen area of his home, he tilted his head and listened , mainly for his parents, then started grabbing snack foods. He took them back to his room and shoved them in a knapsack, along with an extra set of clothes. "Don't be nervous, Chak Chak. You're ready." Once he said it, he started on his way to the door, his hand passing over his tattoo once more.

Dressing his siblings up elegantly, Gateguard went to Shion last and threw his gift over his younger brother's shoulders. "Gateguard.... Did you... Make this?" Shion asked tentatively, hands running down the fabric in awe. Gateguard didn't say anything, simply smiling as he helped Shion with the sash that would secure his coat in place. He had indeed made the coat, a gift for his brother before he reached the accursed age of reaping. Pressing a kiss onto Shion's green locks, Gateguard drew back with a smile. He'd also have to dress up and lay out his elder brother's clothes.... He sighed and disappeared into their tent to rummage around.

The city was painfully loud as Chrysomallys weaved around the throngs of bodies aided by his canine companion. The weather was nice he supposed, his keen senses picking up on the bustling town around him. He was shaken out of his thoughts rather harshly as a small object whacked him in the arm, a few other things hitting him followed by a smattering of snickers. Rubbing his arm ruefully, Molly ignored the people who looked down on him and continued to hold his head high, walking to the reaping.

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Rita sat down as her younger siblings ran up and down the stairs while her mother tryied to get them to settle down so they could eat too.

Kyu and Luna both headed down stairs, Ky wearing a pink tankop dress with black flats while her sister wore a blue dress with white flats, both girls had their hair up in buns.

Leaf turned from her left side to her back, one arm across her chest and the other at her side, she was fighting to stay asleep but her eye movements uner her eyelid indicated she would be up soon.

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Harlow gently shakes Leaf, a soft smile on her face. "I'm sorry to wake you up. But unfortunately it's time" she is quick to change the subject. "How are you feeling?" She asks.

Leaf opened up one of her eyes, before rubbing them with bottom of her palms and stretching. "I'm alright, did you get enough sleep Harlow?"

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Harlow nods, even though it's a lie. Her biggest fear is that Leaf will be chosen again. She had countless dreams about Leaf being chosen and attacked. She wouldn't tell Leaf all of this though, she didn't want Leaf to worry. Especially now that she was pregnant. "I slept great" she voices.

Leaf carefully got out of bed and kissed Harlow's cheek. "If we can get through today we're safe."

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"I hope we do" she tells Leaf softly, she follows Leaf out of bed, she quickly changes into her black dress and brushes her hair. She doesn't feel very hungry, but she'll force herself to eat if it means putting Leaf and Gran at ease. She walks downstairs, and rolls her eyes, she can't fight back a smile at the full course meal Gran has prepared. Eggs, toast, bacon, waffles, and fruit sit at the center of the table.
"About time you two wake up!" Gran shouts lightheartedly.

"Morning Gran." Leaf chirps half awake, one hand on the stairwell railing and the other cradeling underneath her baby bump. Leaf is dressed in a modest maternity dress and some slip on shoes that had been given to her by Harlow's Gran. "Everything smells wonderful."

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"Of course it does!" Gran says with a laugh. "Sit! Sit! We have a little bit of time before we have to leave, we need to celebrate. After today, this will be the final year you could possibly be chosen" we are just gonna ignore the fact that they were 18 last year.
(Should we just speed this part up so they can go to the Reaping?)

(I mean we can, I just want to make sure everyone's ready first though.)

Leaf smiled and carefully sat down, and ate the wonderful meal infront of her.

(Is everyone good with a timeskip?)

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