The Justice Building

"we're in the 'justice' building. no offense, but duh. they're probably expecting us to try and run. my sister tried once..." Thomas stopped there. no need to go into Detail.

"what?" he sidled next to her. "you planning on getting beat over the head with a club too?"

"Ah... I see."
OOC- ow what?

Rebel sighed,and walked over to a single couch in the room. It was big enough to fit three people. "I guess I won't share until we meet our mentor."

OOC: Plans on how to survive and stuff xD

OOC- ok
Thomas went into the same room, and sat down with Rebel at her couch. he then stretched his arms. when he lowered them, he found his arms around Rebel. why he did that in the most cheesy way possible was beyond him, but he didn't want to let go.

"I agree... It would have been nice to have spent more time with you outside the Arena instead of inside..." He kissed her hair, nervous out of his mind.

Thomas actually managed a real luagh. "A safe spot? in the Arena?" Thomas got serious. "odds are, we'll end up dying together on the first day."

"That better not happen!" the mentor walked in.

Rebel sat up starighter, "Your right it won't" SHe was surprised their mentor had walked in already. They weren't expeting him until the train.

THe mentor smiled, "I've been sent to collect you. We've got a few days ahead of us the the train." He said, a it drunk, from the Capital's selection of achohol.

Thoms stifled a groan. Their Mentor was a Drunkard. lovely. nonetheless, he got up.

Rebel smiled, hopefully their mentor wasn't always drunk, "let's go, then." SHe replied.

The mentor grinned ,and he opened the door, and led them out, towards the Capital Train.

Thomas got up, and walked into the train.