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[Center][h3][Color=SpringGreen]Luke Simmons[/Color][/h3]
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[h3][Color=MediumSeaGreen]Charlotte Everwood[/Color][/h3][/Center][hr]
From the corner of her eyes. Charlotte noticed a few Districts staring at her. Some Victors she recognized...some she did not. Among the stares, where a few newbies. The young girl narrowed her eyes slightly; but did not say anything towards them. But did not like, being stared at. She noticed a few scared faces among those looking over at her and Luke. Simply turning her head away from them; she followed her Mentor towards her and Luke's Apartment. The tension was thick enough. Charlotte was glad she could get a few moments of peace.

If there was anything that Luke wanted. Then it was peace...even if for a few moments.  Like Charlotte, he seemed very determined. Unphased by the staring, but not fond of it either. In all honesty, Luke couldn't wait for the games to begin. He wished it was bit sooner. So he could show Marsha...what real revenge would look like. He wasn't going to let the blonde get off that easily. Never! It wasn't in his nature too.

Them being from District 5, at least he and Charlotte earned what they worked for. Marsha was too pampered, too posh since she was from District 1. Not knowing, what it was like to work for anything. It was given to them. And it made them feel entitled, like they were better than anyone else. [Color=SpringGreen]'Well...I'll show her. She won't be feeling too perfect for long, after I am done with her.'[/color] The venomous thought filled his mind.

As they walked. Roger noticed how silent both his Victors were. The odd look in their eyes. As if they concentrating...or planning on how to kill of their competition already. Breaking the silence he spoke. [Color=SlateGray]"Go, get ready...the Ceremonies will be starting soon. And wipe those looks of your face!"[/Color] He warned them both [Color=SlateGray]"Look more pleasant for the public. You can save any 'death glares' for later."[/Color]

Charlotte rolled her eyes into the back of her head slightly. But tried to wipe the look from her face. Time to put on a show for the public. As always. Everything was always a show. [Color=MediumSeaGreen]"Of course, Rog. Wouldn't want to disappoint the almighty Snow and his public." [/Color] Charlotte pulled off her most innocent, smile. Luke tried not to chuckle. It seemed like young Charlotte was mocking their mentor for a few moments, as she walked off into her chosen room.