#fun fact: monty helped link pick out the bag!

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"Parts of it." she elaborated, showing him the specifics. "I had it done after the tower exploded. wanted a little more protection, I'm not super fast at running away. but, okay... so my skirt guards, right here, those are bulletproof. and the purse I've always got hanging on my back, that is too. So all I'd need to do is spin and duck." it wasn't perfect protection, but it had her feeling a little safer, in the event of another tower explosion.

"That's..." hard, and there was no way around that. "and in twelve, too." everyone in panem knew people in twelve hardly had enough to get by, much less to rebuild. "I'm glad nothing happened to seven. seems more like the slate special than a new normal." if every district got bombed after winning, Link wasn't sure she could justify trying to bring victors home anymore. at least that wasn't a looming threat.

"Wait, you serious?" Everett asked, all focus lost at the thought of a bulletproof wheelchair. "Thing's bulletproof for real?" He peered at it. "Anyway you'd have to be facing the other way, you know, running away, in order for it to catch the bullet."

He smiled a little, made the same 'manly' pose that he'd been asked to make by the photographer -- a puffing out of the chest, broadening the shoulders, flexing ... well, everything. "You think? It's all editing." But he was strong; had stayed that way ever since the Quell. Terrified of being thrown back in. Not wanting to lose to a toothpick again.

"It's... I mean... It's not good," he said, unable to think of anything positive to say. "A lot of rubble, a lot of dead."