PRIVATE MEETINGS

[andexecutioner]

If you'd like to have a private meeting with the Adjudicator, this is where you should go! The Adjudicator is available at almost all hours of the day; just knock and he'll answer.

Comments are screened for privacy; no eavesdropping, that's rude.

Comments

7/24; morning

[flagitate]

[ Well. They've got a shooting range, and Katniss is pissed as hell at Juri still (shocking), so she's got one of the bows and quivers of arrows with her as she makes her way to the office.

Katniss also has a piece of paper in her hand. She sticks it to the tip of the arrow, notches it, takes aim. She lets out a breath, and lets her arrow fly. It lands with a thunk right at the center of the door. For a moment, Katniss considers turning and leaving, but hell. She wants to see his reaction.

For the record, the words on the paper are written in thick black marker: IF WE BURN, YOU BURN WITH US. ]

[andexecutioner]

[He'll open the door after a moment - odd, perhaps, given that he usually just kind of yells vaguely through it, telling people to enter and all, but perhaps he's expecting someone; either way, he'll take a look at the door, and a look at the note, and then a look at the girl, and honestly? He doesn't seem too off-put.

...Still a little pale from yesterday, because whatever Archie did to him seems to have done a number, but otherwise? Back to the usual level of strange apathy.]

It's cute that you guys are trying to piss me off. Bad idea, if you ask me.

[flagitate]

Yeah?

[ She lowers the bow, because Katniss doesn't trust herself to not shoot him in the face. ]

What are you going to do? Make up a new rule so you can kill us? Rip our souls out of our bodies?

[andexecutioner]

No, because I won't have to.

You can be as mad as you want. You guys are the ones choosing to play, no matter how much you try to scream about how unfair everything is.