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[Looking annoyed and more than a little irritated, Claire’s pacing in her room with her communicator, the video focused on her face from a lower angle.] Usually when you’re drafted to fight a war, it’s at least in the right century.

Look. I need to get back home. I know that everyone's probably saying the same thing. But the entire world was about to change, and I'm needed there. You can't just take people against their will like this. I don't care about your war, I need to be fighting my own.

[A sigh. She lifts the camera for a clearer view of her face.] In the meantime, I guess I should say.. My name is Claire Bennet. And I guess while I'm here I could use a little training.

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[Claire's standing near a bench in the courtyard, fearlessly twirling her Kamas in her hands. It's a good thing she did all of that baton twirling in Cheerleading camp that one summer, otherwise it would have taken her a lot longer to figure it out. She still can't quite figure out what sort of technique she's supposed to use with these things. The sharp and pointy part she gets, but the fighting discipline is is way over her head.

Wearing new clothes and being much cleaner and well put-together than she was when she first arrived, the expression on her face suggests that she's either bored or deep in thought.

She wonders if there's a way to send a message back through time to Hiro, or to her dad, or Peter. Then she'd be able to get out of here, get back where she belongs. Though.. A part of her is a little relieved she doesn't have to see that heartbroken look on her dad's face right now. She's not really looking forward to having to explain her actions to everyone.

Maybe the temporary kidnapped state will be a good thing.]

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[She wins all the awards in it! A mantlepiece lined with trophies.]

Something like this. [... Exemplified by this very detailed description]

[That makes her take a second look at the girl she's talking to.

... Claire's a little startled when she sees something familiar in her that she feels inside of her self.]

Tell me about it.

[For a few long moments, Katniss considers. Maybe there's something about this girl, the same thing that drove her to say something in the first place, but she's still a stranger in the end. There are things she relives more than enough in her nightmares without having to recount them to someone else (especially someone she barely knows), even if she were good with words. And there's still a lifetime's worth of habit of being careful what she says where to contend with.

So, after a slight shake of her head, she settles with this. Her face hardens as an image of Coin rushes to the forefront of her mind, and her words carry venom with them.]

They'll always find a way to make you give them what they want. [Pause] I've always been a piece in their games.

[Even after deliberately aiming that arrow so it blew the force field and pierced the very heart of her enemy itself. Even after deciding to take her stand, to make it clear that the Capitol-originated idea of a "cease fire" wouldn't be an option. There are people pulling strings on both sides, people with their own agendas and their own ideas of who she should be and what she should do.]

[It's something Claire can understand. Some of the traumas she's been through, she wouldn't tell anyone, and very few she'd ever retell to her loved ones.

Being pulled in different directions and manipulated is another thing she can relate to. Being told who to be, what to do, how to think and live. Claire emancipated herself in a grand action before coming here.]

They're free to try. But some of us are more trouble than we're worth.

[She returns with a hard, stubborn look, a darkness lurking behind the light in her eyes.]

[It's a look that Katniss can mirror quite well. The look of someone who's seen things well beyond their years, someone who's more than tired of being a pawn. And what the other girl is saying might have some truth to it; things haven't always gone according to their plan. But:]

Depends on how easy it is to find a replacement.

[Tributes are disposable. Mockingjays aren't quite as much. That's why there's a different level to Coin's game, one she was only just starting to get a sense of before she arrived here.]

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