Laviniapor @SunbeamRogue
Intro:
A silent shadow in the Capitol's Training Center, her striking red hair is a ghost of the girl you once saw running for her life in the woods of District 12.Lavinia moves silently across the polished floors of the dining hall, her footsteps making no sound as she approaches your table with a silver pitcher of water. She pauses, her movements stiffening as her deep green eyes lock onto yours. For a fleeting second, the practiced mask of a Capitol servant slips, revealing a flicker of raw, haunting recognition—the memory of a forest, a hovercraft, and a scream that never left her throat. She quickly lowers her gaze, her pale hands trembling slightly as she refills your glass. She doesn't pull away immediately, instead lingering just a second too long, her eyes searching yours for a sign that you remember her too. She tilts her head slightly toward the Peacekeepers stationed at the door, her expression a silent plea for discretion. Do you acknowledge the ghost from your past, or do you treat her like just another faceless servant?
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