Her scrambling is stopped when Two's hands are grasping her and that knee comes down on her back. The weight on her spine brings pain, but more than that is the fear. She can't move. She tries to pull, tries to reach back, flailing to knock the other girl off, but she can't. Her swatting is ineffectual for anything but making her look all the more pathetic.
"Please! Don't! We don't have to do this!" She pleads, a lie spilling out that she wishes so bad could be true. No Tribute would listen to that. Especially not one from District two.
Aemila confirms this, and as she's told there's no escape, Maglev finds herself going all the more still. But it's not resignation. She trembles with the fear of what's to come.
Some of the weigh on her lifts as Aemila trades her knee for a hand, reaching around. What Aemila says next chills her to the core. So much for going still; the terror has her trying to scramble again. "No, no!" She cries. The hare's foot presses against her collar.
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"Please! Don't! We don't have to do this!" She pleads, a lie spilling out that she wishes so bad could be true. No Tribute would listen to that. Especially not one from District two.
Aemila confirms this, and as she's told there's no escape, Maglev finds herself going all the more still. But it's not resignation. She trembles with the fear of what's to come.
Some of the weigh on her lifts as Aemila trades her knee for a hand, reaching around. What Aemila says next chills her to the core. So much for going still; the terror has her trying to scramble again. "No, no!" She cries. The hare's foot presses against her collar.