"I think it is best not to think of it. Not even in those terms."
The more you think on it, the harder it is to keep doing it, to survive, to get out. You have to kill, and kill, and kill again, and never once look down at the blood on your hands and question why.
He reaches forwards, taking an axe with a longer handle, weighing it in his hand. The head is blunted, of course, there are no real weapons here, although all told, the thing is heavy enough to make a decent bludgeon. But kill one guard, there is a dozen more ready to kill you. If the Tributes could all work together and dispatch the rest, there's the whole Capitol to fight though.
He steps away, still getting used to the weight of the axe in his hand, and making sure he's far enough away from Horatio not to hurt him, swings it. It feels good, but probably better if he had something solid to aim at.
"The longer you think about it, the harder it gets. And there will be other concerns."
Like food, and water. They were not necessarily easy to find, or safe. James had never had to find food, or search out water simply to stay alive. They had adequate supplies in the District, and although he had an idea of the basics, he was in no doubt the reality would be different.
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Date: 2017-07-30 10:36 pm (UTC)"I think it is best not to think of it. Not even in those terms."
The more you think on it, the harder it is to keep doing it, to survive, to get out. You have to kill, and kill, and kill again, and never once look down at the blood on your hands and question why.
He reaches forwards, taking an axe with a longer handle, weighing it in his hand. The head is blunted, of course, there are no real weapons here, although all told, the thing is heavy enough to make a decent bludgeon. But kill one guard, there is a dozen more ready to kill you. If the Tributes could all work together and dispatch the rest, there's the whole Capitol to fight though.
He steps away, still getting used to the weight of the axe in his hand, and making sure he's far enough away from Horatio not to hurt him, swings it. It feels good, but probably better if he had something solid to aim at.
"The longer you think about it, the harder it gets. And there will be other concerns."
Like food, and water. They were not necessarily easy to find, or safe. James had never had to find food, or search out water simply to stay alive. They had adequate supplies in the District, and although he had an idea of the basics, he was in no doubt the reality would be different.