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all_inclusive2015-11-26 10:19 pm
burn_with_us) wrote in all_inclusive2015-11-26 10:19 pm
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what i'm thankful for
Just as she had last year, Katniss had taken on the task of planning a feast to give thanks for all the people who had come through the doors from Panem. There's a little crew of them now, slightly smaller than last year, but there's one important addition to that group - Cinna. Her heart is just a little lighter knowing that he's here and knowing that everyone in this place is happy and safe and well-fed is something to be thankful for.
She'd spent the wee hours of the morning hunting in one of the forests beyond the doors and came back with two wild turkeys. Cleaning and dressing them had taken most of the early morning hours and by late afternoon, she'd managed to have them roasted and golden brown. There's other things, too, cooked in the restaurant's kitchen and maybe while not as expertly done as Peeta would have, it's passable. Katniss has learned a few things in the past two years.
There's enough food for her invited guests and, should someone decide to crash the party, enough for a few uninvited guests. It's the way Katniss prefers it. She thinks part of the beauty of giving thanks for what they have is sharing it with anyone who happens along.
When everyone is gathered, she taps her glass lightly and makes an impromptu (and awkward) speech.
"So, I'm thankful you're all here. I'm thankful another year has passed and we're safe and sound and well-fed. Please enjoy."
With that, she slinks back into her seat.
She'd spent the wee hours of the morning hunting in one of the forests beyond the doors and came back with two wild turkeys. Cleaning and dressing them had taken most of the early morning hours and by late afternoon, she'd managed to have them roasted and golden brown. There's other things, too, cooked in the restaurant's kitchen and maybe while not as expertly done as Peeta would have, it's passable. Katniss has learned a few things in the past two years.
There's enough food for her invited guests and, should someone decide to crash the party, enough for a few uninvited guests. It's the way Katniss prefers it. She thinks part of the beauty of giving thanks for what they have is sharing it with anyone who happens along.
When everyone is gathered, she taps her glass lightly and makes an impromptu (and awkward) speech.
"So, I'm thankful you're all here. I'm thankful another year has passed and we're safe and sound and well-fed. Please enjoy."
With that, she slinks back into her seat.
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She gently applauded Katniss' speech - or toast, maybe - feeling, well, overjoyed at what a strong, beautiful woman her Victor had become. Katniss was not the most eloquent person, but she always got to the soul of the matter, and she had a giving nature that Effie had only managed to see once she'd arrived at the Nexus.
Effie was still avoiding her home, pretending the Capitol did not exist - but here with all the people from her home it was somehow easier. Together, they could weather the storm. She did not dig into her food with quite the amount of fervor she was used to - without the Capitol's penchant for slimming diets, she had to be more careful in order to fit into her corsets - but what she did sample was wonderful.
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"I know it's not home but...it's something, right?"