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uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuugh I'm so done with ACT prep I just want to go home but I shouldn't but also I don't want to be here :0
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That is so beautifully passive aggressive lol.
I'm honestly considering it . . . we're supposed to do a mock math exam today (which I do need to do) but I can do a mock on my own at home using some online resources so . .
SpoilerI guess I just have to decide if I have enough self control to make myself do it tomorrow instead of today . . .
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"Oh, are you Ella?"
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"You think I feel like I do, that makes you a person. I helped you a lot! There were several battles, and then you needed someone to guide you when your mind wan't . . . all there."
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"Be-because your a good person who doesn't eat the people who help her?"
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"Okay . . ."
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"Okay . . ."
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"But wouldn't eating an animals soul be more . . . humane?" He sighs and puts the chicken back in his coat. "That is a little concerning, on your part, but . . . I'm glad she ate something at least."
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"We can . . . kill some food, and then feed her it's soul . . I guess." He pulled a live chicken out of his jacket. "Maybe something like this?"
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"We didn't do anything, you've just had some troubles here and there. Like I said, we'll figure it out." "We don't we start with actual food?"
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"Yeah . . ."
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"It's alright, I'm sure we'll figure it out," Penn said, trying to calm her down. "You'll remember with time." "N-NO, we're trying to get her to be non-violent, sleeper," He whispers.
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"Yes, we're friends! We have been for a while. What do you feel like eating?"
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"Ummm maybe, she might not taste good though."
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He nods ". . . I'm trying to be optimistic about this whole thing."
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He puts the book back and sits down again. "I did teach Sharpo a few things, so I don't think he'd be completely unprepared, that being said most of the tributes are probably older and stronger then him."
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"Hey, and not in that particular way, but sometimes you've gotta be a little crazy to survive in there . . ." He grins in a 'I would know' way.
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"Not sure . . . but we're gonna go capture a bad guy! Wanna come?"
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"Well . . . just because they're brothers doesn't mean they're alike." He closed the book. "I'm just glad Sharpo seems alright so far, it could be much worse."
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"Oh, did you know him?"
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"Yeah, that's the one I won . . I don't believe I killed him though."
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"If so he'd be there," Sharp'i said, turning a few pages forward to the 'T' section.
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"Oh! Alright." Sharp'i points to a column that lists tributes parents or who they were under the care of before they were taking. "It would be here." He hands her the book so she can look for specific people.
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The pages contain organized notes on tributes. Their names, age and other background details were listed in a tables down the pages--information that was probably bought off the black market. "What are you looking for?"
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"Well we can check, but I don't know if we'd info on the new tributes though, we'd have to ask someone else for that." He stood and started pulling some large books of the shelves on the left wall, and flipped through a couple of them.
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"Like records? I'm sure we kept some of the old games for House purposes, why?"
