Kurr, District 11 Mentor
Kurr sighed inwardly as he watched the Districts slowly being pulled out of the Remake Center and into the Capitol streets. The thought had just settled in his mind that Reed and Edur had already begun the Games, in a way. Sponsors were beginning to place bets as they watched the twenty-four kids parade through the roads until they arrived at the Training Center. So that meant that the tributes' chances of survival were either strengthening or weakening. Kurr remembered being told that getting a sponsor was one of the most vital things you need in the Hunger Games.
Fear gripped him as little Reed turned in her chariot to wave to him, before being engulfed in the lights and sounds of the Capitol. She was so young, too innocent. A burning desire to try even harder to keep these two kids alive for as long as he possibly could filled him. He promised himself to not give up. He had to help tough Edur and sweet Reed live throughout the Games. Kurr had a feeling, however, that his kids this year were strong. They were smart, they were quick, and they had a shot at being the victor.
Then the doors shut, blocking off the outside city, leaving Kurr and his fellow mentors and designers inside the Center. He relaxed his shoulders, still staring the giant gate. A soft hand touched his arm, followed by a female's voice. He turned and saw the District One mentor standing beside him.
"I'm worried about mine, too," she said, looking up at him.
Kurr realized she was talking about her tributes. "I can tell you have a good group this year," he responded.
She sighed and dropped her gaze to the floor. "I hate being here. It feels like I'm reliving the Games." She paused. "In a way, I guess I am."
"I know what you mean. And being a mentor and watching your tributes die is like watching your own children..." He trailed off and offered his hand for a shake. "I'm Kurr, District 11."
The other mentor studied him, before smiling sweetly. "I'm Fern. We can take the shuttle together to the Training Center, if you'd like," she offered.
Kurr smirked handsomely and flexed his large arm muscles. "After you," he replied politely.
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