"The audience isn't here. They use cameras, and then they show what happens in the arena all over the country. No one's in here, except for the tributes. ...and you. How did you get here anyway?" There's not supposed to be a way in anymore than there is a way out. People could mount (probably unsuccessful, but it only takes one person succeeding to undermine the Capitol's authority) rescue attempts.
"It's not most of the tributes' faults they're here. I didn't choose to come here, and neither did most of them." And then there's the threat of Capitol reprisals. Oh, Rue doesn't want to think of those. She thought she knew what the worst was when they drew her name she dreads to think that there might be more they could do, to Rue or to her family.
Chandra's eyes immediately went to the sky again. Looking for thopters. It was how the Consul kept an eye on things. But that didn't seem to be the case here. Her eyes scanned the trees for anything out of the ordinary. Ahah! She spotted what looked to be a little less than barklike mechanisms in the knot of a tree. She blew the camera a kiss before it was clear something inside of it exploded a little. Not enough to damage the tree, but there was smoke and the sounds of inner workings ceasing to be.
"Oh, I was exploring the places I could go and found myself here. Didn't mean to." This place seemed as good a first trip from Regatha as any, how was she to know how messed up everything was here. It probably wasn't the best idea to get involved in a conflict she had no business being involved in but... little late now. "So you got thrown in here so... other people could watch you fight and die? Is that why people kept trying to kill me?"
She just assumed it was the same reason as always. Her luck sucked except for the Monastery.
Rue's eyes widened. There had to be more cameras on them. She doubted they could possibly find every one even if her new acquaintance was good at destroying them. "How can you not know about the Hunger Games? Everyone in Panem grows up knowing that our names go into the Reaping once we're twelve."
The idea that Chandra could have gotten here from somewhere else didn't even occur to her.
"Didn't grow up in Panem, just got here." Chandra is just making finger guns at all the cameras in the area and they are exploding exactly as Chandra wants them to. She's beginning to feel that the entire area is fake, the forests, the trees, whatever those bug things were. Whoever came up with all this had some skilled workers. Almost a shame to break everything.
Almost.
"So... this is about food? You're fighting to the death over food?" What sorta messed up plane was this?
Rue shakes her head emphatically. "No. It's not that simple." And she figures that she's already in the arena and unlikely to make it out again, so she might as well tell the truth. "They're making examples of us. Every year they take two children from every district, and they put all twenty four tributes in the arena until there's only one person left alive. One victor. They're reminding the country that the Capitol has all the power, and that no one can ever stop them from doing this."
"How did you get here? Why would you come here?" No one should want to be in Panem.
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"It's not most of the tributes' faults they're here. I didn't choose to come here, and neither did most of them." And then there's the threat of Capitol reprisals. Oh, Rue doesn't want to think of those. She thought she knew what the worst was when they drew her name she dreads to think that there might be more they could do, to Rue or to her family.
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"Oh, I was exploring the places I could go and found myself here. Didn't mean to." This place seemed as good a first trip from Regatha as any, how was she to know how messed up everything was here. It probably wasn't the best idea to get involved in a conflict she had no business being involved in but... little late now. "So you got thrown in here so... other people could watch you fight and die? Is that why people kept trying to kill me?"
She just assumed it was the same reason as always. Her luck sucked except for the Monastery.
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The idea that Chandra could have gotten here from somewhere else didn't even occur to her.
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Almost.
"So... this is about food? You're fighting to the death over food?" What sorta messed up plane was this?
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"How did you get here? Why would you come here?" No one should want to be in Panem.