#liucija

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my cat with chonky cheeks

[rijnsburgtoday]

Liucely.

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(McTomutis)

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OMG it’s St Lucia!! You know what that means?? It’s my cat’s name-day

[izara-nixus]

Nature ‘n Shit ₪ Izara & Liucija

Knowing fully well how important survival techniques are in the arena, Izara decided to make that station her first stop. After nearly starving without knowledge of edible vegetation, the victor turned her attention to the various plants presented on the table. 

The trainer himself sat back as though he was waiting for Izara to trip up and make a mistake. He didn’t speak and he didn’t react as she began to analyze the plants provided and their respective properties. Though she itched to hold a weapon and each time she heard steel on steel she turned green with envy.

Even the surprisingly familiar voice behind her did not distract her from her work. Though, she was curious as to why her mentor was even allowed to step foot into the training area.

[izara-nixus]

#D2skwad // Izara, Klaus, & Liucija

Katerina’s pitiful attempts to get Izara to open the door and at least speak to her were beginning to wear down on the victor’s already thinning patience. Without even bothering to wait for Macil to make an appearance, Izara opened the door and strode past her tearful excuse for a mother and back out into the storm. 

The rain had let up somewhat, just enough to allow one to walk to the awaiting train without ending up covered in mud. However, apparently the weather was still not conducive to the blonde-haired idiot’s fashion choices because she still had yet to make an appearance. Neither had her mentor or fellow tribute.

Without a second glance at the awaiting avoxes, Izara headed directly toward where she knew the bar car would be. After all, the Capitol was oh so predictable. 

Half a drink later, and much too soon, it seemed the other tribute decided to finally make an appearance. With a small nod of acknowledgement, Izara waited for the man to open his mouth and explain the look of wonder so blatantly shown on his face.

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Panem's Kitchen Nightmares || Cooking || Liucija + Farro

The edible plants and insects station seemed like a thousand years ago as I scanned the room, searching for a station that wouldn't make me want to vomit at the thought of putting live insects anywhere near my mouth. There were certain places that I simple couldn't imagine putting a cricket and my mouth - along with any other of my body's orifices - fell inside such a category. It was probably the need for the ability to create relatively normal food inside the arena that eventually drew me to the cooking station.

I walked up to the station and was greeted by the trainer who looked more than excited that somebody had shown an interest. Avoiding conversation, my attention turned to the array of ingredients lined up on a long table. My gaze was broken as a tribute I hadn't met yet arrived beside me. I turned, trying to figure out who it was, but to no avail.