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 Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2012 5:59 am
He was shocked by her words, he was sure she would tell him that he was stupid for loving so blindly in Katniss, a mare who had her heart set on one thing: Survival. Peeta gazed at Johanna with his perceptive blue eyes, he had heard rumors about her past and in the moment some of those seemed to be true. She had loved once and had felt the wrath of the Capitol; the love did not last. He bowed his head to the warrior mare; she knew from experience what he and Katniss were going through. Would Katniss and he end up with a different fate than Johanna and her love or were all those who were puppets of the Capitol doomed to a life of pain?
“Perhaps, but it may be too late for me,” Was it true, was the way she looked at him really how he believed it to be or was it more to convince the inhabitants of the Capitol that they were lovers and soon to be lifemated? His thoughts then wandered to Gale, another who Katniss gazed kindly at and who was most likely comforting her, similarly to how Peeta would do at night, to chase away the nightmares.
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Posted: Thu Jan 24, 2013 10:46 pm
Johanna watched the way he looked. The way he kept to himself as if to contemplate it. She knew that maybe he didn't believe her, didn't believe Katniss loved him. "Why else would she call Brutus to her if she didn't mean for you to live? She has Prim. She volunteered to die for her, and she offered to die for you."
She let the words sink in. "I never had anyone love me that much, Peeta. Don't give up on her."
Things had gotten mushy enough though. Hell would be coming soon for them at the hands of torture. "We might as well talk, I'm sure we'll be more than familiar with each other and our screams before long."
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2013 11:03 pm
Peeta shook his head, “Even if her calling Brutus to her saved my life, I am now a prisoner of the Capitol, a fate that could be worse than death.” He looked up to the jagged cell’s celling, trying to imagine what was happening outside of his and Johanna’s small cage. Was the world wondering what had happened to the star crossed lovers of District 12? Have they clued in that it was all an act on Katniss’ part? No, he was sure they believed the lie, he had even believed in the lie. And such a sweet lie it was.
The stallion turned his gaze to the mare, his eyes sad, “I will never give up on her. I just hope she does not give up me. Is that selfish?” He gives a rough laugh, as his imagination and jealously created a situation between Katniss and Gale. Peeta shook himself; it was not the time to wallow in such thoughts!
A wry smile appeared on his face, he did not have a doubt about her words, “If we survive this.”
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2013 11:22 pm
Johanna was starting to feel uncomfortable with all this talk of "feelings". "Listen up, Peeta..." She paused for a moment, but then her brashness got the best of her. "Let's not be that kind of friend. The touchy feely kind. You can save that for when we get out of here and you can talk to Finnick, but I'm not that kind of girl. And this kind of talk, it's kind of torture for me. Got it?"
She gave him a smirk, "So keep holding on and all that jazz, but let's not have feelings hour and don't expect me to cry. So buck up, baker boy. I've got no clue about you, but I plan on busting out of this joint and killing Snow. Though I guess if you don't, one last person I have to fight for the honour." She gave a wicked laugh.
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2013 11:35 pm
Peeta took in a ragged deep breath, “Okay. I will stop talking about it, but I want to have one more moment of the ‘touchy feely kind’ as you put it. I want to thank you, for what you have said, it has given me some hope in this dark place. Now I will stop torturing you with his conversation,” he quirked his mouth to the right in a half smile.
He looked around the cell and toward the energy field keeping them in place, “How do you plan on doing that? Do you know how to get past the energy field?” Peeta shrugged, he was not one to interfere, “Don’t worry; I will not stand in your way of vengeance. Snow is all yours.” His thoughts went to the white maned stallion who always wore a rose upon his body. Rumor had it that he wore the roses to cover up the stench of blood that always seemed to linger around the wicked powerful stallion. A shudder went though Peeta as he imagined the metallic smell of blood mixing with the sweet scent of roses.
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2013 11:46 pm
Johanna didn't smile at his thanks, but turned her head away. Her heart was heavy, half of it warring in her. He had Katniss to live for. And what did she have? She had no Sven or Greta. No Ivan, not even Raven anymore. She had nothing to hold on to except her vengeance. She would kill Snow, even if it took her life.
"I'll figure it out, I always do." She stood up, found a stone and hurled it at the barrier. A spark snapped and the stone shot back hot, singeing a place along her hide. "Yeah, well not that way obviously."
She paced the small area, wondering what to do. "What do you say when smiley comes back, we knock her flat and use her as a shield to get out?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2013 4:54 pm
Peeta nodded his head at her words, silent and not sure what to say, she had more against Snow than he did, for Snow had been making her life Hell for years before he or Katniss entered the Capitol’s Victor list. His blue eyes widened when he watched her throw the stone at the force field causing it to fly back with enough force to singe her hide, quickly he bit his tongue, he knew that she would not appreciate the offer for him to heal her and truth be told, he was not sure he possessed the energy or the knowledge to do so. What was the point of being a unicorn and not knowing how to use your abilities to heal those in pain? It was just another issue he would have to resolve in the future.
“We could do that, but that is assuming the Capitol even cares about her, she could just be another disposable tool. They could take her down to take us down as well, without a second thought.” He did not mean to put a damper on her idea, but this was the capitol they were talking about, the blood thirsty organization that had mares and stallions fight to the death for their own sick twisted form of entertainment.
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Posted: Sun Mar 10, 2013 6:07 pm
Johanna's body ached, her head throbbing as she wheeled around. "Katniss? A pawn?" She laughed low and gutteraly. "Do you really think that? She's the whole reason there's a rebellion. She was an ember amongst dying coals. What you did in the arena, real or not, it spurred a rebellion."
She let out a feral hiss. "What am I worth? I served my purpose. I slept my way through the Capitol, found every secret, stole anything that could help Coin and her crew. And you, you love her. Maybe she loves you too, but think about it. You're just a by-line in the great play of Katniss freaking Everdeen. Won't the story be so muh better if it ends tragic? Ill-fated lovers, Katniss fighting to free her love Peeta only to see him die. A tragic figure the nation will raise up and worship even more than they do now."
She spit as she paced some more, "Listen here boy, no one is coming for us. We're not worth the risk. They've got their precious mockingjay. The only way we're getting out is if we make it work."
She seethed, her whole body trembling with rage. The only person who would come for her was Finnick. But Finnick...what kind of state was he in? Alive or dead? The last tangible thread that held her to living.
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 4:44 pm
Peeta blinked his blue eyes, confusion crossing his countenance as her words wormed their way into his mind. What was she talking about? Katniss being a pawn? He did not even mention her name because she had been getting irate with him earlier, “I was talking about the snake mare who led us into this cell as being a dispensable tool to the Capitol… not Katniss.” Memories of last year in the arena flashed through his mind, the Nightlock berries and the attempt at double suicide to prevent the Capitol from making Katniss or him take the other’s life. He believed that she did what she did because she truly loved him and that thought of living without him would be too much to bear. How wrong he was. Why did he have to be a hopeless romantic? It caused nothing but heart ache, “Yes, it may have caused a rebellion and now we are the ones who are going to have to pay. It does not matter if we do not have the information that they seek, they will use us to get to them.” Peeta resigned himself to that fact, it was a terrible fact and one that would probably torment him for the rest of his life, but when in a dark situation there is not much to hope for or a silver lining to find. Her harsh words were filled with nothing but truth, he was a firefly to the radiant sun glow of Katniss Everdeen. Would his death really mean that much to her, to cause her rise up and bring with her the fall of the Capitol. A few weeks ago he did not mind being a martyr of love, as long as Katniss was safe, which if Johanna was correct about; she was, so why not become the martyr and have the districts rise up with Katniss and finally destroy the Capitol once and for all?
Peeta let out a sigh as he accepted her words as the bitter truth, “You’re right, no one is going to rescue us. If we want to survive what the Capitol throws at us we will need to work together. We are alone in the enemy’s base of operations and we are going to need a plan. I do not want to go down without a fight.” Martyrdom was still an option but he did not want to lay down his life and be killed with out trying to save his own neck, it is not what Katniss would do. She would fight tooth and hoof; never giving up the hope of seeing her loved ones again. And Peeta, he resolved himself, would do the same, or die trying.
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 5:10 pm
Johanna looked at him, her eyes flashing a bit as she listened to him speak. She could see the wheels turning underneath that blonde hair, he would sacrifice himself for her, for the cause, for whatever reason if it meant Katniss would live. For a moment, the emptiness loomed up inside her more dark and desperate than before.
"Not with bang, but a whimper."
She remembered the words, had heard them said by Snow in a meeting. He had told her how life would peter out and they, the slaves would forever remain slaves and waste away until their final words weren't even words but just a whimper. There would be no cataclysmic event, no great reckoning. They would bow under and fold to the mighty hand of Snow and their life would end with a whimper.
She stamped her hoof violently.
"Not with a whimper, but with a bang. If we're going out, we're going to take them with us. We're going to make them remember us, we're going to make them pay for what they've done. I won't go quietly."
She looked at him, "We won't go quietly."
"We should take the mare the next chance we get, pawn or not, she's our escape."
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 5:18 pm
A smile crossed Peeta’s countenance, it was not a true smile, he has not had one of those for over a year, but a smile that conveyed that desperate times called for desperate measures. “Not with a whimper, out with a bang.” He repeated her words to himself. That sentence summed up what he was feeling inside and he had inkling that it was the same for Johanna.
“No we won’t. What’s the plan?” If he was calculating this right, the snake mare was to return shortly and take them to where ever snow wished them to go, be it death, torture or some other crazy area that one who entered would only wish for death. There was not much to lose, but yet so much to live for, and he would do whatever it took to bring the Capitol to its knees.
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 5:37 pm
Johanna smiled, "That's it Peeta." She remembered what Finnick had recalled to her once during the Quell, that Peeta was the only one there by accident. The rest of them had killed their way there, sparing no one else. That was the way it was.
"She comes in and you feign being hurt or whatever. Rage at her, do whatever the heck you like, but while you do that I'll bite her. I'll pull an Enobaria and rip out her throat with my teeth if I have to. You get me the opening and I'll take it."
She smiled wide, her teeth glinting menacingly. "We'll tear her to shreds."
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Posted: Fri Jun 14, 2013 1:00 pm
He returned his gaze back to the electric shield/wall for what felt like the thousandth time in just a short period of time. How long have they actually been down in this dank cell escaped him, it could have been hours or days; time had no meaning in that dark desolate place. Even though it had no meaning, Peeta could not help but wonder how much time they had before the snake lady came and took them to a dark room where hope would be nothing but an ephemeral memory. His blue eyes flickered to his leg, the metal was reflecting the blues and yellows of the electric barrier, “I do not believe it will be hard to feign an injury with this thing.”
Peeta’s mind was reeling, even if they could take down the serpentine mare, there would be more minions of the Capitol standing guard at the entrance to this abysmal place. He hated to ask the question, to be the one to splash doubt on their hope when freedom seemed so close, but he needed to know.
“What if she does not come alone? Yes we could take down four or so, but not without the risk of raising the alarm.”
He knew he should try to pray, but what god would hear his prayers in this obscure and tortuous place?
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Posted: Wed Jul 24, 2013 2:56 pm
Johanna's voice was cold and flat, "They are going to kill us. If we don't escape now, there is no hope. The longer they hold us, the more they'll use us against Katniss. You don't want that." She closed her eyes for a moment, and let herself sink to the floor and think of Raven.
Raven who had loved her, had tried to get her out of the games with all of his wealth and power, but she had denied him that--because Finnick was going and despite her words, despite how she felt about the entire damn world, she loved Finnick with all her heart. He knew her cynical self, he was her best friend and she would not let him go back to the arena alone.
And so, she had left Raven behind. What would happen to him? She didn't know, she tried to tell herself that she didn't care. But she did, she cared about far too many things.
She could hear the footfalls down the cave hall, "She's coming Peeta...." And she opened her eyes, waiting.
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Posted: Mon Jul 29, 2013 8:17 pm
Peeta shivered at her words, he knew that they were true and that they were just toys to the Capitol and bait for those who were a part of the resistance. Katniss… the Capitol would do anything in its power to harm her, and that included tormenting Peeta and Johanna. “Of course I don’t want that, but I was just trying to do a hypothetical question, what if the snake lady does not come back alone? I guess fight until we can’t fight any more?” Resolution cloaked itself over his body; he would do whatever he had to do to make sure that he was not used against Katniss. He would fight the Capitol until he could not fight any longer; it was the only way to show Katniss that he did not roll over without a fight.
The soft clomp clomp of hooves on stone echoed down the dank hallway; his heart began to beat faster as adrenaline and fear pumped through his body. He lay down on the ground, which in itself would signify that something was terribly wrong and he bent his armored leg, pretending to favor it as soft moans escaped his lips. He thought of all he had been through, the pain, the loss, and the rejection, it was not hard then to have hot tears streak down his face.
As he lay on the stone, it seemed as if his own heart turned to stone, it did not matter that they were about to kill a minion of the Capitol who could just be like them, forced in to servitude. She blocked their way from freedom and both Johanna and he would do anything to be free once again.
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