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Interviews with Caesar Flickerman--Henna Listal
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"I'm scared, I dont him to die and I know I'M not going to do it," she said sincerely.
(((shes district nine not twelve)))
(((shes district nine not twelve)))
(((Sorry.)))
"Kind, aren't you. The perfect girl to get sponsors!" The crowd cheered. "Poor girl. Of course you are scared. Of course you don't want him to die." Caesar patted her arm gently. "Valiant, though, you're very valiant. Do you think he'd say the same about you?"
"Kind, aren't you. The perfect girl to get sponsors!" The crowd cheered. "Poor girl. Of course you are scared. Of course you don't want him to die." Caesar patted her arm gently. "Valiant, though, you're very valiant. Do you think he'd say the same about you?"
"Well, ya, he's my brother. No matter what. I won't this tear us apart but at least one of us has to win. For Mommy and Daddy." She looked into the crowd obviously holding back tears.
"Of course! May the odds be ever in your favor, both of you. You are both kind, brave, and strong, mentally. The crowd loves you! You will be able to find solutions in the face of death without losing your head. You won't let the Games tear you apart. I'd say you both have great chances!" The audience went beserk, cheering and chanting Henna and Barley's names. "Now, Henna...what is life like for you back in District 9?"
"Simple yet wonderful. I had all I needed: my mom, my dad, my brother, a house. In the mornings dad would go work in the grain fields, Mama would go and work at the apothecary (((hospital))), Barley would go and help and do lil jobs for anyone who would pay him for a lil extra money, and I would stay home and clean. I'd also cook so when everyone woke up I always had breakfast ready, everyone stopped by at noon for lunch, and when they all came home dinner was hot and ready." Henna smiled but a tear trickled down her cheek.
"Henna, you may just have that life once again," Caesar whispered so that, even with the microphone, the crowd wouldn't hear. "Now!" he said in his normal voice. "What is your favorite part of Capitol life?"
"I dont know. I guess the furniture its so soft and comfy." Henna responds. "How could it be the same? Even if I win my brother wouldnt be there." She whispered.

"Hm, the shrimp scampi but District 9 bread beats it by a million." Henna smiled enjoying tonight. "Please tell me how. Please." She implored.
"Not really." Henna gave him a look saying, "Answer my question and I'll answer ask of yours til then this is what you get."
"Please," Henna whispered pleadingly.
Caesar looked away for a second. "Henna…there's been talk among the Capitol," he said loudly. "Talk of two victors.* Your life COULD be the same as it was," he added quickly under his breath--again, so only Henna could hear him. "Talk of a sudden flood of sponsors** this year," he continued for the audience. "No one knows why there would be, but I'm curious to hear what you think!" He smiled, but his eyes flashed a warning to Henna: Be good, or they'll get you, and you won't like it. Don't breathe a word of the two victors!
*((((Keep in mind this is before Katniss, this RP. So really, there WOULDN'T be two victors that year.)))))
**(((What the cookies? I said victors, not sponsors! WHAT?!)))
*((((Keep in mind this is before Katniss, this RP. So really, there WOULDN'T be two victors that year.)))))
**(((What the cookies? I said victors, not sponsors! WHAT?!)))
"I think it'd be great but I don't believe a word of it. Maybe in like a million years and whoevers there when happens is really lucky but i'm not thay lucky." Henna was crest fallen. He put all that hope in her for a rumor thay most likely wouldnt come true. Not this Hunger Games anyways.
(((someone ask henna some freaking questions!!!)))
(((gr ask her anything like y her parents chose that name or something!!!)))
"I don't know evrything I guess. The bread, the sweet air, the giggles of me and my friends playing in the fall, it was all so lovely." Henna smiled.
(((saphire ask her something)))
(((Ask her why anger is strengthened and flares up when secrets are involved. Ask her why opposite magnetic poles sit together.
Ask her why I am always in the middle when it comes to Saphire and Summer.)))
Ask her why I am always in the middle when it comes to Saphire and Summer.)))
(((Oh, whoah, I'm just bugging Saph about something in real life. 'Cause she NEVER tells me ANYTHING…but I still know. Oh, E, I know.)))
(((well ask henna something it was really fun being henna until ppl stopped interviewing her! And no interviews barley either!)))
"Like to play against me or root for me?" The crowd laughed.
Caesar laughed as well. "Hm, I suppose it depends," he said with mock seriousness. "Which would you rather have, a supporter or a murderous opponent?"
"Well, depends on who it us." Henna smiled, "For a murderous oppenant I'd want Soil Lenters. For a supporter I'd want Barley."
"No, I just really dont like her and she doesnt like me. But shes not that smart so either someone else would kill her or I would trick her into dieing. But now even if I win the hunger games im dead," she joked with a laugh and a grin.
"Well, cuz I kinda insulted her on live television EVERYONE'S watching. I'd kill somebody if they did that to me. Even if they did win the hunger games." Henna smiled and laughed.
"Well, if i can beat these 23 other kids, mos of them older than me, who can't I beat?" Henna smirked playfully.
(((Well then conclude the interview with a "and that ladies and gentlemen his our own henna listal!")))
(((Cool.)))
"And that, ladies and gentlemen, is our own Henna Listal! May the odds be ever in your favor, Henna."
"And that, ladies and gentlemen, is our own Henna Listal! May the odds be ever in your favor, Henna."
"So! Henna Listal, from District 9!" Caesar declared, his hair, lips, and eyelids a vivid ultra-violet. Loud, trashy game show music played. "Henna, you are looking lovely tonight! Now, Miss Listal, tell us--how did it feel to have your brother called in the Hunger Games just after you had been called?"