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Phoenix Wolf. 25 years old. Originally from District 2. Avox.

[augustussilk-blog]

“Practice does make perfect.” 

[avoxphoenix-blog]

She nodded with a smile.

[sage-thorn-blog]

Sage felt herself move towards Phoenix, wrapping her arms around the woman and resting her head on her shoulder. She didn’t say anything yet, she just needed the comfort of her mother.

[avoxphoenix-blog]

Phoenix smiled sadly when she realized that she missed this desperately. She hadn’t had the opportunity to actually love a child of hers in so long and having Sage back was a relief. She could tell something was wrong, mostly because everything seemed wrong lately, but she wouldn’t pry. 

[augustussilk-blog]

Nodding, he smiled. “Yeah, that’s really cool, I just, I don’t know, I like drawing things realistically.” 

[avoxphoenix-blog]

‘You could practice.’ Phoenix pointed out. 

[sage-thorn-blog]

“Hey.” Sage called. She still had her suitcase in hand from her visit in 10. She knew where to find Phoenix, and she couldn’t even think about facing anyone else yet. She bit her lip to start from tearing up. It was too much… Her brothers’ deaths, and Ethita… “How’s Mum doing?” She asked a nervously.

[avoxphoenix-blog]

Phoenix put down her sketchbook immediately at the sound of a familiar voice. She jumped up and whipped her head around to see her adopted daughter. The avox hadn’t talked to her since she broke the news about her wife to Sage. She’s been better, but you’re here for her now. Phoenix assured her. 

[augustussilk-blog]

“Thank you. I’m still practicing people. Not as good at it though.” 

[avoxphoenix-blog]

She nodded her head. She brought out her notepad and pen. ‘When it comes to people, it doesn’t always have to be a mirror. I like to draw what I see, but it can be more abstract if you’d like.’ She wrote down. Phoenix lifted the paper to show him. 

[dolly-nova]

Mira lifted her shoulders into a disinterested shrug after seeing the shake of the woman’s head. One less baby to spit up all over the Tower was a minor relief, but still a relief, and she hoped it also meant the baby’s father wouldn’t be poking around, as well. The last thing they needed was someone who appeared to be an Avox sympathizer puttering around the Tower. Looking toward the Avox, she gave a small nod before quickly turning her attention back to the photographer. “Lower your head some more,” she instructed. “We don’t need the red in the shot.”

[avoxphoenix-blog]

She froze at the woman’s words, turning her head over at her eye level matched to the woman’s head. She stared at her hard, trying not to let the stare turn into the glare. Phoenix was suddenly quite aware of the knife she had in her hands. She frowned as she could feel the anger boil over in her, wanting to rush forward and drive that knife straight into the woman for all the things she said to her. But Phoenix was obedient. She knew her place. Phoenix then pursed her lips together and lowered her head, her grip on his knife turning her knuckles white. 

[zaraining]

“Wow, chill, I was talking about a donation,” she clicked her tongue as she kept chewing her gum. Why were people so stiff and wasting time on writing such passive-aggressive words. Zara couldn’t understand. “Thank you!” she then lit up at the compliment, smiling broadly. 

[avoxphoenix-blog]

‘You’re welcome.’ Phoenix wrote down, but she hardly meant it. 

[augustussilk-blog]

Smiling when they finally got here, he pulled out his sketchbook. “Here’s that, and then I have a few.” Going into a closet, he pulled out a few paintings of flowers in vases, or bowls of fruit. “In here.” 

[avoxphoenix-blog]

Phoenix grinned as he brought out his sketchbook. She opened it immediately, flipping through the pages completely entranced by the drawings. She then looked up when he brought out paintings. “Nice.” She mouthed. 

[electraconduit]

She frowned as her eyes scanned what the girl was writing, “I’m sorry.” she replied softly, genuinely meaning it.

[avoxphoenix-blog]

She nodded her head a little, appreciating the apology from her. Phoenix was sorry too after everything that happened. ‘It’s okay, though. Because I would’ve been more sorry if I hadn’t trusted him at all in the first place. He loved and cared for me so much, right until the end. It wouldn’t have been fair if I didn’t trust him.’ She wrote.

[starkandsnow]

Only the brave and the broken are kind in this world (x)

[dolly-nova]

Mira’s eyes barely passed over the gardens, still scrutinizing them even if she wasn’t paying quite as much attention as she might have if they were something she was more interested in. It would take an idiot to mess up caring for the plants, anyway. “Well, find a way to look busy for at least a little while. You don’t have that little flour sack of yours crawling around here, do you?”

[avoxphoenix-blog]

She shook her had, frowning when she realized what the woman was talking about. It hurt her to think of her son being mentioned in that regard, especially since she hadn’t been allowed on visits to see him recently. Phoenix then stood up before setting down her sketchbook. She took a few steps towards the flowers before reaching into the gardening tool box she had brought it. It was already cleaned and neatly set, but she brought out a small knife and pretended to cut off the thorns on the roses despite already having done it already. She raised a brow to the woman, asking if that looked convincing enough. 

[electraconduit]

She smiled a little at the mention of the girls father, “You were close to him?”

[avoxphoenix-blog]

She nodded her head. ‘Close enough that he got hurt because what I did to end up like this.’ Phoenix wrote before gesturing to her mouth where they was a lack of a tongue. ‘He understood me completely when I felt no one else did. He was a good man. Never liked violence but he loved making swords. He treated it like art.’

[augustussilk-blog]

Shrugging. “If you don’t mind the walk. That’s great!” Leading the way. “They probably aren’t that good though.” 

[avoxphoenix-blog]

She shook her head, silently telling him that he shouldn’t say things like that. Phoenix loved to encourage artists like herself and was convinced he was just being modest.

[cade-bentley]

Agatha read it all with a bored expression. “Yes, darling, you do seem to be doing a lot of damage. Running around, serving drinks, spreading your legs for whoever the Capitol tells you to. Truly, I feel quite threatened, Miss Weapon.”

[avoxphoenix-blog]

‘Don’t act like so petty. It doesn’t become you, Agatha. Try to remember that I wasn’t murdered for having a child. And neither was my child either. Try to remember that my son will grow up never being reaped into the games. He will live a comfortable life. And I will never be hit or abused by another sponsor or peacekeeper again, since they’re well aware of who his father is. Though I must say, Agatha, you’re looking well. Rotting corpse is a much lovelier look on you than your previous decaying old hag routine.’ Phoenix wrote down, staring the woman down as she showed her the paper.

[electraconduit]

She frowned a little as she watched the woman, eyes flickering to the words she had written before returning them to the sketchpad, still a little uncomfortable with the idea of being drawn but nodding a little. “You’re good.”

[avoxphoenix-blog]

‘Thank you.’ She smiled up at her. ‘My father was a blacksmith. He often drew out what he planned to make before he did. He taught me how to draw.’ Phoenix explained. The memory was rather distant from her but at least she still had the skill. 

[augustussilk-blog]

Still smiling, he nodded. “I’d share my work.with you bit it’s all back at my room.”

[avoxphoenix-blog]

She stood up, closing her sketchbook. Phoenix didn’t mind the walk, besides she didn’t have to stay in the rooftop. She raised a brow, silently asking if he was okay with going.

[alessia-romano-deactivated20181]

“I always think it’s good when it’s been cooked with lemon and it’s really great when you have some fresh vegetables to cook with it,” He was practically drooling over the dish. It was not only tasty, but it had transformed into comfort food to remind him of the home he was so far from. Theo smiled when he read Phoenix’s note. He couldn’t understand why people would be so unkind to someone that helped them, but he was beginning to see that The Capitol could be a cruel and entitled place. “Thank you,” He said sincerely. “I’m Theo, by the way,” He said, feeling as though he should introduce himself properly to someone who would be cooking him a meal.

[avoxphoenix-blog]

‘I’m Phoenix. It’s nice to meet you.’ Phoenix wrote down. She then quickly added,’Come with me.’ before standing up and moving towards the elevator. She pressed the button to summon it and waited by the doors. She looked back at the boy before writing something else down. ‘Favorite fish? We have all of it. It isn’t freshly caught this morning, but still as good I promise.’