No {pain} No {gain} {Cato | Blitz}

.: CHASKE PARKS :.
{district nine : 69th tribute}

One thing I've learned since I arrived. Don't trust anyone. Someone can say something to your face, and the moment you're away from them, they'll say something else. Fucking two-faced hypocrites, but at the same time I don't blame them. Death has been placed before us all, and in the end nobody will care. Whoever dies will be forgotten like the rest of those who've fallen. My goal is to make sure that Chaske Parks never goes unnoticed. For me to reach that goal, I'm willing to do whatever it takes. Killing people won't bother me. Chance said I did it once. He said I killed father, but I don't believe him despite waking up with blood covering me and finding a huge mess in the hall.

Today is different. Tomorrow will be different. Each day from here on out isn't anything like it should be. Blood will be shed, and I'll remember it. Every ounce of blood flowing through a body will spread across the ground painting it a crimson color. Oh I can't wait to feast. We'll feast alright. We'll feast. I take a deep breath while tightening my grip on the sword. It's not a weapon of choice. It's too long, and it takes more strength to use whereas something small, like a knife, can be used up close. It'll allow someone the chance to make a move without extending an arm so far out someone else could remove it.

And I see him. A brutal looking career. One I want to fuck with.

"Well, well, well, look who it is. A guy who's too fucking big for his britches."