[[Okay, now they've arrived at the Capitol. :3]]

Shyne walked though an empty hallway, her boot heels thumping whenever she walked. They were uncomfy, now that she had been walking in them for a long time. She opened a door which led her to an area with three green couches. There, sat a tall woman with long, tle="" href="http://cosmetic-candy.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/palty-hair-dye-honey-brown.jpg" target="">honey coloured hair. She wore a tle="" href="http://www.comparestoreprices.co.uk/images/bh/bhs-classic-lace-long-satin-nightdress.jpg" target="">satin nightgown, without shoes. An Avox walked up to her and held out a tray of tea and cookies. The woman knocked the tray out of the Avox's hands and I grimaced as I heard the crashing of china glasses and plates. The Avox jumped, and let out a low moan. "Clean it up, you mute piece of trash." the woman snapped. She turned her head and saw me. Her face lit up like a firework. "Come! Sit down!" she beckoned. I shrugged and took a seat beside her. "So you're my mentor?" I asked. She nodded. "Hurry up!" she yelled at the Avox who crouched, picking up the broken china pieces. A Peacekeeper marched in and didn't bother noticing he was walking on broken china. "I heard your screaming, Ms." the man spoke, "Is there anything I can help you with?" The woman stood up, her hands shaking with rage. I stood up as well, prepared to restrain her if needed. "This fool!" she pointed to the Avox. "Spilt everything, everywhere! And she's not cleaning it up! Shyne and I want to have a civilized conversation, with out this mutt here!" That was quite an insult. Technically, Avoxes were once proper humans. Until they got in huge trouble, their tounges were in place. Apparently they were cut off or surgically removed when you unconcious. Depending on your crime, you might have to watch yourself get mutilated. I shivered at the thought. Another Peacekeeper entered and grabbed the Avox's arm. The other Peacekeeper did the same. "Don't worry, we'll make sure she's paid for it." With that, they dragged her out of the room. I heard the slam of a door, a crack of what sounded to be a whip, and then loud animal-like noises. I showed a face of disgust. "Now. Yes, I am your mentor. Call me Sphere." What an awkward name. Not that my name wasn't as bad, but that just seemed to be a bit stupid. "You need a strategy." I sighed, "What about the 19 other tributes?" The woman let out an annoyed huff, "Don't care about them! Your the only one that's got a shot!" My eyes widened. "You! Your face is beautiful! You'll win sponsors like there's no tomorrow! And your skills, with knives and---" I stopped her. "Wait, how do you know about my knives?" Sphere laughed, "Oh don't be silly! Everyone knows." Fear began to grow inside me as she continued. "Make allies. Maybe with those tributes from District 4. They have a good chance. And who's that other loverboy?" My eyebrows arched, "What boy?" Sphere laughed again, "HA! You must know about him, don't you?" I rolled my eyes. "No. I don't." The train lurched to a stop as I fell of the couch and onto the large puddle of hot tea. She simply stood up and began to walk away. "Oh, you'll know soon enough."

[[Toshiro's character will be killed in the bloodbath. If anyone wants to call disposing of the character, let me know. x3 She decided to quit the roleplay.]]

[[Sure Feyth. :D It's okay Twintkitty. :3]]

[[I thought Clove was killed from Thresh. o_o And Foxface ate the berries that Peeta had put on his jacket. Unless your talking about some other Clove. x'3]]

I had collected myself rather quickly, now there was a splotch of hot tea that had remained on my sweater. I quickly took it off and grabbed the tle="" href="http://s10.thisnext.com/media/largest_dimension/F900F647.jpg" target="">sweater that Sphere probably had worn before she left. In a panic, I left my other sweater in a puddle of tea. My hair and dress had not been affected. Good thing too. I exited through a door with flashing blue lights that said, "DISTRICT 1". There, 8 other fellow tributes from my district stood. One of my friends that even I feared stood in a pair of tle="" href="http://anonymousla.com/store/images/large/AV4_100206_014-250.jpg" target="">white jeans and a tle="" href="http://www.godoon.com/fashionimg/full/DS/95/FSDS9517_1.jpg" target="">pretty top. Odd looking people with weird hair and clothing were cheering and screaming and clapping. I realized that I suddenly needed to kick up looking pretty and a person they'd want to sponsor. She also wore a tle="" href="http://s9.thisnext.com/media/largest_dimension/978B374F.jpg" target="">pair of boots similar to mine that I'd used to wear to bed. Her and I were the only female tributes that had a chance. Almost all male tributes were here, talking amongst themselves and who they thought they should kill first. I guessed they watched the replay of the reapings. I hadn't even bothered to do so. But, I would have a couple of weeks or so to do that. I stood now, waiting to be herded wherever we were supposed to go.

[[Then they meet their stylists. I think. o_o]]

"Get out, now!" I looked behind me as three fellow tributes from my district were thrown off the train. One wore a tle="" href="http://fashionphilosophia.files.wordpress.com/2012/03/summer-dresses5.jpg" target="">pink flowery dress with tle="" href="http://a1.ec-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/85/28213fbb359b45e4b4c00dc93f93be81/l.gif" target="">flats, another wore a tle="" href="http://fashionphilosophia.files.wordpress.com/2012/03/summer-dresses5.jpg" target="">blue flower dress, and the other wore a tle="" href="http://fashionphilosophia.files.wordpress.com/2012/03/summer-dresses5.jpg" target="">beige/blackish dress. I looked down at their shoes, and realized they all wore matching flats. They giggled and flipped their hair aimlessly. Stupid. I thought. They're underestimating their competition. I stood with the girl that was out first, talking to her privately of who we should kill first. "We should set a camp up by the Horn." I said. She nodded, "And take everything out of it, kill anyone that tries to steal." She looked at me hard. "Allies, okay?" I shook her hand. "Allies." I thought about it now. "But, shouldn't we be allies with the rest of our tributes?" She nodded and rolled her eyes. "Duh. They'll die off. We'll keep a few males and then we'll kill the rest." I grew fearful and suddenly began to regret being allies. "But after that?" I asked. "Then, we see who's better." she said flatly. I walked away from her and started waving and saying things like, "Your such a great crowd!" and, "I love you guys!"

[[-Facepalm- Just realized Toshiro has another character. Anyone want to kill her off? If not Shyne will likely just see her as a threat and, you know. :u]]