[open] You're a stone-cold killer, you say--

[rediscover]

Who| Anna and you.
What| Arena shenanigans, go!
Where| The food court, the book store, and the Arendelle Boutique, as well as various open locations where your character might run into her at your discretion!
When| Week 1.
Warnings/Notes| Probably...not? Will update accordingly.



one. the food court

Anna's taken to venturing out to the daily food court meal cautiously, skirting around the edges with her weapon in hand, taking enough to feed her, Elsa, and Kristoff, and then darting back around. She avoids open spaces; too much room for someone to get behind her, and her two short months of training in the Capitol taught her enough that she knows the basics of not getting backstabbed. But after a week, she starts getting complacent, and on this particular day, her sponsor-gifted knife in hand, she piles a bit more food than normal into the tote bag she's pilfered from Blaire's Accessories, thinking that her little Arendelle clan could use an extra meal or two to keep their strength up. Do you come for her? Tell her off for letting her guard down? Or maybe try to sneak some of her food when she's not looking?

two. the book store

Before long, Anna stumbles upon the bookstore. She's always been an avid reader; it tends to happen when you spend much of your childhood alone with a big huge library at your disposal. So she spends a good day and a half squirreled away in a corner of the bookstore, hidden behind a massive bookshelf with a pile of books at her feet, a slice of cold pizza for a snack, and her knife nearby just in case.

Really, the minute she found out the books were about the Tributes' lives, her fate had been sealed for her. She devours them one by one: Dave, Mariko, Tony, even Mindy and Donatello--but it's not until she gets to hers, and Elsa's, that she realizes that they're not exactly accurate. After that, it's basically uncontrollable giggles from her corner as she pours over the pages, filing away tidbits with which to tease her friends later on.

three. the arendelle boutique

It's almost too much excitement to handle when, one day, Anna ventures to the third floor and discovers an entire store devoted to Arendelle-themed merchandise. There are stuffed Svens and Olafs, dresses and skirts patterned after hers and Elsa's, and--much to her disdain--a small section devoted to Hans. She steers clear of that bit, but takes her time looking around, inspecting miniature versions of her castle home inside snowglobes, flipping through children's books based on her escapades, and letting her fingers drift over ragdolls that bear a striking resemblance to the ones she played with as a little girl. She's so entranced in her own nostalgia and homesickness, she doesn't notice that she's not quite alone.

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two

[shenunigans]

The Arendelle sisters have been ever present in Dave's mind since he left to break into jail in the first place. He felt damn awful abandoning them, even if they had Kristoff he didn't really know the ropes around here. His only conversation had been with Elsa and it had been around her back while yelling at Eponine. Not a good look.

Since then, he'd run off and had two scrapes with people. The bruises across his face are evidence of this, along with the bite on his hand. Despite looking like hell, he's pretty happy. Things have gone better since he found Loki and he feels much less tense, so much so that he's barely even defensive when he rounds a shelf to find Anna sitting there. Some relief swells in him along with guilt for not finding her or Elsa sooner, then the absolute dread when he sees what she's reading.

Despite that, he can't hide a small, goofy smile for her. He didn't think he'd miss her as much as he did, but seeing her in person for the first time in just shy of a month puts perspective on it.

"Well excuuuuse me, Princess." She won't get that reference, Dave.

Re: two

[rediscover]

Anna's so immersed in reading the very bizarre, very disturbing biography of Dave, that she doesn't notice that he's standing there in the flesh until he speaks up. The princess jumps, nearly dropping the book, and she can't help but feel vaguely guilty. Not only for reading his book and laughing at it more often than not, but for not making more of an effort to find him, to make sure he's doing okay. She'd been checking the mannequins for any familiar 'faces,' but she also hasn't seen him in what feels like forever. So when he appears in front of her like that, Anna jumps to her feet.

"Dave!" Before he can say anything else, she's throwing her arms around him and giving him a huge hug, face pressed into his shoulder. "Thank goodness you're okay." She pulls back, studying him at arm's length and zeroing in on the bruises on his face. "Wait, you are okay, aren't you?"

[shenunigans]

To be honest, Dave hadn't gotten far into reading his own book. For one thing, he couldn't sit down and read it without getting frustrated and then he couldn't get frustrated without someone noticing and asking about it. Gross. Hopefully she doesn't grill him about it.

"Dave." He repeats, as if acting like she didn't know his name. His arms hang at his sides when she hugs him and he lets out a slight sound of discomfort because his face isn't the only bruised part of him. He doesn't get a chance to try hug back before she pulls away to look at him. "What are you implying?" He raises a hand to pet at his cheek curiously. "Oh my god, what's on my face? Is something on my face?" You know damn well, Dave.

[rediscover]

That gets a giggle out of her, and Anna finds any worry dissipating; obviously if he's clowning around like his normal dorky self, he's fine. "Oh, you've got something on your face, alright--oh, sorry, that's just what you look like," she teases. Zing. Oh, yeah. She's been practicing. But she won't grill him anymore about the bruises.

Detaching herself from him fully, Anna moves to sit back down in her little nest, patting the spot next to her. "You know, funny you should find me here." She holds up his book, wiggling it. "I was just reading the most fascinating story."

Three

[bunnybrat]

Chibi-Usa knew better than to wander off on the others when they were looking for supplies, but this store looked so cute she couldn't help herself, even if she did look weird wandering in with a cricket bat.

She ducked in and looked around, and it didn't take her long to put down the bat and pick up a Sven plush and smile at it.

"Uwah! You're so cute."

She turns to call back the others but sees Anna instead and just stops moving suddenly worrying about if she can defend herself against this girl, even if this girl looked really nice.

[rediscover]

Anna whirls at the sound of another voice in the shop; she'd grown a little complacent, lost in nostalgia as she was. But once she sees that her company is only a little girl, her fear is replaced with interest. She comes forward and reaches out to ruffle the tiny Sven's head fluff.

"Isn't he? You should meet the real thing. He's enormous!"

[bunnybrat]

Chibi-Usa starts to jump and feel really silly for forgetting to keep herself safe, at first worried that the girl approaching her is going to hurt her. That is until she realises the girl has an open, friendly face. The ruffling the reindeer's head fluff also helped assure her that she wasn't going to be hurt.

"Really? How big? Is he your friend?"

She looks between the older girl then the plush animal and smiles up at her looking very interested in what she has to say.

[rediscover]

Anna giggles, and holds her hand above her head to indicate Sven's actual height. "He's about that tall, and very heavy, and very very sweet." She gives the younger girl a grin, taking one of the other plushies off the shelf and giving it a hug.

"Of course he's my friend! His name is Sven, and he's my boyfriend's best friend. He hauls his ice sled!"

Two

[hit_girl_mindy]

It was her turn to go around and grab things, and Mindy is on the move, snagging a few things from the hardware store, some clothing, and then moving on. What was important she put in the locker: bits of string and pieces of wire she could share with the girls later.

When she approached the bookstore, she was torn a moment, then figured it might be a good idea to pop in and see what she could salvage here. What she found instead was Anna, Elsa's sister, browsing through...what the hell?

"Are those about us?!"

[rediscover]

Anna jumps, not having expected anyone else to be in here, after Dave left. She looks up, and her eyes widen at the sight of Mindy standing in front of her.

"Mindy?" She sounds a tad incredulous. "I don't understand, I thought you were a Mentor--" There's a sinking feeling as she realizes what this must mean, that Mindy was involved in the same trouble as Dave, as so many others. Anna feels awkward, all of a sudden, and digs through her stack of book to find Mindy's. "Yeah, they are. Some of them are a bit...weird, though. Mine is hardly true at all." As in, it insinuates that she's sort of a harlot who goes from man to man without a thought.

[hit_girl_mindy]

Oh, Mindy had been imprisoned all right: if she hadn't yet seen it, Mindy already bore the mark on her cheek. She sighed, nodding her head.

"They change the rules whenever they want. Doesn't matter, I can hold my own. So. You had a chance to read mine. How's that one look?"

She reached over for the one on Anna and flipped through it. "Huh. That's a whole lot of bullshit. It's like they were going out of their way not to portray you anything like yourself."

Oh god, she could only imagine her own story then.

[rediscover]

Anna lets her eyes rove over Mindy a little more fully now, taking stock of her, and when she gets to the mark on her cheek, Anna grimaces, letting her gaze skip away. That isn't pretty, and it certainly won't be going away anytime soon.

"It was...interesting. You're a real hero, huh?"

tres

[trollroyalty]

He's mostly been following Anna around, trying to keep an eye out on their surroundings and making sure she's safe. It's been find so far, some close calls, but they've managed to be quick enough to avoid others and Kristoff is thankful for that. As much as he wants to protect Anna, and by extension Elsa, he doesn't exactly feel ok with killing someone. Better to avoid it, for as long as he can at least.

The store is a pleasant if slightly sad sight to find and as Anna whirls off to look over things Kristoff finds himself stalling over a familiar face, immortalised in cloth and stuffing. The little Sven plushy gets a soft, sad smile from him and he lets himself have a moment of weakness as he picks it up, looking it over. It's pretty spot on, despite the size, and like Anna is prone to Kristoff finds himself caught up in studying the toy.

[rediscover]

For a moment, Anna's too busy shaking one of the snowglobes up and watching the tiny snowflakes inside fall to notice that Kristoff isn't right behind her. But once the sets the trinket down and looks back, she sees that he's stalled a little ways back.

"Hey," she calls out lightly, coming toward him. "He's cute, isn't he? In stuffed-animal form. Way less slobbery." She nudges Kristoff in the ribs. "You must miss him an awful lot."

[trollroyalty]

He's still caught up in studying the plush toy, taking in all the finer details, details others would miss. That shorter patch of fur on his left side that they've replicated and Kristoff knows it's from Sven getting brambles stuck into his fur. The slight chip in one antler, from where he slid and slipped into a rock. It's his best friend in miniature and he can't deny the way his chest aches. Sven was, is, his best friend, and they've never really been apart.

But it's better that he's not here, really.

He starts a little when Anna calls out, cheeks flushing as he realises he's been caught out and there's little he can do about that. So he just shifts, calling back a soft. "Hey." He can't help the frown either at what Anna says, Kristoff used to defending his almost brother. "That just means he likes you. He's affectionate." Unlike Kristoff and he looks down at the toy, his sadness obvious even as he tries to brush it aside. "It'S... It's better that he's not here."

[rediscover]

Anna laughs, covering her mouth to stifle the sound. "I know. It's cute!" She can hardly blame him for being sad; the two of them grew up together. Being apart from Sven must be killing Kristoff. But he's right; this is definitely no place for a reindeer.

"I know." Gently, she slides her arms around Kristoff's middle, hugging him from the side and pressing her cheek against his shoulder. "Don't worry. You'll see him again, someday. This can't last forever."

one

[splendid_roman]

Ian couldn't afford to not be on his on his guard, with his hearing gone. When he came down to the food court, trying to be silent but unable to tell whether he was or not, he spotted the girl putting food into a bag. It was either enough to keep herself holed up for a long time or she had others with her. Either way, she probably wouldn't notice if Ian took a bit for himself.

He took to crawling, trying to remain hidden for as long as possible. When the girl was looking the other way he grabbed a handful out of her bag.

[rediscover]

Unfortunately, he wasn't quiet as silent as he thought he was. She could hear a vague shuffling somewhere behind it, but for the moment Anna's only recourse was to move away from the sound while she finished scooping food into her bag.

But when she felt something tugging at her shoulder, through the tote's strap? Well, she couldn't quite ignore it any longer, and she whirled to see a man on the ground, holding something he'd obviously pilfered from her.

"Excuse me! That's mine." Her face clouds over, and one hand moves for her pocket, where her knife is waiting. Just in case.

[splendid_roman]

Ian couldn't tell what she'd said, but he could guess from her expression. "I'm sorry," he said, a little too loud, "I'm hungry." He did his best to look pathetic, although he didn't look any worse than anyone else in the arena.

He contemplated running away, but he didn't know if she had someone on the look out and he wouldn't be able to tell if she shouted to them.

He went for backing away a couple of steps, while keeping his gaze on her face, to see what she was going to do next.

two /u\

[broadsidewaltz]

Another avid bookworm, Hubert finds himself stumbling upon a store dedicated to the things. He tells himself not to read, not to let his fingers run along the spines of each book and each section, but... it's too late, he's already stepping in. Of course he won't allow himself to drop his guard completely, but still, the titles and types are too intriguing.

He can't help but wander off to the comics section, and when he does? He notices one with a drawing of him on the cover, which prompts him to take it immediately- intending to flip through it in a safer, less open area. What exactly is this? First dolls, now books?

The sound of giggles startles him though, and he'll peer from around the bookshelf he was at to see a girl sitting there as she read. For a moment he nearly ducks back behind the shelf, about ready to find another nook to hide in... but it was probably best to see who he was supposedly 'up against'.

Not that this Arena involved much violence or fighting so far.

"Might I ask what you're reading?"

[rediscover]

She's been trying to keep quiet, but it's hard when some of the things she's reading are so downright ludicrous. Oh, she'll have plenty of material with which to tease her friends when they get back to the Capitol. But when an unfamiliar voice chimes in, she nearly jumps out of her skin. Anna drops the book. "Oh!"

She sizes up the newcomer warily. He doesn't look like a threat.

"Just, um. Reading about my sister, actually." She nudges at the book with her toe.

[broadsidewaltz]

This is a more expected reaction. He definitely notices that wary gaze, given it's one he gives too often- raising his hands slowly for a moment as if to show all he was holding was an issue-- with him printed on the cover. Oh. Excuse him while he coughs and turns it over so she doesn't see said cover.

"Apologies for disturbing you. I suppose-- you just seemed to be enjoying yourself." With a slight incredulous tone.

It was kind of silly to happen upon her, wasn't it? He won't come closer, just offering a nod.

Three

[gardienne]

She does it just to annoy Elsa. Just to get her own back. (And to totally not take an action figure Hans, which she stuffs down the neck of her dress, where it gets stuck, because the corset she's laced over her ice skating outfit prevents it slipping any further.

But she waits, huddled, cuddled beneath a giant Olaf teddy, until she sees Anna.

She knew she'd come.

Eponine shoots out a hand as Anna wanders past, and hisses, "Miss!" from her hiding place. Next hope is that Elsa hasn't told her what happened. But if she has... well, Eponine still has her skates and she is not afraid to use them.

[rediscover]

Anna jumps, too lost in reverie to notice anyone sneaking in behind her, and for a split second she's relieved to see that it's only Eponine. Only for a moment, before she remembers what Elsa told her--about her confrontation with Dave and Eponine, how Eponine had spit on her sister. Brandished an ice skate at her. And, well, that doesn't exactly sit well with Anna.

So she only straightens, and offers the other girl a tiny smile, eyes still wary.

"Hey...what are you doing here?"

[gardienne]

Oh.

How stupid. It hadn't occurred to Eponine that Elsa would have both found and told Anna by now, or that Anna would believe her.

"It's warm..." She trails off. She doesn't know what to say now. She bites the bullet.

"You know, don't you, Miss?"