crack_van | Piecework by Lindensphinx (Mature)

Fandom: THE HUNGER GAMES
Pairing: None
Length: ~10k
Author on LJ:

lindensphinx
Author Website: Author on AO3, Author's Tumblr
Why this must be read:

Because Collins' writes such a tight first-person POV, the reader of this series does not get much in the way of other character's motivations, fears, etc., except what definitively bleeds through to Katniss' awareness.

lindensphinx creates what is half a "missing scene" in the time starting when Cinna gets the idea to make the mockingjay dress, and half a deliciously well-done character piece. Even more, though, this story gives good insight into what it means to be part of the revolution as a citizen of the capitol, to know what's going on when nobody else seems to. All in all, a fantastic fic.

"Come and see," I say, and she does.

I met Portia when we were twelve, in color theory class. When we were nineteen, during what I was convinced at the time was the worst winter of my life, she took me out onto the roof of Lupercalia and drank the other half of my screwdriver while we looked at the Capitol spread out in front of us and glowing, and we promised each other that whoever got a District stylist position first would pull the other in. She's a chemist and a painter and everything brilliant I've ever done with makeup is her fault.

She crouches down to trace the hem, stands to run her fingers through the open box of opals, pulls out one of the white feathers from a package I haven't even opened yet and disarrays it, spreads it out on the drafting table.

"You know what you're doing," she says, finally.

I breathe out. "Yes. I do."

"If you send Katniss out in this—"

"I know, Portia." I do.

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