Who: Tris Prior and Tobias Eaton What: He's a new arrival and neither is sure the other is real Where: Outside of House 102 When: July 30th Rating: PG-ish?
Tris was outside of her residence, doing her usual daily warm-ups. The arena was happening soon and while she didn't know what kind it would be or if she would be in it, she still wanted to be prepared. The last one had been terrifying and she was hoping that next arena she was in wouldn't be quite so brutal.
She also knew that she would be wasting her breath if she made that request out loud. The aliens that were in charge of them seemed to care about nothing more than their own entertainment.
Which Tris was among those people expected to provide it.
Tris was doing one of her spin kicks when she felt her balance falter. There was suddenly a familiar person watching her and she wasn't sure how long he had been here. The aliens so far hadn't put her into any fear landscapes or torture sessions since she had been here. However, it looked like now they were going to play with that switch in her brain that made her unsure of what was happening until she broke out of it just like she always had back home.
She lifted her face to yell at the sky. "It's not going to work! Don't you research the people you kidnap?"
He couldn't be real because that meant he was trapped here with her and she wouldn't wish that fate on anyone.