no such thing as hope

Primrose Everdeen ✕ 15 Princess of the Capitol

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I don't want to go.

[bloodandtitanium-blog]

"Depends. What’s in it for me?" 

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Fun. A friend. I don't know.

[bloodandtitanium-blog]

"I know. It’s what I do." 

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Can you teach me?

[bloodandtitanium-blog]

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You shoot pretty good.

[arizona-daniels-blog]

Oh yeah, please, by all means, continue playing where I told you to fuck off about five minutes ago. Real cute.

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Taze 'em.

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Oh. My. God.

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A very pretty boy!

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Speak for yourself!! Your eyebrows are works of art!

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Oh. My. God.

I'm a boy!

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Fucking hell.

I did not want to be sixteen again.

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And I didn't want to be a boy. But here we are. Suck it up.

[nealfairbain]

God damn it!

[nealfairbain]

Just— fucking— blew up an important piece of machinery on accident. God damn it.

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That's not good. How'd you do that?

[bloodandtitanium-blog]

“I think I just made a friend. You wanna’ help me kill the bitch?” 

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Would love to, but can't. My killing her would suggest I'm not her sister. And-- well, I am.

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I didn’t. However, I /was/ brought back to life. [She spreads her arms.] Kill me and you’ll be killing the Capitol’s little princess. What would President Greenlaw think of you then? [She tilted her head, a small yet wicked smirk appearing on her lips.]

[bloodandtitanium-blog]

"You think you’re just a sly little bitch, don’t you? Tell me, why aren’t you licking your sister’s ass like everyone else in the goddamn world?"

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Why should I? She's not my mom. I can think for myself, and right now I /don't/ think she's been making the best decisions in the world.

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Prim. Primrose Everdeen. Who are /you/?

[bloodandtitanium-blog]

"No, it’ can’t—how in the fuck did you survive that explosion, you little maggot? You know what, it doesn’t matter. You’re not going to survive me, Everdeen. You get five seconds before I slit your throat. Run or don’t, it’s your choice.” 

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I didn't. However, I /was/ brought back to life. [She spreads her arms.] Kill me and you'll be killing the Capitol's little princess. What would President Greenlaw think of you then? [She tilted her head, a small yet wicked smirk appearing on her lips.]

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I hope it’s not me.

[bloodandtitanium-blog]

"And just who the hell are you?" 

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Prim. Primrose Everdeen. Who are /you/?

[nealfairbain]

God damn it!

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What's wrong, mister?

[bloodandtitanium-blog]

"Someone is going to fucking die tonight, I swear to God." 

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I hope it's not me.

[chelsea-flickerman]

Prim, lovely! Happy Valentine’s Day!

Someone just asked me where you were and they had a huge bouquet in their hands!

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Happy Valentines Day to you too, Chels!

What!? Nuh-uh. Noooo, sirry. I don't believe you.

[chelsea-flickerman]

Who sent me these beautiful flowers? Step forward, please, so that I can marry you.

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Aww, that's sweet.