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Annie Cresta ([personal profile] themadgirl) wrote in [community profile] all_inclusive2014-05-07 05:03 pm

You're a little bit damaged, I'm a sucker for that.

Slowly but surely over the last few months, Annie had been learning to trust the Nexus. Her faith was tentative, fragile, but she could not live the whole of her life inside a hotel room, no matter how lush or large. Not in general, and certainly not when she was only a month from being a mother. Holding Finnick's hand needed to be a comfort but not a crutch.

Still, it was an ongoing process, and she always opened doors with care.

From their windows she could see the sprawling gardens, her feet itching to wander amongst the blooms, but the space out there felt far too large, too open and exposed, and she hadn't quite managed going alone yet. Inside was seldom better, a maze of corridors and dead ends, but the library she liked. Quite a lot, actually.

Annie liked books to begin with, but the balcony was what she really loved, here. Sitting at the top of the spiral staircase, she could see the entire room and still get up easily with the help of the railing. A watchful bird on her perch.

She was there now, stack of books beside her on the top step and another open in her lap as she referenced the little notebook she'd taken to carrying around with her here. Everything was so different, and she was eager to learn as much as she could. The music she'd discovered on her telephone was particularly confusing.

Eyes narrowing at the page, Annie frowned. She glanced to her notes and then back again. "This makes no sense at all," she murmurred, and then jerked her attention up as someone else entered the room.


[THG cast mates, please read this first. <3]
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[personal profile] burn_with_us 2014-05-08 12:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Katniss had never had a chance to meet Annie before the hotel but she knew about her. She knew Annie was the girl that Mags volunteered for and, later, she discovered that Annie was the girl that Finnick was desperately in love with, the person he would sell his soul to protect. Katniss could understand how he felt in some ways - she had volunteered for Prim, after all - but she had never experienced a romantic love like Finnick and Annie's.

"Hi, Annie," she says gently. The last thing she wants to do is startle her and Annie reminds her of the little deer she saw in the meadow back home. They were shy and startled easy but if you coaxed them out, they'd eat from your hand.

"What doesn't make sense?"
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[personal profile] burn_with_us 2014-05-31 06:15 pm (UTC)(link)

"Yeah, it's a lot different than back home," Katniss agrees. The hotel has plenty of food and shelter but, unlike the Capitol, it doesn't seem to come with strings attached. Katniss is a little wary of trusting it but she hasn't had as hard a time with life as Annie has. She couldn't imagine being in the other girl's shoes.

"It's weird having our own tech and not just making it for other people to use. Or...well, I guess fish, from 4. And coal for us. But you know what I mean, right?"

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[personal profile] burn_with_us 2014-06-20 12:20 am (UTC)(link)

"Me neither." It's not something Katniss has ever admitted out loud before because it's too dangerous to do it but she's never felt comfortable in Victor's Village. Her mother and Prim had thrived in a nice house with nice things and plenty of food but it chafed Katniss. Katniss thinks she would rather be poor, starving and free than trapped in a pretty cage.

"It's like I shouldn't get too used to it because the rug is going to be snatched out from under me. It doesn't change what happened there." She guesses talking about the Arena is the last thing anyone wants to do but the only people who get it are other victors. Nobody else can possibly understand what it does to a person.

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[personal profile] burn_with_us 2014-07-02 10:49 am (UTC)(link)

"I think some can," Katniss says. She has changed a lot since volunteering the first and and she has blossomed under Peeta's attention here in the Nexus. Still, her relationship with Peeta, whatever it actually is, is something she wants to keep a secret for now.

"I just think it depends on what the world has to offer them. We haven't been offered the best of everything. None of the victors have."

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[personal profile] burn_with_us 2014-07-05 02:39 pm (UTC)(link)

"It's a good place for it. Have you tried any of the doors yet?" Katniss likes to explore them when she has the time but it's always with a healthy caution for how quickly a situation can go downhill. The last thing she wants is to get caught unaware and end up dead or worse.

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[personal profile] burn_with_us 2014-07-06 08:32 pm (UTC)(link)

Katniss instantly regrets asking. She knows that Annie, more than anyone, has reason to be wary of accidentally stepping through the wrong door. She gives her best attempt at a reassuring smile.

"Well, you know what? Maybe I can test them all before Finnick goes through. Then he's safe, right?"

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[personal profile] burn_with_us 2014-07-19 01:17 pm (UTC)(link)
"You have to admit, I'm pretty hard to take out," Katniss says, trying to ease her mind. "I have pretty good luck with the doors. I have found a lot of really good ones that don't seem to be dangerous at all."

The few Katniss has found that are dangerous, she has immediately turned around and never went back through them. It's a luxury this place gives her that the Districts never did.
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[personal profile] theprodigaldoctor 2014-05-08 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"Did you expect it to?" Chase asks, rounding on Annie while still giving her some distance. There are moments when he's reminded of his kid sister around her, but the moments where she reminds him of his mother are more frequent. There's a strength behind the fragility and Chase knows well enough what happens when people with that kind of strength lash out or lose control. So he keeps his distance. "Because I wander through a bathroom door to get here. Not sure that books have to make sense, here."
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[personal profile] theprodigaldoctor 2014-05-30 03:36 pm (UTC)(link)
He takes a deep breath to say something comforting or agree, but he manages a shrug. "I'm a doctor," he says. "I sort of abandoned poetry and stories and pretty words when I figured out they don't really help you memorize parts of the body or complicated pharmaceuticals," he admits. "I always thought it sounded nice, though," he offers, a bit lamely after. "Is it romantic poetry or...?"
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[personal profile] theprodigaldoctor 2014-06-19 03:41 pm (UTC)(link)

He hadn't exactly stopped to think that music might vary. True, it might be different, but music is music. Notes and vocals and music, which is what he's heard of, but he's really only ever known his own world and now this place, so who is he to presume? He keeps some space beside them because he thinks Annie could use the breathing room. "What's it sound like? Where you come from?"

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[personal profile] theprodigaldoctor 2014-07-02 03:46 pm (UTC)(link)

It sounds as if she's from a time centuries back, from before things became modern and music expanded to various styles. It's not like he's ever been that much of a fan, but he can see how someone could take solace and respite in music. "Is it something that keeps you calm?" he asks, still trying to navigate his way around Annie and her specific issues.

He feels like a proper session would help, but he's not sure that she's ready for that sort of official thing yet.

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[personal profile] theprodigaldoctor 2014-07-05 08:17 pm (UTC)(link)
"Catharsis, maybe," Chase admits, shifting his weight forward and perching his forearms on his knees, thinking about the music he'd heard as a child in church, which had always seemed sad to him. He'd always preferred silence, but maybe it's because he grew up with it.

Easy to like the familiar. "I hope, one day, you'll tell me about your home. Not just the surface bits, not only the little things, but really tell me about it." He feels like he'll understand a lot more when she does.
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[personal profile] theprodigaldoctor 2014-07-05 11:19 pm (UTC)(link)
He nods, because he knows all too well about not wanting to talk about your past. "Whenever and wherever you want," he says, thinking that he wouldn't want to press because the last thing he would want in his own life is someone prying and prodding and poking.

And yet, he'd worked with House for how many years before he'd finally broken? Maybe there are exceptions to every rule. "How about we talk about music, then," he says. "Ever think of singing? Writing it for yourself?"
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[personal profile] theprodigaldoctor 2014-07-18 07:47 pm (UTC)(link)

"I think if you were to stand up here and now and sing the national anthem, no one would come out of the wings to tackle you," is Chase's opinion on the subject, thinking (not for the first time) that wherever she came from sounded like it was a real piece of work. "Annie, I know that I don't know a lot about your world, but what I do know? I know that you aren't there anymore," he says, trying to impart how big of a step that is.

"I think you can do whatever you want, screw everyone else."

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[personal profile] withbread 2014-05-24 06:35 am (UTC)(link)
He'd gone to the library to look for some new recipe books. He wanted to try something from some of the different worlds and he figured the library was as good a place to start as any. He heard Annie upon entering and paused, smiling a little. It took him a moment to find her perch, but when he did, he wound his way up the staircase.

"What doesn't make sense? In this place, I can imagine it's quite a lot."
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[personal profile] withbread 2014-06-03 02:26 am (UTC)(link)
Peeta wished he knew Annie better, wished he had that history with her even if he didn't want the torture that had come with it. Of course, he didn't know what lay ahead of him. He simply knew that something happened and that he and Annie were closer in her time. He liked that tentative smile. It felt as if he'd accomplished something, getting her to use it. Once he reached the landing, he sat down a couple of steps from her.

He hesitated at her question. "Yes, but I have to admit, I haven't used mine much. " He'd rarely used the phone in his victor house back in 12 either.
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[personal profile] withbread 2014-06-28 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
He nodded, listening to her. They were different from the songs in Twelve as well, but he figured that she knew that.

His brow furrowed as he listened to her description. It was a perfect description. "They are. I don't think I like them though. It's too complicated, too much to pick through." He preferred simple things. He always had, but then that probably had a lot to do with growing up in Twelve.
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[personal profile] withbread 2014-07-13 11:50 pm (UTC)(link)
He nodded a little because while they didn't scare him so much as just overwhelm him, it was the same sort of thing. "They gave me a headache."

His brows went up. "Yeah? I'd like to hear them."
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[personal profile] withbread 2014-07-26 11:22 pm (UTC)(link)
He put the headphones in and listened, expectantly at first. As the song played, a smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. Once the song was over, he nodded and slipped the earbuds out of his ears, handing them over to Annie. "I like that."