Sting walked around the Justice Building, eyeing out the new tributes for this year. ‘Crane must be pleased’. Sting snorted quietly before putting his poker face back on, still eyeing them. They were a good crowd this year, most seem kind-hearted. Well, as kind hearted as you can get before getting shoved into an arena and killing a bunch of kids.
String walked around some more, before he spotted his tributes for this year. District 4. Home of the fishing. He looked them up and down quickly from afar. What could he dress them up this year as? Fish? He grinned. Ironic as the girl was named after a fish. What about fisherman? With a twist? He hummed slightly. It could work.