#interfectorxm

Opinion on;

Character in general: Clove is fantastic. I kinda really like badass characters like her who can take the lead in a group and especially badass female characters like that. Also she's lethal with knives. Who doesn't like a character like that?!How they play them: They play Clove really fantastically and are really true to character and I really like their writing? Like if the real Clove had a blog I'm pretty sure it would be her blog. Pretty sure. The Mun: Don't know them well, 'cause we haven't RPed (yet) but they seem like a really great person and I want to talk to them more because they're pretty great. But I'm bad at talking to people??????????? eh we'll see how things go you know

Do I:

RP with them: Not yet :'( Want to RP with them: YES. DEFINITELY YES. LET'S DO THIS

What is my;

   There was something about   her statement that amused him,   a slight smile quirking up the    corners of his lips as he looked   down at his still sleepy district   partner. Cato was sure that he   had never seen Clove look so    peaceful as she did in her sleep.   And it was beautiful, truly beautiful.     Maybe it was the slight giddiness   of the idea that the pair of them    could end up going home that    made him want to reach out and    gently stroke her cheek with semi-   curled fingers; afraid of his own    desire. Nothing about him, not   one part of him had been capable   of producing a touch that could   be considered even near to gentle.   But it was still there-- the idea that   he wanted to count the freckles on    her cheeks in the same way that you   could count stars on the background    of a clear, inky black night sky.   Instead, he smiled down at her, for    once feeling somewhat unashamed   about the way his gaze longed to   linger on the brunette's features."Yeah.. okay, Clover-----      But only five."

Name: 

Crazy-Bitch.

Ringtone:

Disturbia - Rihanna.

    Was she scared? Yeah, she was. Was she showing it? Hopefully not. Haymitch had run through everything with her-- allies weren't necessary, but from what she'd gathered, they definitely helped. Prim wasn't strong, but she was smart, and she was spectacularly good at healing, and she knew the three of those combined could lead to some pretty good allies. She needed the strength to help her win, she knew that. And the strong ones usually didn't know the first thing about healing. They'd probably want that. So, Prim was going for the big fish. She was going to try and ally with the careers. She could probably do it, in all honesty.

    The girl from One was over at the archery station, shooting arrows. She was lucky when she managed one in the shoulder. Prim didn't want to talk to her yet. The boy from one definitely knew what he was doing with a spear, but he didn't look very friendly, and was certainly immersed in what he was doing-- and the boy from Two was absolutely terrifying. That left the girl from two, and it wasn't long before Prim caught sight of her. She at least looked younger than the others, a fair bit friendlier than the boys, and mounds more talented than the blonde with the bow. Here went nothing.

                                                "You're really good with those knives."

i'm pretty sure i stared at this for ten minutes bc i honestly just don't know what to say and i think i'm going to cry bc you paid me the most amazing compliments ever and i just thank you so much i literally don't even know what to say except you just made my entire life and honestly you shouldn't be jealous at all bc you're a beautiful writer like really beautiful;