[IC] The Hunger Games: Price of Victory

[Mistress Dizzy]

"Oh, how lovely." The limo driver and his girl were kissing messily, sitting on the back of the limo and probably getting prints on the paint. Gross.

"Could I have the key, please?" Without losing contact with his date's face, the limo driver dug the key fob out of his pocket and handed it to me.

"Cool, that was easy." The limo was sleek and dark, but glittered a thousand colors in the light, like oil on water. "Let's go!" I was actually excited. Corolla only let me drive for short trips around the District, but here I could go wherever I liked.

I climbed in the driver's seat and pressed the start button. The dashboard lit and the limo came to life with an encouraging hum.

"Come on, Sam!"

[Youmu]

I got in the front passenger seat and put my seat belt on. I didn't say anything. Everything I said tonight was bad. Wanna go to my bedroom? Wanna make out in the limo? All bad! It was best I shut up, say nothing.

[Mistress Dizzy]

I did not notice Sam's sudden silence. Instead, I was too busy making sure all of the buttons were the same on the dash.

"Okay, here we go!" Slowly, I pulled out into the road. Once we were coasting, I put down all the windows. "Now let's see what this baby can really do!" I started to speed up, feeling the wind whip through my hair.

"Woohoo!" I opened the sunroof and stuck a hand out. This was what I needed. Pure distraction.

"Isn't this awesome?!" I nudged Sam with my elbow.

[Youmu]

My skin pales as I think we're gonna crash into someone any moment. "Y-yeah, awesome."

[Mistress Dizzy]

"Are you scared?"

I continued to weave through traffic neatly, getting honks and swears from other drivers. My dark eyes were glittering at the beautiful smoothness and speed of the ride. I risked a glance at the quiet boy and realized he looked like he was about to be sick.

"Wait, you're actually scared." I swore softly, then started to lower my speed. Once I was down to a more regular speed, I took another at him.

"Better now?"

[Youmu]

I just sat there tense, eyes wide as I watch the cars go by. Usually I just sat in back with the tinted windows not paying attention to what happened outside. Being in front was a bad idea, a really really bad idea. I should have went back with the limo driver and watched him make out. At least then I'd be entertained.

I nod, not saying anything as I silently indicated that I thought going the speed limit was a great idea.

[Mistress Dizzy]

"Good." I smiled briefly at him. "Now don't throw up in the car. I don't want to have to ride with it." I realized that I had no idea where we were. The studio where the show had been filmed was far away, but neither could I tell where the apartments I was staying at were.

"This thing's got to have a..." I searched the buttons while were were at a stoplight and picked one. "Aha! Map." The PNS (Pamen Navigation System) came on, displaying a fancy overlay on the dash of where we should go.

"...do you want me to just drive you home?" There was something in me that felt disappointed.

[Youmu]

I smile. "I like home." Inside my home was the bedroom, which made it a nice place to go.

[Mistress Dizzy]

"Good." I poked at the PNS until it showed me the home destination. Then I carefully and respectfully got us there, obeying all laws and speed limits. Boring.

After pulling the limo to the curb, I stared up and up at the massive hotel before me. "Whoa... This place is huge!" I felt my neck pop slightly as I tried to see the top.

"What floor do you live on?"

[Youmu]

"On the top floor." I say, hoping the elevator didn't have a line.

[Mistress Dizzy]

"The top floor, huh. Your parents must be loaded, even for Capitol folk." I couldn't stop staring once we got inside, looking at the gleaming gold and silver allayed on what seemed to be every surface. "So this is all just. Normal. You probably don't even look at it anymore, do you?"

[Youmu]

"Nope, buildings don't really interest me." I glance down at her rack. "My interests lie elsewhere."

[Mistress Dizzy]

(lol Jin doesn't have too much rack to stare at. Nice hips tho)

I am too busy starting around at the hotel to notice him perverted glance at my body.

A few of the Capitalies see me and rush over.

"Oh, it's her, it's the Victor!"

"We saw your game, you were fantastic!"

"Fantastic, she lost me 6,000 dollars!"

"Uh... heh." I am not sure what to say to all of this. "Ah, Sam, help me."

[Youmu]

(xd)

"Quick." I grab her hand. "Let's go hide." I run her toward the hotel, heading for the elevator.

[Mistress Dizzy]

"Hiding is good - uh, thanks everyone, glad to be here, try the roast duck!" And then we were off and running for the elevator. Everything passed in a blur of color, people and sound. The elevator did not have a line (but the bar did) and we stepped onto it. It was made of glass and I could see everything going up. "Whoa..."

[Youmu]

I was out of breath once inside the elevator, so I go sit in a corner to rest.

[Mistress Dizzy]

I plop down beside him in my fancy dress, mentally hearing the horror of my stylist and prep team as I do.

"Thank you. That was a little much. I guess... I guess I'm the new talk of the town." I didn't like it.

Suddenly, I felt a wash of nausea flood over me, and my hands went warm. I could see the blood on them. "...why would they root so hard for a murderer, Sam?"

[Youmu]

"No, you got it all wrong. That aren't rooting for that." I grab you and take you into my lap, wrapping arms around you and holding you close. "They're rooting because you lived."

[Mistress Dizzy]

I'm shocked when I am scooped up in Sam's arms. He's warm and smells like nice cologne. The tears come, then, mascara be damned. I cry into his shoulder, probably getting makeup on his nice suit.

"What if I don't deserve it? What makes me any better?!"

[Youmu]

I just smile, enjoying the warmth of her body as I hold her close. "If you don't deserve it already, then there is still plenty of time to earn it later. That is one of the blessings of being alive. And, what makes you better is..." I whisper into her ear so if there were cameras filming us, only she would hear. "You are better because I chose you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you and only you--not anyone else. Just you." I kiss her cheek. "That's what makes you better."