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Peeta Mellark is out of Panem. Real or not real? (peetanotpita) wrote in wariscoming,
@ 2012-05-31 23:00:00

Entry tags:

doreah, jenny, peeta mellark

WHO: Peeta Mellark, Jenny, and open to Doreah once she arrives
WHAT: Not sitting tight, obviously.
WHERE: A sealed crypt in a cemetary in Lawrence
WHEN: Somewhere between Thursday evening and Friday morning; easy to lose track of time when you're sealed in a crypt, see. lol
RATING: TBA but probably no more than PG or PG-13
STATUS: In progress

It was with a gasp and a groan that Peeta woke from his unconsious state. Immediately, he sat up and, immediately, he regretted the quick movement as white hot pain shot through his body and his vision went blurry for a moment before he found them focused on a strange woman. She looked around his age. She was blonde and, at first, he saw Cassie, because he wanted, he supposed, to see Katniss. Raising a hand to his head, he closed his eyes for a moment and then refocused on the other person in the musty, cold room. She was neither Katniss nor Cassie. He'd never seen her before, actually, at all.

Peeta Mellark wasn't the type to sit around and wait, especially when Katniss could be in danger. With him not there, who knew what could be happening to her? That caught his immediate focus and he clumsily attempted to get to his feet, only managing to crumple back to the floor in a heap of exhaustion and dizziness. Peeta swore under his breath. "How long have I been out?" he asked, frowning up at her, whoever she was.

They needed to get out. He couldn't just sit there and wait. If he'd been gone too long, Katniss would worry and end up going out looking for him. The idea of her going out into that mess of plastic people like the ones who'd attacked him and knocked him out cold, presumably to get him here, made Peeta sick to his stomach. If anything happened to her while he was wherever this was, he'd never forgive himself. He shouldn't have gone into work...or tried, anyway.

Pulling his phone out of his pocket, Peeta could see that Katniss had texted him a couple of times to tell him to be careful if he was trying to go to work, but when he tried to tell her that he was all right and to wait for him, he found that there was no signal bars. The texts wouldn't send. He wondered when the texts had gone through and just what she was doing at that moment. If he had to guess, he sure hoped Cindy was with her.

"I'm Peeta," he told the woman when he pulled his focus away from the phone and back to the girl in the room. "Who are you?"

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from_lys
2012-06-02 02:23 am UTC (link)

Doreah arrived, tumbling into the place. She'd been in a haze, mostly unaware of what had happened to her or where she was. It had been foolish of Doreah to go out on her own. She was realizing this now as she slipped out of the haze, back into reality with a headache that felt like a hammer was chipping away at her skull. To say that it was an unpleasant experience was a gross understatement. Slowly, as she became aware of things, Doreah pushed herself up into a sitting position. She looked around, a little surprised that she was not alone in this place. It couldn't be good. The boy, she observed, had an expression on his face that was similar to the one on Doreah's face.

"Where is this place?" She spoke in a low tone. Yes, she'd skipped over pleasantries, but she was fairly certain that no one would accuse her of having poor manners. She suspected that manners weren't necessary at the end of the world.

Doreah cleared her throat quietly as her hand found the tender spot on her head that was bothering her so much. She'd probably hit it somehow while she was out or perhaps hitting her head was what had knocked her out to begin with. Everything was unclear.

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abitunlikely
2012-06-02 07:32 pm UTC (link)

When Jenny had awoke in the crypt, she'd been alarmed, of course, but curious as well. The last thing she'd remembered was leaving the TARDIS to go get something to eat, and now she was somewhere...else. At first, she thought that this might be something the Seal had done, but a quick glance around showed her a boy who was still unconscious, and she knew something was wrong.

After checking to make sure he was still breathing, Jenny began to examine the dark room, trying to figure out exactly where they were and how to get out. When she didn't find anything, Jenny finally settled to lean against the wall, annoyed and anxious, wishing she knew what was going on. When she heard the voice, Jenny looked over at the boy, concern in her eyes. "A couple hours, I think. I'm not really sure - time is really hard to tell here, and I don't have a watch or my....phone." The last word was added when she saw him pull out one, and she looked hopeful until she saw the disappointment on his face.

"I'm Jenny. I'm sorry we had to meet this way." Further talk was halted by the door opening and someone being pushed inside. Before the blond could move in that direction, the door was closing again and Jenny knelt beside the girl. "I think it's a crypt, but I'm not really sure. Are you alright?"

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peetanotpita
2012-06-02 07:39 pm UTC (link)

The woman said he'd been out for a couple of hours but that she couldn't tell for sure just how long. He looked up at her and noticed the hope fall away from her face, presumably when she read his own expression of disappointment. "No signal," he sighed. "I'm sorry, too," he added empathetically. Meeting new people was a good thing, usually, but in this circumstance, he wasn't so sure it was.

The noise that came with the newcomer startled Peeta and he scrambled back — even as Jenny moved toward the sound — smacking the back of his head against a wall and swearing under his breath again, wincing and reaching up to cradle his injury with one hand reflexively. When the new person spoke, Peeta frowned and shined his phone on her. Female, definitely. Brunette, petite...he'd never seen her before. He opened his mouth to ask if she was all right, but Jenny beat him to the punch.

Moving the dim light of his phone back and forth between the two women, Peeta realized they carried similar expressions to his. The brunette woman's question mirrored the one in his head. "I don't know," he admitted, looking back at her. His eyes shifted back to Jenny. "Do you?"

After a brief pause, he looked back at the newcomer. "I'm Peeta. What's your name?" It was reflexive for him to attempt some sort of bond with the women. Peeta was a people person, even on his worst days. Cindy had told him to make friends and so he had been. Why stop now?

Finally, he managed to pull himself to his feet when the dizziness subsided slightly. "They knocked me out; those plastic people. There were six of them. They surrounded me. What about you guys...?" he asked and then, he added softly, thinking aloud more than addressing the women with him, "...why didn't they just shoot us like they have been everyone else...?"

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from_lys
2012-06-05 12:36 am UTC (link)

Doreah nodded in response to Jenny's question, taking a brief pause before speaking. It seemed her mouth was dry. Perhaps, she thought, it was from nerves. This situation was definitely unnerving. "I think I'm alright. My head aches." She felt the spot on her head that hurt the most, sure to be gentle so as to not aggravating any injuries that might be there. The last thing she wanted was to injure herself further. This was about all she could handle, at the moment.

"I'm Doreah." She gave a weak, entirely put on smile to Jenny and Peeta. It was to provide some kind of comfort, though she scolded herself silently for thinking that an expression on her face would make either of the others feel any more comfortable. The smile faded quickly.

Mostly, Doreah focused on listening to the other two speak. She didn't think that she could be of any help. Her knowledge of Lawrence mostly related to bars and fast food franchises. She was unaware of any places beneath the ground. Her mind was a flurry of panicked thoughts. Had they been buried alive? A lump formed in her throat just thinking about it. Then Peeta mentioned plastic people. Her eyes lit up as she remembered a moment before she'd come to this place.

"I went out for food when I saw them. The plastic people, as you call them." Doreah hoped that this was some kind of clue that might lead to them getting out of their underground tomb.

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