Missed out on apping to a game thanks to writing his app.

[districttwo]

..Distracting? me?

Well of course. You should always back a winner.

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[not_like_the_rest]

Pretty sure you died.

[districttwo]

...Game's not over yet.

[apparently. How weird is that.]

[not_like_the_rest]

Whatever lets you sleep at night, kid.

[districttwo]

It's the truth.

[not_like_the_rest]

[RUFFLES YOUR HAIR.]

[districttwo]

[He'll just-shove at and then retract his hands and fold them quickly behind him.]

Training arena's always open.

[not_like_the_rest]

[Laughs. That was a good choice.] You still want those tips, kid?

[districttwo]

...I'm always up for listening to advice from a...distinguished mentor.

[not_like_the_rest]

One tip for the dead. Go for the joints, hitting them in the opposite direction of the way they normally go. Going right for the kill is a waist of time. Disable first.

[districttwo]

[that is amazing advice.]

Recommend a weapon or just hand-to-hand?

[not_like_the_rest]

[grins.]

I said one tip, not two.

[districttwo]

[He'll just wonder if you are all insane you mentors.]

I'll get creative.

[not_like_the_rest]

That's the best way to do.

[She pokes at his biceps] Very nice.

[districttwo]

[Cato's built like a tank. He flinches.] peace keeper and tribute training.

[not_like_the_rest]

It did your body good. [laughs. Johanna is far stronger then she looks, but she's not going to stand there and flex for him.]

Well, May the odds ever be in your favor~

[districttwo]

and you to ma'am.

[prettyknives]

Exactly. Don't listen to that woman.

[districttwo]

[The smallest hint of a smile, the only thanks he can give.] Thanks Clove.

[prettyknives]

It's no fun without you, Cato. [that's her way of saying she misses you]

[districttwo]

Where are you at? [he misses you too] And you had better still be fighting. If I get this I'm coming back and killing twelve. Finally. Before anything goes wrong.

[prettyknives]

Some stupid castle. And... I've had to change the game a little. The odds aren't in my favor yet.

[districttwo]

Another district or another group of players?

[prettyknives]

I'm pretty sure Katniss and her friends warned everyone what a bad girl I am. Though with everyone distracted by the recent murder, this could be a good time to make a move.

[districttwo]

[His brow furrows] Now's the only time to make a move to get and gut all of them. How many does she have?

[prettyknives]

Three victors, lover boy, her stylist, that little girl from Eleven... And I don't know how many allies she's made since she got here.

But a lot of people know about the Games and given how riled up they get about one death, I don't think they'd be fans.

[districttwo]

Shit.

...Discredit twelve maybe? I know she's got the sympathy angle going for her but you could think of something.

[prettyknives]

I'm working on it. You know I can be clever.

[districttwo]

You're the smart one.

I wish I could help you but my writer has her hands full. There are others here too. Some half-assed ex-peacekeeper and some psycho.

[prettyknives]

...I've been on my own so far. [she wants to be strong and prove she can handle this, but she still misses him. They were a good team]

[districttwo]

[she was the little sister that left behind man.] District Two should be ruling that castle.

[prettyknives]

I'm going to beat them, Cato. I promise.

[districttwo]

You'd better.

[It's encouragement-but also a decree. she'd better. Or else.]

[prettyknives]

[she gets serious; she doesn't want to let him down] I will.

[glam_glimmer]

Hello, Cato.

[districttwo]

[His gaze is almost wolfish] Hey Glimmer.

[glam_glimmer]

[Grins. She knows that look.]

You look well. [She's playing along for now though. She's armed with a weapon she can ACTUALLY use this time. Poison.]

[districttwo]

[Cato's weaponless for the moment. he's got his hands and he figures if he can be fast enough.

All the same. They can have a little fun.] Same as you. your writer sticking you somewhere?

[glam_glimmer]

[Glimmer would not be opposed to fun.]

Yeah, I'm supposed to be going where Clove is. She just figured out how to write the app. What about you?

[districttwo]

[Neither would he.] I'm going to this space barge. If I make it off of it I get to live again and another chance at twelve.

[Cato's going to lastvoyages for some severe funtimes. His writer is cruel.]

[glam_glimmer]

[Grins a little, moving a bit closer. How about a touch to your arm, Cato? a light teasing one.]

Make it a brutal death.

[districttwo]

[He'll be leaning towards her with his hands flat. If he needs to he can spin her away then before the poison hits.]

I'm going to give the crowds a show.

[glam_glimmer]

[Someone has her ring back~ She leans closer, her hand moving up his arm to resting against his cheek.]

It's nice to see you again. [Implying it's also nice to touch you again.]

[districttwo]

[One dramatic turn, one hand on her hip, another on the back of her neck.]

...It's wonderful to see you too Glimmer.

[glam_glimmer]

[Well, with that hand on her neck she would be dead in an instant if he wanted it, so Glimmer goes with just enjoying the attention. She kisses him, closing her eyes in a submissive move as she lets her lips linger to show she's not in the mood to try anything.]

You're my last happy memory. [She smiles up at him.]

[districttwo]

[His return kiss is long and sweet and deep. He missed you Glimmer.]

....You're the last good thing I saw in the arena. [His hand encircles her waist] Where are you now?

[glam_glimmer]

[Glimmer's cheeks warm with that kiss. After the tracker jackers, this was simply wonderful. She rests her head against his chest, listening for his heart beat. She rests her hands on his chest, rubbing the fabric of his shirt between her fingers.]

No place specific right now. My writer is finally serious about the app though. A place called Paradise. She wants me to keep Clove company.

[she looks up at him.] But I want to be with you.