Delilah hadn't said anything all day. She'd walked around with a cold, hard look in her eye and a stare that could stop Snow in his track. Avoiding her mentor- she didn't give a damn as of to his advice, she wanted to come out as an original- as well as avoiding her district partner and escort had been part of the final day routine. Obviously she couldn't avoid her stylist, who at Delilah request had done her hair in a purposely wedding style messy bun. Just something that would remind her of her luxurious Capitol and District One lifestyle. Would she miss her mentor, escort, stylist, or anyone else in the Capitol? Well, the stylist maybe because she had had an amazing taste in fashion. Would she miss her family and friends in One? Not her friends, they had only been her friends because of the prestige and respect you got as being Delilah's friend. Her parents, she wouldn't miss either. Unlike many of the Career parents, they hadn't abused her in any way. They had just been fading figures in the light, who had only loved her perfect sister. The routine of getting the tracker and being put in the tube seemed especially routine to Delilah even though she had never been in the Games before. Knowing she would be going lone wolf in the Arena, she started to make a mental plan. Run for the Cornucopia, grab extra supplies, not hesitate to kill, and run somewhere where there were no other people. Maybe everyone would forget she was even in the Arena, but no, it was impossible- based on her time with Isadora, her betrayal to Tara, argument with Ian and unsteady placement with Silver, Delilah knew she would never completely slip anybody's mind. When the timer hit zero, she was off in a flash, one of the first people to get to the Cornucopia. Spying Tara and Ian just a bit ahead of her, she watched them gather supplies then run. Stopping for only a few moments to pick up two guns and slide a backpack onto her back, Delilah already knew this Arena would be especially exciting- the GameMakers had put only a few supplies in the Cornucopia for a reason, right? Not wasting a second and barging straight into the Maze, she took a few sharp turns, trying to find a spot that was not a dead end but still relatively hard to find.
Delilah met Ica's eyes as he turned the corner. She had finally found the perfect spot to "camp out". A section with two exits, and a dead end to trap people in. A section in which you could exit and find twenty good hiding spots if you were running for your life. What was Ica going to do? Steal her territory? Thinking back to the sponsor points and training scores, Delilah remembered the Ica's had been pretty decent. Maybe they could be allies. He certainly had an attitude similar to hers, as she recalled from the training center. "Hello." She said, crossing her arms over her chest and cocking her head slightly.
Say she offered to be allies with Ica- would he agree? Probably not- they had talked only briefly in the training center and even in that small period of time Delilah knew he did not think very highly of her. But they would be a good team. Arching an eyebrow she smirked. "I want you as my ally. Come along, now, we ought to find a better spot. This one is too easy to stumble upon." Without another word Delilah started walking, not looking over her shoulder to see if Ica was coming after her. A feeling in her gut told her he would be.
Delilah wasn't used to being questioned- people just usually followed her command because of her influence at home, after all. The ones that didn't always went out of their way never to meet her jade gold eyes again. And so she stopped and turned, hands on her hips and anger in her eyes. "Well I have the best training score and most sponsor points of anyone in this Arena. Me? Think about it. I betrayed Tara, majorly annoying Ian, and then spilled some beans to Silver. I have three well trained tributes aiming to kill me. Am I scared? Hell no. I'm strong, that's why. You should be allies with me because you have no better options in this Arena. And do you really want to go lone wolf in here? I already hate you. Do you really want me to hate you more? Just a few poisoned words to any Career will make them aim for you." Delilah had much more to say but instead spun back around and continued walking.
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