thegames

[polyturtle]

I've told you. I've told you repeatedly and you don't seem to believe me. And then you're surprised when I pick up that weapon.

What's done is done. There is no going back. Nothing and no one can change what I am now. What I've always been meant to be. I just never realized it until recently.

I'll only tell you one more time, mun. From here in out, its on you if sonething bad happens.

Stay out of my way.

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[notmakingsense]

[He's not afraid of you, Don. Or your new attitude.

He flies down to face the turtle directly, grininng as smugly as possible. He's been through this a thousand times.]

Try me.

[polyturtle]

[Only a thousand times?]

Meet me in Panem, then. Come to the Games. There's no purpose doing anything here.

[notmakingsense]

[Only the ones he remembers.]

Hmm, maybe I will. One day.

But that barbaric game is much more suited to you... fighter types. I'm more of a thinker.

You know, like you used to be.