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HER FRIEND  HAD  ONE  LOOK  at  her  and had  taken  della  for  the  night  ,  told  her  to  get  some  sleep  .  except  sleep  is evading  her  ,  which  had  led  her  to  wandering  around  aimlessly  while  maybe  overthinking  the  day  .  it’s  how  she  comes  across  jett  ,  and  she  almost  keeps  walking  ,  but pauses  ,  offering  a  quiet  greeting  ,  head  tilting  slightly when  he  takes  a  moment  to  react  before  he  speaks  .  “  wanna  talk  about  it  ?  ”  she  asks  .  “  or  ,  you  know  ,  can  drown  yourself  in  alcohol  with  me  . though  my  cocktail  skills  are  limited  to  whatever’s  in  this bottle  that  i  definitely  didn’t  steal  from  the  bar  when  no  one  was  looking  .  ”  

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exhaustion swept over every ounce of jett's being like a wave. consuming everything he was. after a long day of collecting weapons, moving them around the capitol, sneaking around to avoid detection only to be caught away and have a gun pointed to their head... it was all a bit much. it didn't help that his entire body hurt and his head was pounding continuously. flashes of memory played in his vision on a loop; the gun to his head, the sound of the shot, being hit in the head, being electrocuted. he felt every sensation as through it were happening all over again. a voice pulled him out of his thoughts with a flinch. "huh? sorry, what was that i must have been daydreaming again."

#╰ * FLORENCIA KAELIN : writings . ⧽ i eat boys like you for breakfast . #florencia x jett #florencia x jett 001

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*  MINA  DEWITT  (  gladiatefm​  )

there is so much happening around her . drinks flowing and nerves shredding ; a life growing within her , death knocking at her door tomorrow morning should she fail to hold on for long enough in the arena . what are the odds of her doing it again ? surviving until the end , until plutarch and the rest of them decide to free them from the hell of the games .

mina frowns at the bottle behind the bar , unsure why exactly the young victor would want to steal something she can easily own at the click of her fingers , but grateful for the distraction from the thoughts at war within her own skull . anxiety rattles her , but mina doesn’t let it show as she moves to rest her chin in her palm . “ you really want it that badly ? ” she asks , brow arching , an amused glint in her eye . “ ah . i didn’t know when i volunteered … still not sure what i would have done . ”

IT’S  MORE  THE  ENTERTAINMENT  ,  stealing  the  bottle  would  provide  her  than  needing  it  .  she  knows  she  could  buy  one  for  herself  ,  but  where’s  the  fun  in  that  ?  although  ,  she  hasn’t  gotten  very  far  in  that  idea  .

        she  shrugs  at  mina’s  question  ,  head  tilting  .  “  i’m  starting  to  get  bored  .  ”  she  grins  a  little  .  “  ah  ,  well  ,  either  way  ,  i  think  it’s  pretty  brave  of  you  and  everyone  else  to  go  back  in  just  because  you  love  someone  .  not  sure  i’d  be  willing  to  do  the  same  .  ”  maybe  she  would  would  della  ,  but  della  isn’t  at  that  age  yet  .

#╰ * FLORENCIA KAELIN : writings . ⧽ i eat boys like you for breakfast . #florencia x mina #florencia x mina 001

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GOING  BACK  INTO  THE  GAMES  is  not  something  florencia  would  wish  on  most  of  her  enemies  .  and  she  can’t  imagine  having  to  go  in  alongside  someone  she  loves  .  so  far  ,  florencia  is  pretty  sure  her  presence  is  unhelpful  for  most  —  considering  she’s  a  bit  a  lot  antagonistic  to  most  .  but  at  least  she  knows  no  one  will  be  stressed  trying  to  comfort  her  when  they’re  dealing  with  things  themselves  .  turning  a  corner  ,  her  lips  quirk  into  a  soft  smile  at  the  sight  of  artemis  ,  humming  slightly  at  the  question  .  “  i  thought  you  were  amazing  .  ”  she  replies  .  “  but  possibly  ...  maybe  an  eight  .  they’ll  tell  everyone  it  was  staged  or  something  .  vibes  with  just  another  thing  the  capitol  will  love  .  i  can  ask  around  ,  if  you’re  worried  ,  though  .  ” 

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the closer the games got the more and more artemis felt like she was going bat shit crazy. everybody around them seemed to be losing their shit and expecting her to somehow keep it all together. it was exhausting knowing they were potentially about to die and yet somehow having to be a rock for other people. they'd be pacing up and down in the district 2 lounge, thinking of strategies for the games when the door swung open. they spun round to see who it was and breathed a sigh of relief at the familiar face. florencia wasn't going into the games, chances were artemis wasn't going to have to be yet another person's rock today. "hey, flo. quick question. i'm assuming you watched the interviews, how much trouble do you think i'm in? scale of one to ten."

#╰ * FLORENCIA KAELIN : writings . ⧽ i eat boys like you for breakfast . #florencia x artemis #florencia x artemis 001

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*  MINA  DEWITT  (  gladiatefm​  )

mina is still dressed in her finery , the prized lamb to the slaughter with blanche’s hand in her own , glistening like a christmas ornament upon her sister’s dried out branches . she sparkles , because this has been the image that sold her to this wretched city , even as she grows older mina is dressed as something pretty , something shiny . she’s a beacon to those that want her , and the eyes begin to roam , over her .

“ go find your friends , ” mina says quietly to her sister , eyes following the little silver head as it disappears towards some of the other tributes she had befriended , little social butterfly . mina doesn’t want this for her , doesn’t want to open blanche up to the truth of the life she leads when she comes to the capitol .

she orders something without alcohol in it , and is handed a pretty , sparkling drink . pink and bubbly as everything mina interacts with must be . she notices a nearby glance and she’ll take it , any excuse to hide from the old businessman she spots coming closer . “ yes it was true . that’s what you’re wondering , isn’t it ? old dewitt is knocked up and going to her death . ”

PALE  EYES  GLANCE  AROUND  before  her  attention  is  taken  again  by  her  friend  handing  her  a  drink  and  murmuring  an  offer  to  take  della  —  she  declines  ,  even  if  he’s  one  of  the  few  she  trusts  .  the  brunette’s  attention  is  drawn  away  again  ,  still  glancing  around  before  she  looks  up  at  the  bar  ,  head  tilting  as  she  eyes  a  particularly  pretty  bottle  behind  the  bartender  .

        florencia  takes  a  sip  of  her  drink  ,  making  a  face  when  she  realises  what  she’d  been  handed  ,  and  handing  it  back  and  glaring  at  the  teasing  expression  he  has  on  ,  but  he  does  replace  her  drink  with  the  one  meant  for  her  .  she  glances  over  when  mina  is  ushering  her  sister  away  ,  though  she  doesn’t  pay  much  attention  to  her  either  ,  too  lost  in  her  own  head  for  the  moment  as  she  pieces  together  plans  on  how  she  might  go  about  obtaining  said  bottle  . 

        she  glances  at  mina  again  when  she  speaks  ,  frown  deepening  .  “  actually  ,  i  was  contemplating  whether  or  not  i’d  be  able  to  steal  the  pretty  bottle  from  the  bartender  without  getting  caught  .  ”  she  shrugs  .  “  but  by  all  means  ,  vent  if  you  want  .  ”  she  offers  .  “  for  what  it’s  worth  i  think  it’s  sweet  ,  going  in  despite  that  ,  for  your  sister  .  ”  certainly  not  what  florencia  would  be  doing  had  it  been  her  own  sister  .  but  they  clearly  have  different  relationships  with  their  siblings  .

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mina is still dressed in her finery , the prized lamb to the slaughter with blanche's hand in her own , glistening like a christmas ornament upon her sister's dried out branches . she sparkles , because this has been the image that sold her to this wretched city , even as she grows older mina is dressed as something pretty , something shiny . she's a beacon to those that want her , and the eyes begin to roam , over her .

" go find your friends , " mina says quietly to her sister , eyes following the little silver head as it disappears towards some of the other tributes she had befriended , little social butterfly . mina doesn't want this for her , doesn't want to open blanche up to the truth of the life she leads when she comes to the capitol .

she orders something without alcohol in it , and is handed a pretty , sparkling drink . pink and bubbly as everything mina interacts with must be . she notices a nearby glance and she'll take it , any excuse to hide from the old businessman she spots coming closer . " yes it was true . that's what you're wondering , isn't it ? old dewitt is knocked up and going to her death . "

#╰ * FLORENCIA KAELIN : writings . ⧽ i eat boys like you for breakfast . #florencia x mina #florencia x mina 001

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*  KATNISS  EVERDEEN  (  gladiatefm​  )

𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐒 𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐖𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 . memories return unbidden to katniss everdeen –– the last time she was in this mansion she was sixteen years old and celebrated for murdering , for remaining alive when so many had died , some at her own hands . an arrow let loose into marvel’s chest to avenge rue , tracker jackers devouring glimmer for the bow , the mercy killing which saw cato escape a nightmare –– and they visit her every night , except for the nights that peeta lets her into his arms and an underserved peace settles upon her for one blessed night . 

coffee has become her new friend , though she once hated the bitter taste of the stuff , katniss is now addicted , unable to face a morning without it . she barely sleeps through the night anymore after all . 

across the ballroom , katniss’ eyes follow orion . her gaze hasn’t left him for a second , as though snow will unhinge his snake jaw and eat him whole . at this point , she wouldn’t put it past him , and she forces her fingers to stop shaking around the stem of her ignored champagne glass . snow’s presence has the desired effect on her , still smothers her , watches over her marriage and her child , lays claim to it all . 

staring into space , it takes a moment for katniss to realise that there’s someone in front of her , greeting her maybe ? “ i’m sorry ? ” she blinks , yanks her gaze from orion to them , still somewhat distracted by the tyrant stalking her son , but the girl on fire must play her part , dancing on her tip toes just to stay alive . “ did you say something ? ”

SHE  HATES  THIS  PLACE  .  no  .  hate  is  an  understatement  .  a  place  to  celebrate  her  victory  over  other  children  ?  no  .  even  florencia  mourned  those  she  murdered  .  she  can  pretend  she  doesn’t  have  the  nightmares  ,  can  pretend  she  didn’t  care  that  she’d  killed   the  majority  of  the  tributes  in  her  games  herself  ,  can  pretend  she  didn’t  volunteer  just  to  spite  a  sister  she  hates  .  pretend  she  doesn’t  remember  it  so  well  .

        she  thinks  coffee  must  be  a  friend  to  all  of  them  .  flora  isn’t  sure  she  can  imagine  any  of  the  victors  truly  sleeping  well  .  she  is  who  tessa  crawls  into  bed  with  when  she  has  her  nightmares  ,  and  those  nights  ,  flora  holds  her  and  avoids  sleep  herself  ,  too  scared  to  actually  sleep  and  risk  her  nightmares  waking  her  child  .  

        a  child  she  hates  having  left  home  ,  even  with  the  nannies  being  people  she’s  known  for  years  ,  people  she  knows  love  tessa  .  hired  by  the  one  person  she’d  been  with  who  she  picked  .  her  attention  is  shaken  away  from  her  thoughts  when  she  notices  katniss  ,  picks  up  on  the  shaking  ,  on  the  other  victor’s  eyes  following  her  son  .  

        “  this  place  is  disgusting  .  ”  florencia’s  voice  is  low  enough  that  even  if  she’d  been  paying  attention  ,  it  wouldn’t  be  surprising  if  katniss  hadn’t  heard  .  “  smile  ,  like  we’re  actually  friends  ,  and  take  a  deep  breath  .  ”  florencia  says  ,  plastering  on  a  pleasant  smile  of  her  own  as  she  steps  up  beside  the  older  woman  .  “  i  think  i  like  champagne  less  and  less  ,  the  more  of  these  stupid  parties  i  get  dragged  to  .  ”  

#╰ * FLORENCIA KAELIN : writings . ⧽ i eat boys like you for breakfast . #florencia x katniss #florencia x katniss 001

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*  WREN  NIGHTWOOD  (  gladiatefm​  )

𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐒 𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 . the parties , the hushed giggles collected in the corner of the room . it has been wired into her mind from such a young age that , even now , wren finds it difficult to resist the champagne sparkling like diamonds upon the trays of the avoxes serving delicacy upon delicacy to the ever waiting masses . 

a sigh , the escort turned rebel scratches absently at her ear , hunting for the moment to slip away and fulfill her mission . maybe at that point she will allow herself a moment of indulgence . “ he sure knows how to throw a party . ” she comments , eyes narrowing on snow who sits above the crowd dancing for his pleasure . “ this games feels so much different , doesn’t it ? ”

THESE  THINGS  ARE  JUST  a  part  of  her  life  now  .  extravagant  events  and  dinners  ,  though  the  majority  have  shifted  from  being  those  thrown  by  snow  to  those  thrown  by  the  ...  connections  she’s  made  in  the  past  few  years  .  whether  wanted  or  not  .  florencia  has  grown  used  to  it  ,  sort  of  .  she  claims  a  flute  of  champagne  ,  eyes  scanning  the  crowd  in  front  of  her  before  she  slips  through  it  ,  searching  for  the  familiar  face  she  knows  she  can  use  as  a  viable  excuse  for  her  absence  when  she  slips  away  .

      she  plucks  a  flute  of  champagne  from  a  tray  ,  stopping  beside  wren  .  “  indeed  he  does  .  ”  the  victor  hums  ,  glancing  at  snow  for  a  moment  before  she  directs  her  gaze  away  again  .  “  of  course  it  is  different  .  ”  

#╰ * FLORENCIA KAELIN : writings . ⧽ i eat boys like you for breakfast . #florencia x wren #florencia x wren 001

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*  ARTEMIS  REDFIELD  (  clandestinc​  )

artemis had not left district thirteen in four years. if it weren’t for this task given to her by plutarch, she would have remained underground until she was called to bear arms. the intel mission was still equally as exhilarating as any other job that she could’ve been assigned. dressed in a smoky green dress with a slit that reached the edge of her ribcage, she tried to remain as inconspicuous as she could while feeling the drop of glue keeping the device stuck behind her ear begin to irritate the skin. picking up a flute of champagne and disappearing into the crowds was all that she felt she could do before infiltrating the mansion — which gave pause for a moment’s relief, really, until she felt the presence of another beside her. “… lovely night,” she spoke, keeping her gaze diverted toward the waltz taking place ahead. “heavensbee has outdone himself yet again.”

SHE  SLIPS  BACK  INTO  THE  PARTY  ,  her  latest  partner  trailing  behind  her  ,  still  holding  onto  her  hand  until  they  both  slip  back  into  the  crowd  to  socialise  with  those  they  have  to  see  .  she  knows  she’ll  find  her  way  back  to  him  by  the  end  of  the  night  ,  promises  having  already  been  made  ,  but  she  still  makes  her  way  through  the  pleasantries  with  the  other  people  she  knows  ,  with  the  people  she  has  to  speak  to  ,  the  few  she  wants  to  talk  to  .  the  bug  will  be  removed  from  behind  her  ear  soon  enough  .  it  is  easy  enough  when  her  reputation  at  these  events  involves  sneaking  around  with  her  ‘  friends  ’  clients  from  the  capitol  .  they  are  too  easily  distracted  ,  not  noticing  when  she  is  playing  games  with  them  .  she  slips  through  the  crowd  ,  smiling  brightly  at  the  people  around  her  and  acting  every  bit  the  darling  victor  she  is  supposed  to  be  .  a  flute  of  champagne  is  lifted  from  a  tray  ,  and  she  stops  her  meandering  ,  fingers  lifting  the  flute  to  her  lips  .  “  so  lovely  ...  ”  she  nods  her  agreement  .  “  that’s  one  way  to  describe  it  .  ”  she  muses  ,  dark  eyes  scanning  the  dancers  as  she  speaks  .

#╰ * FLORENCIA KAELIN : writings . ⧽ i eat boys like you for breakfast . #florencia x artemis #florencia x artemis 001 #event ~ the tribute ball

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#mj.event #wanted to make a graphic but i also wanted to get the dress posted so maybe will put together a graphic tomorrow #also just like ... maybe w the skirt comes apart in each wing looking pieces though bc i feel like flora having a sorta high slit in the #skirt is on brand w her #but legs are hidden most the time ? #idk #event ~ the tribute ball #╰ * FLORENCIA KAELIN : analysis . ⧽ i eat boys like you for breakfast .

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*  ONYX  AMBRE  (  one-eyed-wolf-66​  )

The parade had just been hastily concluded, now wandering down to the Tower bar, Onyx spotted a familiar face. “Wow! Some Parade, am I right?” 

SHE  LOOKS  UP  WHEN  she  hears  a  familiar  voice  ,  offering  a  smile  to  onyx  ,  “  some  parade  indeed  .  ”  flora  nods  .  “  it  certainly  got  everyone’s  attention  .  ”  

#event ~ the tribute parade #╰ * FLORENCIA KAELIN : writings . ⧽ i eat boys like you for breakfast . #florencia x onyx #florencia x onyx 001

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*  OBSYDIAN  IVAULTE  (  glideren​  )

it’s only with their daughter tucked safely away with her mother that obsydyian returns to the stables ; using their size to their advantage to scour the area for anyone who was left behind in the commotion. ❛ anyone here ? ❜ they call , voice booming against the walls as they head further in .

SO  MAYBE  SHE’S  HIDING  with  one  of  the  horses  ,  fingers  petting  its  face  as  she  mumbles  nonsense  to  it  .  but  flora  is  fairly  certain  her  presence  isn’t  helping  or  hurting  anyone  ,  anyways  .  but  she  does  peek  around  the  horse  when  she  hears  someone  calling  out  .

        “  hey  .  ”  

#╰ * FLORENCIA KAELIN : writings . ⧽ i eat boys like you for breakfast . #florencia x obsydian #florencia x obsydian 001

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*  ALEXANDER  GRAY  (  riiseandfall​  )​​

“You know, between the family members thing, the volunteering thing, and now this?” They gesture to the screens, where the uprising’s message had flickered across mere minutes before. “I think I’m about, uh, plot twisted out for this year’s Games.”

At least the message showed that the rebels weren’t going to give up. Or, at least, that is what Alex hoped.

“What do you think the odds are that Snow just makes an announcement and cancels the Games this year in light of a budding rebellion? Think they’d be ‘in our favor’?”

MISMATCHED  EYES  GLANCE  UP  at  the  screens  for  a  moment  when  alex  gestures  ,  nodding  .  a  rare  moment  she  can  say  she  agrees  with  someone  on  something  .  granted  ,  this  year’s  games  haven’t  even  begun  and  they’ve  already  been  exhausting  .  “  and  here  i  thought  we’d  never  agree  with  each  other  on  anything  .  ”  

        but  she  hopes  the  message  means  the  rebels  won’t  give  up  .  maybe  find  a  way  to  stop  the  games  .  

        “  it’s  snow  .  so  it’s  unlikely  .  ”  wishful  thinking  .  even  a  few  of  her  capitol  clients  are  angry  about  the  games  already  ,  but  she  knows  only  a  few  are  truly  wanting  them  cancelled  .

#╰ * FLORENCIA KAELIN : writings . ⧽ i eat boys like you for breakfast . #florencia x alex #florencia x alex 002 #event ~ the tribute parade

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*  ARIADNE  DEVI  (  forsurviving​  )

“I apologise, I certainly did not mean for my words to upset you.” Ariadne kept a gentle, apologetic smile on her face as she spoke. There were few that really knew her, especially her true allegiance so the fact that the other woman believed her was actually a good sign.

FLORA  SHAKES  HER  HEAD  ,  shrugging  .  “  sorry  .  i  ...  i’m  on  edge  .  and  not  good  at  the  whole  ...  social  interaction  thing  .  i  shouldn’t  take  it  out  on  you  .  ”  she  shrugs  .  “  not  like  you’re  the  one  forcing  everyone  to  go  through  it  .  ”  

#╰ * FLORENCIA KAELIN : writings . ⧽ i eat boys like you for breakfast . #florencia x ariadne #florencia x ariadne 001

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*  MIKEY  UNDERHORN  (  gladiatefm​  )

𝚆𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 .        training center    .                 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝙽 .          day two .

“ this is bullshit , right ? like we are aware that this is bullshit ? ” she snaps , her eyes roaming out over the hoards of sponsors waiting to get a look at their favourites . how they had cried in the audience , wept over the prospect of so many victors going back into the arena , so brave to throw themselves into danger for their families . bullshit . “ i mean really , i thought we were supposed to live our lives in peace . ” seething , mikey kicks at a nearby bin , temper , as usual getting the better of her . she doesn’t even have anyone in the games , no family to speak of . snow had seen to that , ever since her mouth has been too loose . as loose as her morals . 

THAT  HAD  BEEN  THE  DEAL  ,  hadn’t  it  ?  they  won  their  games  ,  they  get  to  live  in  peace  ?  she  nods  ,  “  complete  and  utter  bullshit  .  ”  florencia  looks  over  the  sponsors  ,  picking  out  the  ones  she  recognises  from  the  crowd  .  “  we  were  ...  but  isn’t  it  on  brand  ,  that  they’ve  retracted  that  promise  ?  ”  she  replies  ,  shrugging  .  as  relieved  as  she  is  that  what’s  left  of  her  own  family  is  in  the  wrong  ages  for  the  games  ,  she  doesn’t  like  watching  this  happen  to  the  other  victors  ...  and  she  hates  that  this  means  that  it  could  still  happen  in  the  future  when  tessa  is  old  enough  .

#╰ * FLORENCIA KAELIN : writings . ⧽ i eat boys like you for breakfast . #florencia x mikey #florencia x mikey 001

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*  ALEXANDER  GRAY  (  riiseandfall​  )

And cue the pointed glare thrown her way. “Yeah, well, don’t have much reason to use this back home. Unlike some other Districts, we tend to not glorify the Games.” Alex didn’t particularly know Florencia all that well, but upon meeting her the first time, they had very quickly decided they didn’t really care to.

Judgmental of him? Maybe. But it clearly didn’t bother him enough to make him to change his opinion.

“I tried that. Ran out of things to do, got bored–” They notched another arrow, drawing it back. “–here I am.” As soon as it hits the target, he gives an annoyed huff. Lots of training to go through before they went back in. Her comment does get a quiet laugh out of them as they step to the side, gesturing for her to step forward. “What are you talking about? I’m ecstatic. I always love spending time with you Careers. Given that you aren’t going back in, kind of surprised to see you here though.”

FLORENCIA  TOSSES  AN  INNOCENT  SMILE  onto  her  face  when  they  glare  at  her  ,  shrugging  .  “  true  ,  true  .  i  suppose  it’s  more  habit  than  anything  else  for  me  .  ”  she  hums  .  finding  a  talent  ,  after  her  games  ,  that  wasn’t  violent  ?  that  had  been  difficult  .  she’d  learned  to  paint  ,  had  started  selling  art  ,  but  her  endeavours  with  the  capitol  citizens  always  seemed  to  get  her  more  than  her  art  .  

        she  doesn’t  know  alex  well  ,  doesn’t  know  most  people  very  well  .  she’d  never  been  good  at  making  friends  .  even  before  the  trauma  of  her  games  .  though  ,  she’d  never  put  in  much  effort  .  so  the  few  she  does  have  ?  she  isn’t  really  sure  how  that  happened  ...

        she  shrugs  ,  “  can’t  really  expect  solitude  ,  then  ,  ”  she  replies  .  she  twirls  one  of  her  knives  for  a  moment  ,  before  stepping  into  the  space  they  gestured  to  and  shifting  into  position  ,  immediately  throwing  the  knife  ,  watching  it  fly  into  the  centre  of  the  target  .  “  i  mean  ,  i  am  pretty  great  .  ”  she  snorts  ,  continuing  through  the  movements  of  throwing  the  knives  .  “  what  can  i  say  ?  i  like  knives  .  ”  she  shrugs  ,  stepping  forwards  to  retrieve  the  blades  .  she  turns  back  to  look  at  alex  ,  voice  quieting  .  “  this  is  calming  to  me  .  as  fucked  up  as  that  is  .  ”  the  familiarity  of  something  she’d  been  doing  since  she  was  a  child  .  “  i  may  not  be  going  back  in  ,  but  i’m  still  pissed  off  about  it  all  .  and  who  knows  .  maybe  my  presence  will  actually  help  someone  .  ”  

#╰ * FLORENCIA KAELIN : writings . ⧽ i eat boys like you for breakfast . #florencia x alex #florencia x alex 001

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*  ARES  (  riiseandfall​  )​

It was quiet. For the moment. Most of the excitement from the announcement had died down–for Capitol citizens. But one only had to look at the faces of those around the Tribute Center to know that it still weighed heavily on their minds. They were angry, scared…not that Ares particularly blamed them.

Tempers were short, which is why he was none too surprised when he heard yelling. And far less surprised when he saw who had set someone off.

With a heavy sigh, Ares moved to shove the other person away from Florencia, stern glare fixed on them. “Back off.” When they started to explain, he simply rolled his eyes. “Don’t care. Don’t make me say it again. Unless you’d rather I get some other Peacekeepers to resolve this.”

It is only when they storm off, grumbling under their breath that he turns to Florencia, arms folded across his chest. “You know, I never thought that keeping you out of trouble would be a full-time job. Let me guess…you said something they didn’t like?”

SHE  KNOWS  EVERYONE  IS  ON  EDGE  .  it  makes  it  that  much  easier  to  provoke  ,  although  ,  this  isn’t  actually  her  intention  .  she  was  minding  her  own  business  .  she  was  wrapping  up  her  own  mini  training  session  ,  having  been  too  restless  to  sit  around  .  she’s  been  keeping  to  herself  though  .  not  interested  in  pissing  people  off  but  not  interested  in  policing  herself  .  a  mistake  ,  apparently  ,  when  someone  approaches  her  as  she’s  walking  through  one  of  the  corridors  .  

        she  glares  when  her  shoulder  collides  with  another  .  it  isn’t  entirely  clear  who  bumped  who  ,  but  she  crosses  her  arms  ,  eyes  rolling  as  they  scold  her  .  “  how  about  a  do  over  in  your  grown  up  voice  ?  ”  flora  takes  on  a  tone  usually  reserved  for  her  daughter  ,  albeit  much  more  sarcastic  .  “  forgive  me  for  ever  giving  you  the  impression  that  you  are  allowed  to  speak  to  me  this  way  .  if  i  wanted  to  listen  to  a  child  ,  i  would  have  brought  my  daughter  .  ”  the  words  are  out  of  her  mouth  before  she  considers  them  ,  but  she’s  not  sorry  .  

        it  just  results  in  yelling  ,  and  she  looks  up  at  them  petulantly  .  but  she  is  saved  from  continuing  to  be  subjected  to  their  voice  when  ares  steps  between  them  and  shoves  the  other  away  from  her  ,  and  they  finally  listen  and  storm  off  .  

        she  looks  up  at  ares  ,  shrugging  .  “  i  mean  ,  you  could  let  them  attack  me  instead  ,  if  you’d  rather  .  ”  she  says  ,  tone  nonchalant  .  “  they  were  acting  like  a  child  .  that’s  not  my  fault  .  ”  she  shrugs  .  “  i  expect  tantrums  from  my  toddler  ,  not  from  grown  adults  .  ”  

#╰ * FLORENCIA KAELIN : writings . ⧽ i eat boys like you for breakfast . #florencia x ares #florencia x ares 001

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*  IO  (  riiseandfall​  )

With everything that was going on, Io was trying her best to be…some form of comfort for those around her. It was what she did–what she had always done. That was how she stayed sane. As long as she was still able to help…it was fine.

Florencia was tough. Io knew that. Which is exactly why she was making a point to check up on her. 

Setting down a cup of coffee, her tablet was turned in Flora’s direction. “I come bearing gifts.” She offers a small shrug, pulling a face as they typed again. “I think I remember how you like it. Hopefully.”  Moving to sit down, her head tilts to the side, watching Florencia carefully. “How are you doing? And be honest.”

SHE  LEANS  BACK  IN  HER  SEAT  ,  looking  up  at  io  when  she  sets  the  coffee  down  in  front  of  her  “  thank  you  .  ”  florencia  reaches  for  the  cup  ,  taking  a  sip  and  closing  her  eyes  for  a  moment  .  “  it’s  perfect  .  ”  she  nods  

        flora  knows  it’s  because  her  friend  is  aware  she  won’t  go  looking  for  anyone  to  vent  to  .  but  it’s  nice  of  io  to  check  up  on  her  .  

        she  shrugs  ,  head  tilting  at  her  question  .  how  is  she  doing  ?  she’s  angry  .  she  thinks  .  it’s  making  her  agitated  ,  restless  .  but  still  relieved  that  her  own  daughter  is  too  young  .  “  fuming  .  i  know  i’m  lucky  .  no  one  in  my  family  is  eligible  .  but  i’m  still  pissed  .  it’s  one  thing  when  it’s  strangers  .  it’s  another  when  it’s  the  kids  of  people  i  actually  know  .  ”  not  that  it  being  strangers  makes  it  much  better  .  “  my  head’s  still  a  bit  in  pieces  .  ”  if  it  was  anyone  else  ,  she  would  have  lied  .  claimed  her  anger  but  left  it  at  that  .  but  it’s  io  .  

#╰ * FLORENCIA KAELIN : writings . ⧽ i eat boys like you for breakfast . #florencia x io #florencia x io 001

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*  HYACINTH  ACKERMAN  (  hell-hath-no​  )

“Many Victors get nannies” She shrugged “but I can understand wanting your kid close.” Hyacinth didn’t have any kids of her own at the moment but she knew if she did, she wouldn’t trust most people with her kid. “Especially after this week’s events.” Her mind drifted back to Crispin. “These Games are going to destroy so many more families than usual.”

“  I  AM  NOT  LEAVING  HER  with  some  stranger  .  ”  clients  she  had  grown  closer  to  and  the  few  friends  she’d  managed  to  accumulate  ?  sure  .  but  she  isn’t  even  sure  how  long  she’d  leave  tessa  with  them  .  “  i  suppose  it  is  .  ”  she  knows  her  own  family’s  downfall  was  less  to  do  with  the  games  and  more  to  do  with  her  parents  being  shitty  people  was  an  outlier  .  she  knows  that  in  many  cases  ,  even  the  victors’  families  do  not  come  out  unscathed  .  

#╰ * FLORENCIA KAELIN : writings . ⧽ i eat boys like you for breakfast . #florencia x hyacinth #florencia x hyacinth 001 #omg don't even worry about it your reply is totally fine and your health 100% comes first <333 #i hope you feel better soon ! <3