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Astrayl continued to chew on his piece of bread as Serpentine talked about his parents. He smiled and laughed a bit when she mentioned his poor medical skills. To him the bandaging really didn't matter sense he was always going to get another one. He took another bite when Serpentine switched subjects towards her family. The first sentence caught him a little off guard when she mentioned that he should come over to train sometime. His parents didn't like him training with other families, they said it reveals too many secrets to other potential career tributes. To Astrayl, it seemed like a stupid rule. He already knew that among most of the career tributes in sector 2 that he was one of the stronger ones. Most of the other kids knew about it because of all the fights he stopped during school. Anytime he felt that someone was getting in some unnecessary violence he would pick them up and throw them away from the fight.

When Serpentine mentioned her brothers he couldn't help but smile a bit. Like her, he was the one of three siblings in his family. Astrayl did have two older brothers that both participated in the hunger games. His oldest brother Savage was one of the last ones to survive but was stupid enough to get caught in a simple trap laid out but one of the already dead tributes. His other brother Carson died from a arrow to the head. Hearing Serpentine talk about her brothers made him think about his brothers for a minute and what it would have been like if they group up together as a family.

That's the other thing Astrayl likes about Serpentine, she talks bad about her family a lot but deep down he thinks she really likes them. He tuned in back to the conversation. After she finished about the gooseling, he ripped his bread in two and offered her the other piece. "I like to hear you talk about your family. You make a lot of funny expressions." He smiled at her.

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{OurOctoberCalendar: Sorry, shhort post. My mind is slowly shutting down after a harsh week of school. Thank God it's the weekend!}

Suddenly a loud voice could be heard ringing through out each district. It was a petite female voice that held a lot of authority. She demanded that all men and women eligible to become a tribute report to the center of their town. In just a few moments the names for the hunger games were to be drawn.



(omg guys I am so so so so so sorry for not having posted when I said I was going to a lot has happened in real life and i have just been going crazy with stuff)