Peeta Mellark (
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Peeta has gotten his hands on some painting supplies. It was a beautiful day and Peeta hadn't spent many of those outside because he'd been busy baking and exploring the hotel. However, today he was wearing a tee shirt and a pair of ratty jeans; the shirt as well as his arms and hands were smudged with paint. The scene slowly emerging on the canvas was one of a meadow with mountains, the sun just setting beyond them. His brow was furrowed as he focused on getting just the right shade and light in the sunset.
Peeta was adjusting here. He was beginning to live a life. He enjoyed his job baking for the hotel. He was beginning to branch out and open some of the doors, no longer terrified that every one would bring an army of peacekeepers from the Capitol down on them. He was still wary about the Capitol finding them, and he probably always will be, but it no longer paralyzed him in his daily life here.
After several moments, he took a step back, lips pressed together as he contemplated the scene. He was missing something, but he wasn't quite sure what yet. After several moments of studying the canvas, he put his brushes aside and toe-heeled his shoes off to wiggle his toes in the grass. Maybe taking a break would help.
Peeta was adjusting here. He was beginning to live a life. He enjoyed his job baking for the hotel. He was beginning to branch out and open some of the doors, no longer terrified that every one would bring an army of peacekeepers from the Capitol down on them. He was still wary about the Capitol finding them, and he probably always will be, but it no longer paralyzed him in his daily life here.
After several moments, he took a step back, lips pressed together as he contemplated the scene. He was missing something, but he wasn't quite sure what yet. After several moments of studying the canvas, he put his brushes aside and toe-heeled his shoes off to wiggle his toes in the grass. Maybe taking a break would help.
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"From before the Quarter Quell," Katniss explains. "So I had to act like I got out of the arena really fast because I'm just that ruthless or whatever. It isn't unheard of, I guess, though it isn't my style either."
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But now she's standing to lose her Victors, to lose people she's gotten a chance to know and like. Even someone from the Capitol could still be human, even if they're misguided, and Effie's a good example of that.
"Peeta, I don't know what to do. What if we can't hide forever? What if the hotel stops being safe for us?"
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That's good for them that Effie is from the point where she realizes what's going on and how it's wrong, even if she doesn't really know how to apply it to every day. "Good. I'm glad she's rattled." He should probably feel bad about that, but he doesn't.
When Katniss expresses her concern, Peeta reaches over to take her hand, squeezing it lightly. "If we think it's going to be unsafe, we'll find a door, maybe that one with the woods, and we'll escape. We'll run away. I'm not going to let them take either of us back, okay?"
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"Yeah. We need a plan, just in case."
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He nods, because she's right. They do. "We'll make one up."
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"Is it sad that my plan is mostly just running away?" Katniss feels like she's spent a lot of her life since the first games just running - first from the other tributes and then, later from the Capitol. Being here feels like just being a fugitive waiting for her safe haven to be ratted out.
"I'm not that brave, Peeta."
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He reaches up tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "We'll look at some more doors and find one that we think we can stay in. Someplace we can find a house and you can hunt. Maybe something remote."
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"A house might be nice," Katniss says quietly. It seems so nice and normal and so far removed from her actual life that it's a pretty fantasy.
"Hopefully the Capitol doesn't actually know we're here and we're still off the grid."
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A house and a life with Katniss is fantasy to Peeta. It's a fantasy he's had for nearly as long as he can remember so he nods at her words.
"We can go back through that door with the forest if you like and look around sometime, get a better picture of the place."
He nods quickly at her hope. "So far, that seems to be the case. I think if they wanted us back, they'd send a lot more than Effie to get us."
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"We could try to build something if we had to," Katniss says. It's kind of a grand idea and one that will take some time but if they steal a few hours away here and there, maybe nobody would be the wiser.
"It would just need to be something simple, nothing too elaborate. Just enough for a few people."
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Now he's contemplating the various climates they might be able to find, ones that would be conducive to living outdoors.
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"Some place with a lot of wide open spaces and plenty of room so we're alone. I could live forever with that kind of solitude. The thing I hated most about the Seam was being so crammed in together but the thing I loved most was being able to slip out beyond the fence and not have to answer to anyone."
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In all honesty, that kind of solitude is a little daunting to Peeta. He's always been popular, surrounded by people. It's where all his strengths lay. However, after the Quarter Quell, after realizing that the Capitol is never going to leave them alone, he could learn to love that sort of solitude. Besides, he can learn to love almost anything as long as Katniss is with him.
"I can't even imagine. I've never been anywhere I wasn't surrounded by people."
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Something about Peeta's easy nature merges well with her own standoffishness and it makes for an easy friendship. Katniss isn't sure that she could offer to live with anyone long term that wasn't Peeta or her sister because she's just that difficult.
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It's odd, because it took such a dramatic event to get them to this place. Peeta likes to think that if he'd actually managed to to speak to her back in 12, they would have eventually fallen into this easy friendship (and maybe something more). However, they'll never know because the Games did intervene and for that, he's grateful.
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"You are totally lying," Katniss points out. There's no way that anyone could find her something less than difficult but she recognizes that Peeta has feelings that possibly cloud his judgment on it.
"Maybe we won't have to run away. I really do like it here even if it's not home. There's plenty of ways to slip out and go hunting."
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He nods in agreement. "I like it. Sometimes I feel guilty about that, but I like it."
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She doesn't mention Peeta's family because he hardly ever talks about them anymore but she hopes they show up too.
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"There's always a chance," Peeta nods a little. It's not that he doesn't want his family here and safe, but Peeta isn't as close to his family as Katniss is. His mother is abusive and his father loves him, but he doesn't stand up to his mother for any of his sons. For whatever reason, rather than bond together because of their mother, he and his brothers have become distanced from each other, each surviving on their own rather than together.
"Do you think Prim would like it here?"
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"A place she can have her goat and look after people? Prim would love it," Katniss confirms. "Prim isn't really all that hard to please. Neither am I, except when it comes down to the people I want to spend time with. I have pretty simple needs. I could never imagine being from the Capitol and needing so much just to get through my every day life. It's just overwhelming when you think about it."
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"We could be happy, anyway," Katniss says. Somehow, all of her future plans include Peeta now even though before she was content to be alone. It just seems like she is never going to be rid of the boy with the bread - nor does she want to be.
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"We'll find our way here, whether it means we settle down in the hotel, or if we have to run."