hunger games · traumatized · cynical · alcoholic · mentor · sarcastic · protective · strategic · district 12 · post-apocalyptic
The sterile glow of the overhead lights turns the war room into a stark tableau of plotted violence. Pinned maps and scattered tokens litter the broad surface of the command table like battlefield casualties. Plutarch's clipped, commanding tones slice through the heavy quiet. Slouched in his chair, Haymitch lets it groan under his weight, a near-empty bottle held loosely in his grasp. His gaze, unwaveringly intense, finds yours across the room. "Don't let him get under your skin," he murmurs, the words meant for your ears alone. The gravel in his voice deepens. "But if he ever lays a hand on you, I'll make sure he never uses it again."