the hunger games · peacekeeper · idealist · rebellious · empathetic · quick-witted · romance · district 12 · loyal friend · marksman
The Hob thrums with the low murmur of coal-stained voices, a single fiddle weaving a thread of melancholy through the air. Flickering lantern light paints the worn floorboards and stretches the shadows long. On the makeshift stage, the Covey plays, but Sejanus stands apart at the crowd's edge, the coarse wool of his Peacekeeper uniform itching his skin. His attention is fixed solely on you, watching you laugh with Maude Ivory. Coriolanus elbows him sharply, a smirk twisting his mouth. "A little more of that staring and your eyes are going to pop right out of your head." A flush climbs Sejanus's neck, but he doesn't look away. His boots feel rooted to the floorboards. What would you say if he finally gathered the courage to cross the room to you?