Zompania Draft - Draftees and Reinforcements, mid-day 4-early 7

[lucetimods]

Who: Draftees and Volunteers
What: The draftees and the reinforcements must hold against the Third Party army until rescue arrives
When: From May 23 through the wee hours of May 26 (days 4-7)
Where: Zompania
Summary: Draftee information and Volunteer information
Rating: Varies on thread, please mark explicit material.

This post is for the rest of the draft, beginning when the volunteer reinforcements arrive. Look up in the sky--your friends are parajumping in! Be sure to use the above info post for any plotting needs you might have. Enjoy!

Be sure to tag this post appropriately: [canon] character name

Comments

[shenevermisses]

No. Most people don't ever leave the district they're born in.

[The Capitol keeps them divided, drums up district pride and hatred for other districts. It's something she's realized.]

It's kind of like here. There are a lot of enclosures, but we never see any of them. Most of the time. We only leave when the Malnosso want us to and permit it.

In Panem, that's the Capitol.

And, kind of like here... We don't know what's out there. What's between the districts. There's a train that runs through them all, but even then you never leave the tracks, if you do travel. We... don't know what else is out there.

[petreefied]

[This is sounding all too familiar--minus the trains.]

That sounds like home... though your home sounds bigger. I hadn't met anyone who lived confined like we did.

[She laughs a little at that, a rather hollow sound.]

I had hoped we were the only ones like that. I wouldn't wish being caged like this on anyone else. Even if we had more space back home, being isolated is terrible.

[shenevermisses]

I never really minded it. District Two was my home, and we... aren't really taught anything else.

[Clove actually smiles a little. Mostly because she makes herself.]

I attended a school that was pretty confined. So when we got to leave and see the rest of the village there? Or I got to go home for the weekend? It always made me feel like my district was really big.

[petreefied]

Most people back home didn't mind it. If you aren't hungry and can live your life--I guess there isn't much to complain about. The government has banned a lot of books that talk about outside of the walls... it's easier to not think about it after a while. My father's like that, too.

[Petra looks away, taking another drink of water before continuing.]

Really, I'm the weird one back home. Everyone calls the Survey Corps crazy for wanting to see beyond the walls, but we won't be able to survive forever behind the walls. We should go looking outside now, while we have the chance.

[It takes a moment for Petra to realize she's rambling, and she turns back to Clove with an apologetic look.]

I'm sorry, sometimes I talk too much.

[shenevermisses]

You don't.

[She's quick to say it. Because she likes talking to someone who seems to be from a world that... isn't that different from Panem. At least on the surface.]

That's kind of how Panem is. Those who have enough are okay with the way things are. The ones who don't... aren't in a position to change it.

According to someone else from my world... There was a war. The government was overthrown.

[petreefied]

The government was overthrown--completely? As in an entirely new system was set in place?

[Petra had a suspect everything, though there were times when she couldn't says just what exactly was so suspicious. But the idea of removing the king and the rest of the nobility entirely... There were other people who could rise up in their place, but even so, it was a drastic change. She has no issue with the king himself per se, so long as the Survey Corps kept receiving funding.]

I guess it happened in the future for you?

[shenevermisses]

Sort of.

[Clove shrugs. People have been shocked when she's said it before, but it's the simple truth. It doesn't bother her because she lived it and accepted that it had been inevitable from the start.

Her chances had been very low.]

I died a year before the war started.

[petreefied]

I see.

[That wasn't quite what Petra was expecting to hear. It is, however, the first time Petra's spoken to someone else who was dead back home. Though she's certain there were more than a few people in Luceti that were in the same position, it was a strange feeling. For a moment, Petra doesn't say anything, and when she does speak, it's with a quiet tone.]

Does it ever not feel weird to wake up here? Truthfully... I feel guilty most days.

[shenevermisses]

It took about six months. Realizing I was actually waking up. Actually getting on with my life.

[She pauses, shrugs, and sighs a little.]

I've been here two years.

But I could be gone tomorrow. People go all the time. Sometimes they come back, sometimes they don't.

[petreefied]

[Petra's mourned for plenty of friends and comrades, but mourning for herself is not something she had ever considered.]

It's a little frightening... I know Captain and the others have important things to take care of back home, but I can't help but hope they'll stay a little longer here with me.

[shenevermisses]

Cato and I -- we're from the same world.

He doesn't have anything to go back to either. But that doesn't mean neither of us will leave this place.

[petreefied]

I've been trying to enjoy what I can, but it's hard most days.

[She's used to handling uncertainty, but Luceti's something else.]

Thank you, by the way. I haven't really spoken to anyone else about this.

[shenevermisses]

It's... It can be kind of weird here. Because everyone else has lives to go back to. They've got things to do and you just... don't. So they're angry and want to leave, and if they get their way?

We all might leave. I don't think they get that all the time.

[It's a rare show of... vulnerability... from Clove. Genuine. Not an act, not trying to make herself seem sweet. But someone else who can understand that there's nothing but this for some of them.]