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—————–I DON’T WATCH, but I can hear the snarls, the growls, the howls of pain from both human&&beast as Cato takes on the mutt pack. I can’t understand how he can be surviving until I remember the body armor protecting him from ankle to neck && I realize what a long night this could be. Cato must have a knife or sword or something, too, something he had hidden in his clothes, because on occasion there’s the death scream of a mutt or the sound of metal on metal as the blade collides with the golden horn. The combat moves around the side of the Cornucopia, and I know Cato must be attempting the one maneuver that could save his life — to make his way back around to the tail of the horn and rejoin us. But in the end, despite his remarkable strength and skill, he is simply O V E R P O W E R E D.
“Admit it, lover, you’d do her in a heartbeat. I know I would, anyway. No use in denying something so pretty, don’t ya think?”
She laughed, pouting her lips at him.
“So if I wanna get laid by you I’d drizzle gravy over myself. Duly noted. You’re such a manly man, Cato. Meat and gravy.”
“What was wrong with imagining Johanna Mason between your legs? I thought that’s what you usually go for?”
She huffed, whipping her hair back.
“Table manners get you nowhere, love. Do I need to remind you that you licked it from my chin last time. You didn’t seem to mind then.”
@mcnstreous
“Seriously, Cato. You use the shower longer than fucking Glimmer. How long does it even take to wank off and wash your hair?”
If Cato and Clove had a kid the kid would be pretty messed up and I think Clove would be absolutely not amused she'd have to be pregnant.
send me a pair name and I’ll tell you what I think it would be like if they had a child.
Name: Antonia
Gender: Female
General Appearance: The same dark hair as her mother, but her father’s eyes. She is just as small built as her mother as well, with a slim waist growing up.
Personality: Antonia is actually rather to herself and silent, at opposite to both parents. She likes to keep herself to her own, reading many books and sometimes she’d take a walk through the hills and mountains of district two.
Special Talents: Art. She is handy with a paintbrush and pencil, and prefers to paint the views she has from the hills or from her bedroom window. on occasion she would draw her parents in daily activities such as cooking, working in the yard or eating.
Who they like better: Cato ( who doesn’t tries to push her into sports or weaponry )
Who they take after more: Clove ( both physique and personality in childhood )
Personal Head canon: When Antonia was still a little girl she had witnessed her parents fighting over something she didn’t understand, and wanted to come to give her mother a hug. But both Cato and Clove were so heavy in the fight, they didn’t notice the small girl entering the room, and Cato with his horrid temper had pushed/striked Clove down. Antonia witnessed it, and ever since she became the shy girl she is now.
Face Claim: Daveigh Chase
STARTER CALL
you can't wake up, this is not a dream, you're part of a machine, you are not a human being with your face all made up, living on a screen low on self esteem, so you run on gasoline
Independent Roleplay Blog for CLOVE from THE HUNGER GAMES
Cato kneels beside Clove, spear in hand, begging her to stay with him. In a moment, he will realize it's futile, she can't be saved.