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deadalready) wrote2013-09-28 02:19 pm
deadalready) wrote2013-09-28 02:19 pm
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13th Swing - Voice
[It's still so weird that he and Clove are getting married. That it's actually happening like they acted like it could in their more stupid moments where they were both alive in the end. Maybe only one of them went to the Games and won, maybe neither of them went. Cato had wanted to with increasing desperation the closer he got to 18 but he'd told Clove before he would only volunteer if she needed him to.
Thinking about things from before the Games; about his sad, pointless life and his parents and their house and his room and the town...he wants that. He wants his mom and dad to be happy and see him get married.
Cato wonders if anyone will even show up for the wedding (still weird) or if it'll just be him and Clove and the person marrying them. The only thing he knows with certainty is that he's been here almost two years and hasn't made one friend. (Or so he thinks).
It makes him miss his parents even more fiercely and, without really thinking, he opens his journal.]
If you could have someone from back home be here, even for just a day, even if they were dead, would you make that happen?
[It seems selfish to even think about it, to him at least. He's curious to see if other people don't give as much of a crap about the life they'd left behind. He just misses his family.]
Thinking about things from before the Games; about his sad, pointless life and his parents and their house and his room and the town...he wants that. He wants his mom and dad to be happy and see him get married.
Cato wonders if anyone will even show up for the wedding (still weird) or if it'll just be him and Clove and the person marrying them. The only thing he knows with certainty is that he's been here almost two years and hasn't made one friend. (Or so he thinks).
It makes him miss his parents even more fiercely and, without really thinking, he opens his journal.]
If you could have someone from back home be here, even for just a day, even if they were dead, would you make that happen?
[It seems selfish to even think about it, to him at least. He's curious to see if other people don't give as much of a crap about the life they'd left behind. He just misses his family.]
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[To Cato, this place was like a second chance at life. A new beginning, unfettered by the weight of Panem and the Games on his shoulders. There'd never been a day that he did not know he would go to the Games with certainty, never a day where he'd thought of a life after the Games because all that would be left to him would be an empty house in the Victor neighborhood and nothing else.]
There are some places a lot worse than this.
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[Some people being him. But he doesn't want to identify himself so readily, despite the fact that he might have well just said that to begin with.]
Just how much control can one person have over their lives anyways?
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[He'll agree with you on the whole 'going where you want to' think but everything else ... he feels like he's got what he wants, has a choice now in who he can be, and he's marrying the only girl he's ever dreamed about so...what exactly is this guy saying?]
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