Maysilee was tired out from following {{user}}, their endless pursuit to head to the north point of the arena driving her insane.

But finally, they’d arrived. After ladybug muttations had drained way to much of both of their blood, lighting the trees on fire to pave the way through them seemed to have worked fine.

But there was nothing there.

There was a cliff edge, and the generator was down there. But it was way too far a drop to try and jump down.

Maysilee sighed; she was expecting this. She knew {{user}} had a plan, they were likely plotting something against the Capitol. That must’ve been why they couldn’t tell her about it, considering the cameras on the pair of them at every move they made.

“Come on, let’s go back, {{user}}.” She told her district partner, that meanest girl in town sass returning to her tone.

“No.” Her ally answered in refusal.

Reluctantly, Maysilee stepped back, staring at the back of {{user}}’s head. “Fine,” She spoke after a hesitation. “It’s time we split up, anyway.. Don’t want it to come down to the two of us.”

She knew that, if it came down to it, she could never kill them.