Brutal Bloody Cato @brutalbloodycatc - Tumblr Blog

cfknives

“Hold it, Cato. If you’re going on a killing spree, plan it wisely at least.” The much shorter girl mused, fiddling with the knife in her hand. “Hopefully they made the ‘new’ you a heck of a lot faster.”

“Our plans didn’t turn out so well last time,” he growled, “so if you’ve got something, say so.” The pyramid of food had been disastrous, their overall plan for victory equally so, as far as he was concerned the time for planning was over. Cato wanted blood. Her words, however, gave him pause. His eyes narrowed slightly and he bristled in response to her putdown. “Let’s go. Try and keep up.”

#{ clove }

“What a disgusting District, I think it would look so much better as a smoking pile of ashes.”

“Ash later,” Cato smirked, “blood first. Found anyone useful yet?”

#{ glimmer }#ooc: omg glimmer yesssss

wtfblvke

“No,” she said sternly, sticking to her ground even though the grip on her knife loosened. Blake was scared and confused and didn’t understand what was going on apart from what she’s heard people talking about. She looked up at him with fear written on her face.

Perhaps Cato had been dead for a year now, but he felt better than ever before. He didn’t miss the shift in her grip, nor the fear in her expression, and he ate it up. Grinning, he stepped forward. Perhaps he’d mistaken her foolish courage for something more. “Four... Three... Two...” he flexed his fingers on the grip of his sword. “One.” And at once he lunged forward and tried to disarm her with a firm blow of his blade.

#{ blake rivera }#ooc: but not in super slow mode you know... w/e #ugh gifs

district4-mermaid

“Yes, nobody.” She clenches her jaw and furrows her eyebrows in agitation. “The Capitol had their victors. You died and I would assume, others would have wanted to think that it would stay that way.” She took a step back, keeping a firm glance at Cato instead of the weapon he was holding. “Or how about you don’t attempt to kill me?”

“I’m not dead.” At least, he wasn’t dead anymore. The Capitol had chosen a victor and they’d chosen poorly, that was why they’d brought him back after all. “They brought me back because they realized their mistake.” He grinned. “Katniss started all of this.” He thrust his sword out, motioning toward the war torn district, “I can fix it. I can still fix this.” He just had to kill the Mockingjay. He narrowed his eyes. “What good would there be in that, Cresta? You’re with them. Another poorly chosen victor.”

#{ annie cresta }

galetheboywithnothing

“Put it down Cato.” He remembered the boy very clearly from Katniss’ games. Gale aimed his crossbow at the boy, tempted to shoot him but soldiers had been ordered not to kill any of the mutts. “Now!”

Cato snarled, evidently unhappy with the order that had been cast upon him, but he showed absolutely no sign of setting his chosen weapon down. Certainly not for someone like him. “How ‘bout you come out from behind that bow and I’ll consider it?” Coward. Archers were all alike, hiding from afar where it was harder to reach them, but he’d slay them all the same one way or another...

#{ gale hawthorne }

Katniss flinched, the voice familiar and demanding in a way which still made her shudder. Cato. Turning on him, she pulled her bow and made aim, her eyes narrowed on the ex tribute. “Drop it.” She snapped, her voice shaking somewhat.

Until this point, Cato had been able to maintain his composure. The victims he’d already slain were insignificant, unimportant blood on his sword, but Katniss was different. The girl on fire had always been different. The Capitol had chosen her once and this was how she’d decided to repay them. Oh, and how he hated those stupid bows. Cato barred his teeth, fury coursing through him, and he started toward her at a jog. No, he would not drop his weapon. Instead, he’d see how she reacted upon seeing a ghost.

#{ katniss everdeen }#ooc: apparently cool guys don't run #whatever dom

wtfblvke

Blake pulled her knife from her boot and gripped it in her hand tightly as she approached the man. She had to put an end to this - she had to. “Don’t come any closer,” she threatened by holding the blade out towards him.

She was academy trained, he could tell by the way that she held her knife, so why the hell was she fighting with them? “You’d be better off running.” He growled, though there was still a gleam in his eye. As far as Cato was concerned, her choice not to ally with the Career pack might very well be her last. “I’ll give you a five second head start. Five...”

#{ blake rivera }

district4-mermaid

“Nobody should be next. It’s like you still think you’re in the Games, but you’re really not.” Her voice slightly shook as she stepped back, protecting her stomach.

“Nobody?” Cato laughed abruptly, his lips curling upward in a harsh smile. “Not going to happen. The Capitol needs their victor, now more than ever, and it’s going to be me.” He raised his sword, not paying any mind to the protective stance she took. “’Course, I’ve got a bit of time to kill so we don’t have to rush this just as long as you promise to put on a good show.”