Road To Glory - D1 train [D1 Tributes , Mentors]

Jessie walked along the train. She hadn't spoken to the tributes yet. She hated when she had to talk to them. Normally their reactions were ranging from crying hard to yelling that they would win and Jessie was an idiot to think they needed help. Jessie noticed the people who yelled at her actually seemed to end up dying faster. She wondered how they would react. Actually, she didn't wonder about how the girl, Jade would react. She acted exactly as Jessie did when she walked up to the podium. Luckily this games there weren't any little kids you had to kill and break your soul.

She decided she should talk to the boy first, knowing how Jade would react. Jessie wondered where she was, maybe in the food car. Most tributes immediately go there for some reason. The electric door slid open as Jessie walked into the room. The boy, Dante, was lounging in a chair eating a cookie. She didn't know what kind of cookie it was which wasn't surprising seeing as the tribute's rooms alone were basically candy stores. She had been watching all the reapings so she had a fair idea about who would be a problem for her tributes.

Districts two and four would prove very hard to beat, so Jessie was going to suggest to try and make an alliance with them. The district eights would be easy knock outs. The boy seemed to be hurt pretty badly, and the girl seemed to be crazy. District seven may prove hard as well seing that the boy from there seemed pretty well muscled. Yes, Jessie could tell all this from a reaping. She sat in a chair facing Dante.

He was looking out the window. Jessie wasn't sure if her knew she was there or not. "It's a spectacular view, isn't it." She said, also looking out at the whizzing forest passing by. "Hopefully you'll get to see it again. That's what I'm here for. I'm Jessie by the way." She knew she didn't need to say that. Everyone knew who she was. She did feel the need to make a custom greeting though.


OOC: Jade isn't coming in I think.
Word count: 359

Jessie looked at the boy. He seemed not to be the nicest of people. He seemed like the kind of guy who came from a rich family in district one who always got what he wanted and developed a certain rudeness. Jessie disliked people like that seeing that she met them all the time in the capitol. People who think that they know something everyone likes, which is them. This boy seemed like that. His foot fell to the floor. Jessie was a bit annoyed about what he said though. Why on earth do people say 'Hon.' Anyways? It's weird and why would anyone from the districts being saying it anyway? People from the capitol are weird and say it all the time. Then Jessie remembered that district one is the capital's much smaller copy.

"Well, 'hon,'" Jessie spoke, using the term Hon with a lot of sarcasm, "The best way for you to survive is for me to help you. And I'm not seeing a very good reason yet." People like him did tend to get on her nerves and she badly hoped none of her tributes this year were going to be like it. Unfortunately hoping didn't do much.