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huntedhunter:
“Yeah… I don’t care,” Hunter sighed out airily, as if he hadn’t been the one to begin the conversation. “I was just making small talk. It’s your life and I don’t even have time for mine. Don’t take it to heart, Mr. Trainer.”
“Cool.” Azrael nodded. “So, do you think your girl has got what it takes?”
kxssxfdeath:
Azrael had gone to bar to get Nova and himself yet another drink but had been stopped by some ‘friend’ of Azrael’s father to give yet more condolences and speak on how Azrael’s father was ‘missed’. It was growing increasingly hard for Azrael to bite his tongue so when Maverick showed up seemingly out of no where, it was more than welcome. Excusing himself from his current conversation, Azrael greeted his fellow Trainer with a grin. “Cheers indeed.” He lifted his own glass to clink it against Maverick’s and then taking a long sip. “Cain sure is holding his own.”
“He is,” he said after taking a sip of his own drink. “They both are. Their training’s come in handy, I just wonder… you know, when will the good will end.” A one-armed shrug. “Which will leave first? Or will they turn on each other?”
“I think the girl from One and the girl from the Capitol will be their down fall. I believe they could lasted to the end the two of them. Though at that point I wouldn’t put it pass Venus to kill Cain.” He admitted, for how petite the girl was, it was surprising how ruthless she was during training.
Task008
TW: Abuse Implied
The boy's hair is black His eyes are the darkest ever seen His dress, the black robes of despair Either swings wildly in air Demising the lives Or it sweeps the ground of hope And plant the trees of end.
His smile is wide and deadly No one sees how forced it is His weak broken cursed fingers Yearn for touch, affection But his skin is lethal Everywhere he goes, Destruction, Grief Pain And sadness follow
He has no human name But is known by another Most people fear him Run from his sight Curse his presence Fear from eyes as soft as burning ashes Does anyone notice, He is just a boy Who wants to be accepted A boy who goes by the name of death But not by choice I guess death has a broken heart
-G.S.
kxssxfdeath:
Azrael had spotted the most recent Victor sitting by the pool and decided he wanted to go talk with him. What Azrael hadn’t been expecting was for the Victor to react the way he had. Although, he wasn’t all that surprised given how jumpy most new Victors were. Nonetheless, Azrael cocked a brow “You should be?” He said questioningly with a soft chuckle.
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“Sorry,” he apologized again on instinct, then grimaced at the awkwardness of that. He recognized him as the trainer that worked with Maverick, but he hadn’t mentioned him much, if at all, now that he thought about it. But “work talk” tended to be off the table, so he wasn’t surprised. “I guess you just- I didn’t realize you were standing right there. Lost in thought. My bad.”
Azrael shrugged “It’s not a big deal, no need for empty apologies. I’m sure those will be starting soon enough as more tributes start dying.” Azrael looked Alder over, noting the sweatshirt but not saying anything since even Azrael wasn’t that big of an asshole. “You look like you’re having a great time.” He commented.
kxssxfdeath:
Azrael had to admit, he was enjoying this Ball more than most he had been to. Alcohol, food, music, swimming, attractive people in bathing suits, what wasn’t there to like? But unbeknownst to Azrael, his night was about to take a turn all because of a case of mistaken identity. Sirena was beyond beautiful so when Azrael spotted her swimming towards him m, he couldn’t help his small smirk. However, it quickly was replaced with a look of confusion and panic as his mind flicked to Abel. “What?!” He responded a little too desperately. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He responded as calmly and collected as he could manage.
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Sirena rested back, palms flat against the ground behind her. She looked over at Azrael and quirked a brow. “You don’t have to play coy with me.” she smirked, lowering her voice and leaning in as if this was some big secret and not something the Gazette had been gossiping about earlier that very day. “You and the new kid on the block?” She glanced around as if she might be able to catch sight of Alder somewhere amongst the crowds. “He’s not really my type, but everyone wants a piece of the newest victor, right? Lucky you.”
Azrael tried to keep his eyes away from Sirena’s chest as she leaned back. He really had no idea what Sirena was talking about. Was she just messing with him? Had Orpheus spread some rumor as revenge for Azrael saying he liked Agatha better? Azrael’s confusion only grew the more Sirena spoke. “Alder?!” He finally asked incredulously. Now Azrael’s eyes glanced around. Had Azrael and Alder hooked up? Had Azrael been too drunk to remember sleeping not only with another man but with the most recent Victor who, if Azrael had to admit he even had a type, was definitely not Azrael’s type. “Wait, who told you that?” He asked now realizing even if he had slept with Alder that it didn’t explain how Sirena knew about it.
kxssxfdeath:
Azrael had lost sight of Nova for the moment but that wasn’t anything new so he decided to head to the bar to grab another drink until his date reappeared as she usually did. Only, as he neared the bar someone stumbled into him. “Watch it.” He growled before fully looking at who it had been. “What the FUCK are you wearing?” He looked to the drink extended to him before taking it after a moment. “What is in this?”
orpheus pressed a hand to his chest, feigning open-mouthed offense. “excuse me, i get you drinks and love and affection, and you repay me by judging my fashion sense. that’s so rude, az. this is why i prefer mav,” he whined loudly. he dropped the act to take a sip of his drink, shrugged. “fuck knows, you tell me, i just grabbed whatever.”
Azrael couldn’t help but roll his eyes at the younger male’s dramatic antics “Yeah, well, I prefer Agatha but the old witch went and died on me, so we can’t always get what we want, Orphi.” Azrael reached out to pinch Orpheus’ cheek. Azrael dropping his own act looked Orpheus over again. “Why do you even own this in the first place? How did your sister let you own this let alone wear it?”
kxssxfdeath:
Azrael had lost sight of Nova for the moment but that wasn’t anything new so he decided to head to the bar to grab another drink until his date reappeared as she usually did. Only, as he neared the bar someone stumbled into him. “Watch it.” He growled before fully looking at who it had been. “What the FUCK are you wearing?” He looked to the drink extended to him before taking it after a moment. “What is in this?”
orpheus pressed a hand to his chest, feigning open-mouthed offense. “excuse me, i get you drinks and love and affection, and you repay me by judging my fashion sense. that’s so rude, az. this is why i prefer mav,” he whined loudly. he dropped the act to take a sip of his drink, shrugged. “fuck knows, you tell me, i just grabbed whatever.”
Azrael couldn’t help but roll his eyes at the younger male’s dramatic antics “Yeah, well, I prefer Agatha but the old witch went and died on me, so we can’t always get what we want, Orphi.” Azrael reached out to pinch Orpheus’ cheek. Azrael dropping his own act looked Orpheus over again. “Why do you even own this in the first place? How did your sister let you own this let alone wear it?”
“I mean… kid, I think you’re a fucking asshole and that you look worse than ever tonight, but that’s beside the point. That’s between me and suing the stylist from District Two. What I wanted to say is, I don’t like you, I think you’re full of shit, but I like Alder a lot and if he likes you, then fine, we’ll wing it. But do yourself a favor and don’t be full of shit with him too, you know?” Hunter spoke, all nonchalantly, referring to the Gazette rumor and instantly assuming it was Azrael the article was talking about.
@kxssxfdeath
What a wild ride from straight to finish Hunter’s ‘speech’ had been. It had annoyed Azrael, then offended him, then confused him, then offended him again. Luckily, Azrael knew what Hunter was referring to because of his conversation with Sirena not that long ago. Nine times out of ten, Azrael would have outright corrected anyone that mistook the Gazette rumor to be about him, and had it been anyone other than Hunter, Azrael would have. But Hunter was that special once out of ten times that Azrael wasn’t going to outright correct it. Azrael narrowed his eyes, “I would never be full of shit with someone I’m dating, not that it’s your business who Alder is dating if he hasn’t told you himself.”
Maverick was by the bar (for… the fourth? time) when he spotted Azrael just a few heads away. “Hey, Az!” he said, lifting his glass to him and heading over, closing the distance between them. “Cheers to both our tributes still being alive?” He was feeling in a little bit of a dark humor; pissed he couldn’t spend the evening with Alder, pissed at everyone partying while so many tributes were suffering in the Arena.
@kxssxfdeath
Azrael had gone to bar to get Nova and himself yet another drink but had been stopped by some ‘friend’ of Azrael’s father to give yet more condolences and speak on how Azrael’s father was ‘missed’. It was growing increasingly hard for Azrael to bite his tongue so when Maverick showed up seemingly out of no where, it was more than welcome. Excusing himself from his current conversation, Azrael greeted his fellow Trainer with a grin. “Cheers indeed.” He lifted his own glass to clink it against Maverick’s and then taking a long sip. “Cain sure is holding his own.”
He’d spent most of the party so far hanging out with Rory, but she’d wanted to spend some time near the pool so he’d branched off, not particularly interested in swimming. First of all, he couldn’t swim, but even if he wanted to, the nasty, long scar across his stomach from the Arena already made him uneasy to look at when alone, he wasn’t sure he could handle everyone here seeing it too. So drink in hand, he tugged his hoodie closer around his shoulders and leaned up against the wall, surveying the cacophony of activity across the ballroom. This was so different from his last ball- before it was so proper, so esteemed, but it seemed like the addition of pools and more casual wear to the mix reduced even the most prim Capitolite to something reminding him a bit more of rowdy teenagers.
Lost in thought, he suddenly straightened to attention as he realized someone had joined him, blurting out a surprised “Sorry!” for absolutely no reason at all.
Azrael had spotted the most recent Victor sitting by the pool and decided he wanted to go talk with him. What Azrael hadn’t been expecting was for the Victor to react the way he had. Although, he wasn’t all that surprised given how jumpy most new Victors were. Nonetheless, Azrael cocked a brow “You should be?” He said questioningly with a soft chuckle.
A pool party had been a fabulous idea in Sirena’s perfectly sound opinion. And boy was she having the time of her life. She’d ditched her escort already, but it wasn’t like Valerian was the type to go swimming anyway. She had resurfaced from a deep dive to see Azrael at the edge of the pool. Wasn’t he the one she’d seen something about from the Gazette that morning? The district Two trainer hooking up with the newest victor. Interest peaked, she swam to the edge of the pool and pulled herself from the water before plopping down next to him. “So, uh….Where’s lover boy, huh?” Subtle was not her middle name.
@kxssxfdeath
Azrael had to admit, he was enjoying this Ball more than most he had been to. Alcohol, food, music, swimming, attractive people in bathing suits, what wasn’t there to like? But unbeknownst to Azrael, his night was about to take a turn all because of a case of mistaken identity. Sirena was beyond beautiful so when Azrael spotted her swimming towards him m, he couldn’t help his small smirk. However, it quickly was replaced with a look of confusion and panic as his mind flicked to Abel. “What?!” He responded a little too desperately. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He responded as calmly and collected as he could manage.
Azrael Wesson - District Two - Trainer - Presidential Ball - 123rd B-AHG
Escorting : Ananova Bell
Azrael had gone to fetch Nova and himself a drink from the bar. Handing Nova’s drink off to his date, Azrael slipped in the hot tub beside her. “Did you see Orpheus’ outfit? Thing is either going to scare off all the Sponsors or bring District Two so much money.”
@ananovas
he’d somehow managed to be the person wearing the least amount of coverage at a pool party. it was a good thing orpheus had never felt insecure about his body, though he reckoned this was a hard look for anyone to pull off, let alone a skinny pale thing like himself. he seemed none the wiser of the people staring at him as he made his way past the pool towards the bar, sunglasses pressed into his hair. he turned after retrieving two drinks, one in each hand, only to immediately stumble into someone as he attempted to get away from the bar. “fuck, sorry, there’s a lot of.. bodies around here,” orphi said, letting his gaze wander over the crowd of capitolites in various stages of undress. “drink ??” he held one out of his cocktails as if it was an apology.
Azrael had lost sight of Nova for the moment but that wasn’t anything new so he decided to head to the bar to grab another drink until his date reappeared as she usually did. Only, as he neared the bar someone stumbled into him. “Watch it.” He growled before fully looking at who it had been. “What the FUCK are you wearing?” He looked to the drink extended to him before taking it after a moment. “What is in this?”
Azrael found himself on the District Three Floor as he looked for Nova but instead just finding Clover’s son. He smiled kindly at the boy “Is your mother or Nova around?”
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Chip was trying to do too much on his break - and sleep was none of them. He ate at the Tower, then rushed home to hang out with Evie for a little while. She had new ideas for how she wanted to decorate her room, and he got too caught up going through her drawings to realize it was way past the time he had to be heading back to the Tower. It wasn’t far, but streets were closed off for launch parties. He had to take a completely different route and was pushing it way too close as he took a sharp, rapid turn into the parking lot of the Tower.
He was so focused on just getting there he didn’t realize someone was passing in front of his car. He quickly slammed the breaks and swerved, car spinning out in the lot. Breathless and red-faced, he got out of the car without actually parking it and looked at the person. “S-Sorr-rry, just r-runn-nning late.”
Azrael had headed out to his car to grab something he had forgotten and was crossing the parking lot when a car came roaring into the lot. Azrael had good reflexes but not good enough to have gotten out of the way in time, instead having to be thankful the driver saw him and slammed on the breaks, even though the car then spun out. “What the fuck!” He yelled, raising his hands in an angry questioning matter. Azrael’s frustration and anger only rising when he saw that that the driver was nobe other than the Mentor turned Gamemaker from Three. Long legs took great strides over to Chip. Large hands shoving against Chip’s chest hard. “Killing little kids not enough for you? Got to try to kill your ex-co-workers now too, you sick fuck?”
