#nevermisses

       Their world only consists of two things these days--oppression and the Games. Every year, there’s only relentless slaughter and the punishment upon the new generations for crimes committed in the past. And, of course, she’s pulled into them by being a mentor ( and of course it’s her beloved that’s her partner this year ). She had thought that the first would be the end to this, and yet she’s here, guiding their tributes back up to their floor from the parade. Their costumes and their being here make her want to sob, but what can she possibly do? Short of training them to keep themselves alive, there’s not much else she can do but believe in them. And that worked out dangerously the first time.

       Reaching the elevators, she spots the District Two tributes coming in their direction. Well, guess it’s time for a little reconnaissance work already. She wants to get a read on them, especially because of what she’s heard of their reputations. Placing her hands on Finnick’s shoulders, she whispers for him to continue on without her. The look that appears on his face is one of what seems to be confusion and fear. In another place and another time, she would have reassured him with a kiss, but smiles to him instead before doubling back to greet the other tributes. Clove is first with Cato trailing her and it’s the perfect opportunity.

       ❝ Your name is Clove, isn’t it? You have quite the reputation. ❞

𝙵𝙸𝚁𝙴     𝙴𝙼𝙱𝙻𝙴𝙼     𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂     ,     𝘼𝘾𝘾𝙀𝙋𝙏𝙄𝙉𝙂     ,     @nevermisses

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             DARN IT,  she was caught. Well, time to jump to plan B.

                                A giggle escapes from her lips as the cool metal glides over her palm. Crystal skies JOLT down to see their reflection in the shiny surface before they connect with the pair of eyes in  f r o n t  of them. Although the knife in her hand was sharpened just that morning, Harley is all smiles as she continues her exploration of it. She saunters a few steps closer.