(no subject)

[effective]

Date & Time: A few days after Katniss gets lanced
Location: Her apartment
Characters: Katniss, anyone who wants to check on her /o/
Summary: Katniss has been staying indoors and avoiding pretty much everything.
Warnings: Mentions of stabbination?


[The situation in the forest had been unpleasant. To say the least. It has been a long time since Katniss had legitimately feared for her life, and she isn't sure what to do with the feelings that's left her with.

So she shuts down. It's not quite like the catatonia that had come over her after Prim's death, but it's something similar. She just doesn't know how to deal with her life any more, so she stops dealing with it entirely. She sits on the couch in the lounge, moves only to eat, drink, and use the bathroom, and for all intents and purposes acts like a robot.

It works for her. Sort of.]

Comments

[hungover]

[Probably try to carry him to the emergency room while he froths from the mouth on the floor.]

So I should -- what, drink in moderation?

[She doesn't understand what that's like, he's fairly certain. The unpleasant side effects without the pleasantry of being passed out for a precious few hours. There's -- no point.]

[effective]

Just do what you have to to make sure you're not unconscious or hallucinating. [She rubs her arm a little absently.]

Did they get it?

[hungover]

It's my understanding that the beast has been vanquished, yes.

[Or ... maybe it was a mutt, but he's not going to outright say that in front of her -- knowing how she might react. He does have some tact.]