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Effie Trinket (The Hunger Games) (baubled) wrote in snapthread,

Hello, just relax. Words said underwater would have been clearer, easier for Effie to make out. There was a horrid ringing in her left ear that blurred every single sound which approached her, and in her right ear there was nothing at all. It had gone in and out a little, over the past few days, only to seem to resolve itself in silence. The rest of it she couldn't make out quickly enough to respond to in any sort of helpful way. It was enough that someone had come. Anyone. Even if they were someone Effie had never seen before.

At least she was a woman. Effie tried hard to focus on the way the blonde was forming her words, trying to make out anything helpful without giving away just what a horrible position she was actually in. Alone, on a strange street. Bleeding, and aching, and unable to do much of anything to help herself. It was horrifying, but something in her brain wouldn't allow her to process it fully just yet. She could have a break down about the mess of her hair and her state of dress later. For now, safety was the only thing on her list.

Stand? It was a familiar word for her to read on the mouth of another, though generally it was being screamed by a red-faced guard. Effie nodded, but knew full well what her current version of standing looked like. She had tried to splint her own leg a couple of weeks back with wooden spoons and fabric from the slip she was wearing, but it was no good. Effie rolled onto her back, wincing, and pushed herself to a sitting position. At least in her cell there had been walls to brace herself against, but she did her best to maneuver her leg (crying out much more loudly than she was aware of) so that she could drag it upward as she pushed herself up with the other. Without thinking she reached for Carol, laying her weight onto her forearm to avoid collapsing again.

No one could say she wasn't determined to do her damnedest, regardless of circumstance. "My name is Effie Trinket," she said, a little too loudly, "You are?"