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you all know how much i hate the capitol but lets be real here if i had a gun with two bullets and i was stuck in a room with lucifer, the president of the  capitol, and alberto, i would shoot alberto twice
skills for the hugner games: -hot butt
-i can start fires (by how hot i am)Â
-im very argumentive
-i feel No GuiltÂ
-hot in general
Announcement!
The Hunger Games will officially start this Saturday! Along with this, I’ve made a new rule I’d like for you all to follow. I would like all of you to refer to Baron Alberto ONLY by Baron Lickilicky, as he is going to be a lickilicky the duration of the games. Thank you!
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He really wasn’t in the mood. After the short encounter with Emma, what little joy about just anything he could think of at the time had left and replaced with the usual feeling of anger, drowsiness, the ache that stretched from his shoulders to his knuckles that came with irritation. He hadn’t been happy when Lavana made the stupid as shit move to hit Alberto, had been even less joyful when the taller girl left to pull her off of him.
He was just about ready to do the same when he saw that Lavana had chosen him as her next option for conversation after Alberto had to leave to wash up. He could already hear the ringing in his ears that came with speaking to her, clenched his fist as soon as she called out. He wasn’t anywhere near dumb enough to hit her, give her her first target in the area (she was damn lucky Alberto was on her team. He knew he could and would kill her if she wasn’t), but that wouldn’t stop him from thinking about it.
Settling for just staring at her as she made her way across the room, he continued the pattern of clenching, unclenching, leaving small marks in his palm whenever he did. He wanted his gloves back. He was uncomfortable, irritated, and ready to go off as soon as the next words left her mouth.
"I’m wonderful," More clenching. "Absolutely great, all things considered."Â
"I can tell!" Wow, Proton was sure pissed off. Being thrown into a fight to the death didn't exactly make anyone happy, though (unless you were a weird ass sadist like that Alberto asshole). He seemed tense. Incredibly tense. He kept messing with his hands- what the hell was he doing? She was almost tempted to make a snide comment about it, but it probably wasn't the best idea considering he looked ready to tear out her throat. She kept her comments to herself.Â
"I'm lovely too. Thanks for asking." Lavana grinned more, staring at him. "Ready to get murdered? Not by me, of course, but we both know we are going to die." Quick change of topic. She was sure he'd be thrilled. "Which losers are you hanging out with? I'm sure nobody wonderful would ally with you, but I'm curious anyway." Probably because there was nobody wonderful here, other than maybe Emma. Even that was debatable.Â
"And I heard you got an 8. What did you do? Trip and fall? Was it so funny that they just gave you the benefit of the doubt and handed you that number?" Not the best idea to comment on the whole number thing, especially because she got a four. It was rather rare for someone from district 7 to get a four-- it wasn't exactly something to brag about. She'd be good as long as he didn't bring it up.Â
ur hair might look regal, but is it HOT (no) (only my hair is hot)Â
i can sense people talking shit on me
Well.
It was quite difficult to do anything now. She could go back to training, perhaps messing around with the axe that was left on the weapon rack, but she wasn't exactly in the mood for it. Lavana really doubted anyone wanted to talk to her at the moment either- people didn't exactly flock to you after you punch your teammate and get carried across the room by another. Â
She made up her mind though. Her eyes scanned the room, trying to find someone familiar- she was going to bother someone if they liked it or not. It was the only way she'd make herself feel better, calm her down so she was not as tense or pissed off. It really depended on the person she was talking to, though- for example, picking Alberto would just worsen the situation.Â
Among the sea of training tributes and a few idly talking, she spotted a familiar head of green hair. Ah! Â Wonderful. She almost forgot he was here. The man wasn't exactly her favorite person on the planet- pretty low on the list, actually- but she enjoyed bothering him and their squabbles were usually harmless. It was incredibly easy to irritate him as well, and by looking at the expression on his face, he was already angry or at least unamused.Â
"Proton! Â My favorite person!" Lavana called, already making her way over towards him. She was waving her hand in the air like an idiot, trying to get his attention. A wide grin was plastered on her face as she got closer to him, enough to talk at a volume that wasn't calling the attention of the rest of the room. "How are you?" Her voice was unfittingly cheery, keeping in mind what happened almost five minutes ago.Â
when you ruin everything (◕‿◕✿)
when u give the baron a bloody nose (σ≧▽≦)σ
when gf starts getting freaky ლ(゚д゚ლ)
when ya alliance hates each other ♪ ♬ ヾ(´︶`♡)ノ ♬ ♪
hunger games ( ͡° ͜ʖ ( ͡° ͜ʖ ( ͡° ͜ʖ ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ͜ʖ ͡°)ʖ ͡°)ʖ ͡°)
Lavana’s silence was… not encouraging. The open-mouthed stare felt foreboding, like a mistake, upset, she’s lying, she’s lying, I made her upset, she— Emma unconsciously bit her lip harder, and the blood trickled down her chin, and the pain shot through her jaw, and—
Stop.
She reached up and tried to stem the flow of bloody spittle. Eyes wrenched shut, she took another deep breath. In through her nose and out through her mouth, getting more blood on her hands and mouth but shaking the feelings away.
After a long moment, Emma opened her eyes, blinking and settling back into the calm she had before. She smiled into her hand— sweetly, like she learned a wonderful secret— and drug her bloodied palm across her face, running her fingers into her hair. The motion left a smear across her jaw and cheeks, but she paid it no mind.
She looked down at her friend and grinned— blood in her teeth, the split growing even more, blood starting to drip from her face— giving a genuine, happy giggle.
"Thank you, Lavana. I’m glad you’re not mad. I’m glad you’re safe."
Emma had actually bit through her lip, and she had attempted to stop the blood with her hand- only smearing it more all over her face. Well. "Emma, if you are trying to intimidate the other tributes, it is certainly working. " The woman looked like some kind of fucked up nightmare fuel, and she wanted out of the situation immediately.Â
"Why don't you go clean yourself up?" Â It was time for Lavana to go speak to someone else. Someone who wasn't currently bleeding and smiling at the same time. She wasn't entirely sure anyone else would talk to her, especially because she just punched another tribute without too much warning. Then again, not all tributes were intolerable assholes who had a habit on getting on your back for stupid little fucking things and made sure to let you know he was going to fucking kill you-
Perhaps some of the bitterness was still there. She ignored it. Alberto would come crawling back to them with a defeated pride after the others told him they didn't fucking want him if a four could practically break his nose.Â
"Emma, they have bathrooms." Back onto the current situation. "Go clean yourself up please. Unless you want to terrify anyone else."Â
boo :)Â
does no one here have a job
my job is being rich and influential
i forgot you were a politician, my mistake, you work very hard
hey baron can you make tea out of plants