SmilingPanda19

He screams thrashing around, he sobs and bangs his head against the wall. His eyes glowing a brown, true real fear in his eyes. ”ITS HAPPENING AGAIN- ITS HAPPENING AGAIN-“ he tries to rip his face off with his hands. ”YOU PROMISED-YOU PROMISED-“ He screams and his voice cracks with tears. He curls up in a ball in the corner, going mostly silent except for sobs. “the walls- I’m trapped-“ he chokes. “They’ve thrown me in- they want my life- they want my soul-“ he chokes crying. “What haven’t they already taken from me…” he sobs. The microphone and anyone outside the door is picking this up. Only Elsie can hear him through the mic at the moment. (response to Elan too)

He starts sobbing into his hands, hyperventilating. The walls feel like their closing in. ”I’m trapped- IM TRAPPED- ITS HAPPENING AGAIN-“

His face fills with shock and the door closes. He looks around the small only a few feet wide closet and screams at the top of his lungs. Banging on the door. “LET ME OUT PLEASE LET ME OUT!” His microphone is on. He continues to scream it over and over until he hyperventilates and crumbles to the floor hugging his knees struggling to breath as the walls feel like they are closing in.

He thrashes away from her, stumbling back. He holds his face as he trips over several things, tripping repeatedly again and breaking things, leaving a path of shattered glass and stuff everywhere. ”Don’t touch me!”

He runs face first into the door and is knocked onto his back. He groans holding his face. “Let me go-“ @Edema Rue @Lotus Blossom @Ancient Elantrian @witisthebest

Victor runs for the door, scrambling with the microphone to escape with it. I must speak with her-

@Lotus Blossom Victor looks up at him for a moment and makes a run for it.

He wrips his wrist away, stumbling back into one of the screen. “Where’s the microphones Callie! I need to speak with someone!” He yells at her.

Victor slumps down against the back of his door, his fingers gripping his head through his hair. What is wrong with you. He stands up, walking over to his bed. He loosens his tie, throwing his suit jacket off and his shoes, and falls on his back against the bed. He holds his arms out, just staring up at the ceiling. His room is painted yellow, covered in sunflowers and sunshine. Pictures of him and Siylna are on the ceiling, littering it with news articles and photos. He rolls onto his side, looking across the room to the window sill. A single lone sunflower is cased in resin and in a glass container. Its yellow stands out as the night begins to fall behind it, the moon coming into view. He stares at it for a long time. He can't remember where it came from. He doesn't know why he loves it so much, but something about that sunflower.... it holds so much value to him.... not that he can throw it out anyways.... He feels through his thoughts. You are my sunshine... He feels an opening through the thick fog, like a blurry opening just able to be snaked through. He closes his eyes. A sweet little piano tune plays in the background and he opens his eyes. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "El, come on." He waves his hand to her, beckoning to come after him as he bolts through the knee high grass of districts 12. His dark brown hair swishes up in the fall wind. Around this time of year, late October time, it was the best time of year. Why you might ask? Because they could sneak out. This time of year, every year, the fences turned off for a certain period of time. The peacekeepers didn't know about it, but every little district 12 kid did. They would all sneak in and out under the fence, back when the fence was less strict, and run off to play in the fields and swim in the lake. "Coming!" Elsie yells from behind him, running after him. She has a small smile on her face, watching him run ahead of her. He turns around and returns her grin. The duck under the fence, going in for a slide on their stomachs, racing to get to the house first. "Ha ha!" He laughs at her, making a face with his tongue sticking out at her as he slides under the fence first. "Watch for the sign." She grins as he runs face first into the street sign and slows down. He stumbles rubbing his face. "Hey!" He waves her hand at her. "Snooze you loose Cassy." She sticks her tongue out this time and runs through town square and down the streets onto the gravel paths. Gravel paths lead to dirt paths and dirt paths lead to untended grass only marked by the permanent footprints left by them many times over. They come huffing and panting to the old run down one room house at the very end of the street. They bend over, gasping for air. "I... beat... you..." Elsie says between breaths. "In your dreams." He swallows and smiles at her, hands on his hips catching his breath. She simply smiles softly back. The two jump along the stones up to the front of the house and go in the front door to the wonderful smell of apple pie. "Daddy!" He jumps up into Anansi's arms, wrapping his legs around his and his arms around his waist. "Why hello sunshine!" Anansi throws him up into his arms, holding him slightly on his hip, watching to make sure the apple pie doesn't burn. Anansi is still in his suit from working up at town hall, but Cassian hardly noticed when his father switched jobs. He could easily go a time between being a coal miner, a teacher, it was all just a phase he would soon outgrow. "You making some pie?" He grins at him. "In fact I am. It'll be ready in a few minutes." Anansi boops his nose and he giggles. "Mister Bonswear." Elsie tugs on his suit slightly and he turns to face her, setting Cassian down. Anansi crouches down, his knees aching a bit with his age. "Why hello miss Elsie, how can I help you?" Anansi turns his head slightly, smiling. "Can I stay for pie?" She whispers, a little intimidated by the tall man. Anansi just chuckles and rubs her shoulder with his hand. "I would love to have you try my pie!" She smiles a big sweet grin and looks to Cassian. "I'll call you two over when it's time." Anansi claps and stands up. The two run off to one of the two other rooms in the house. For district 12 this was a pretty rich house, certainly not like the capitol, but that was a childs dream to everyone here. "Come see El." Cassian picks up a little box, jumping onto the bed and plopping down. Elsie walks over and sits down beside him. He smiles at her, his face inches from hers. "You ever heard of a music box?" He grins and she grins back, she moves to her side, laying onto her stomach, leaning on her fist to see him. "Oh I have. I heard they are magical." She turns her head, her eyes lighting up. "Magical you say?" Cassian leans down on his stomach mimicking her. "Magical. Wonderous. I heard people keep their voices in them." She whispers, not that anyone else would hear, but its almost like a secret. "Well, I have one." He sets the box down between them and they stare at it for a moment. "Is it magical?" Elsie whispers even quieter this time. "So magical." He says back in the same secret like whisper. "...can I hear it?" She looks him in his yellow brown eyes and he nods softly. "You can open it." She brings her little fingers up to the top and opens it. The little music starts playing the tune and it fills the room. A little voice comes on. "You are my sunshine my only sunshine.... you make me happy.... when the skys are gray...." Cassian and Elsie look each other in the eyes and smile the same innocent loving smile. "That's you..." She whispers with a huge grin spreading from ear to ear. "That's me." He says, pushing the box towards her. "That's my favorite song... and I'm singing it." He points to the little box. "And I want you to have it." He gives her that same handsome little pearly grin. "Really?" She says picking it up. "Really, really." He says with a sweet smile. She jumps on top of him, wrapping her arms around him. "Thank you Cassy." He just giggles a little. "You're welcome El." He hugs her back. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------He opens his eyes looking around. What... was that? I need to speak to her. Now. He jumps up and slams open his quarters door and runs down to the gamemaker desks. "Callie- where's the microphones-" He seems frantic. He rummages around. @Lotus Blossom @Experience

"I..." He looks up at the screen at her. "Kill her... I...." He looks back at her. "I have to go." He moves away before she can stop him and runs off to his quarters shutting the door behind him. Why did I do that? Just kill her already...

He looks at her, taking her hand in his. His eyes go back to full gold. "I love you too..."

He walks over and looks at the screen, watching her. "Is she now..." He stares at her, watching her climb up the rocks, trying to get the gamemakers attention. A corner of his eye is a little.... brown when he sees her.

He smiles at her and looks up at the screens in front of her. "Whats the matter?"

He bites his lip. "O-okay-" He grabs his scepter and basically plays golf with the chickens. He wacks them out the window, they can be seen flying through the air. "One chicken." "Red chicken." "Flying chicken." "Dead chicken."

....yes.....whats the problem with this- ARE YOU A FERAL RODENT??? HMMM??? ARE YOU A CHICKEN??? GOT A PROBLEM WITH THAT?

Victor jumps on Siylna in her chair, hugging her tight, causing her to spin around in her spin-y chair. "THEY ARE BACK FOR BLOOD-"

He covers his mouth with his hands. "I killed it-" He whispers and runs to the window. "I KILLED IT!" He starts doing a funky dance which consists of a fancy moonwalk. "I did it. I did it. Bum bum bum... no more-- chickens-- bum bum bum."

Victor almost screams but bites his lip, he chucks the chicken off of him and it hits the wall. SQUAWK! It runs at his feet with murder in its eyes. "I TOLD YOU- I TOLD- AH-" It pokes his foot. He squeals and kicks the chicken out the window.

Victor just watches her for a minute... "Nice chicken?" His voice is shaky as he takes a step closer to it.

The chicken is looking extremely murderous to me.