laurel lyndon: ball destroyer (laurells) wrote in colosseum, @ 2013-12-04 18:34:00 |
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Laurel hadn’t had the best of educations, but she wasn’t illiterate. Her reading was good, her writing so-so. She hadn’t quite got the hang of all these private messages and had been unwilling to join in any of the public conversations between the tributes. Maybe some of them would just write her off as being plain stupid, and she could get away with that on her side. She read and re-read each word that Juniper had written, tracing the letters with her fingers and murmuring them to better remember them in her mentor’s voice. Get away from the Cornucopia, she sounded out the words under her breath. It was a good strategy, the usual one to do. High ground, Juniper had said. Water. Hide. Laurel read and re-read the words over and over, confident that she would take the advice. After all, her mentor had won this thing. That usual optimism felt a little squashed, and Laurel frowned heavily as she read the last message from her mentor. Stay smart, stay moving, stay alive. It was common sense, but it all sounded very clever to her. Laurel had replied to the message using the computer, but she’d written another reply by hand. She’d considered asking Juniper to tell her best friend that she was sorry she’d turned her into a boy to make people think she had a boyfriend at home who’d miss her. She’d even considered leaving a message for Ash Blight and Sei, although she was still slightly terrified of the latter and confused by the distance that the former seemed to want. With shaky handwriting and a few of her usual spelling errors, she hand-wrote a careful note to Juniper. dear miss juniper Laurel shrugged as she folded the note. After all, she didn’t have to follow everything that Juniper had said. |