aperture | kiah {blitz}
Oct 7, 2020 11:42:58 GMT -5
Post by pup on Oct 7, 2020 11:42:58 GMT -5
The blade slides out of the plastic mannequin, cherry red liquid dripping onto the metal. It was fake, everything here was. Just a distraction, a meaningless time waster to allow the Capitol to pawn off merchandise with our faces plastered on them.
They don't actually care if we're trained or not, they just want to put up a front. It's just like the glittery ornaments adorning our residencies here, like the bright cupcakes on the train. It was all distraction so we don't focus on the cameras watching us at all times from every corner.
I stab the dummy again, a cut forming in the center of it's abdomen. That's where I'll need to stab the people out to kill me over and over again.
As I stretch back to pull out the sword, I feel it.
A wedgie.
Ugh.
Holding the sword in my left hand, I reach down with my right to behind me and pull to fix the discomfort.
Turning around to make sure no one noticed, I almost jumped when I saw the camera from across the room pointed right at me. My heart started beating faster, this random kid has a video of me pulling out a wedgie.
Checking to make sure no one else was around me, I narrowed my eyes and marched over to him.
My whisper cut harshly at the boy, "Dude, what the hell. Delete that right now."
I don't know who this kid is, but if he doesn't delete that video I know who I'll need to target first to get out of the arena.
They don't actually care if we're trained or not, they just want to put up a front. It's just like the glittery ornaments adorning our residencies here, like the bright cupcakes on the train. It was all distraction so we don't focus on the cameras watching us at all times from every corner.
I stab the dummy again, a cut forming in the center of it's abdomen. That's where I'll need to stab the people out to kill me over and over again.
As I stretch back to pull out the sword, I feel it.
A wedgie.
Ugh.
Holding the sword in my left hand, I reach down with my right to behind me and pull to fix the discomfort.
Turning around to make sure no one noticed, I almost jumped when I saw the camera from across the room pointed right at me. My heart started beating faster, this random kid has a video of me pulling out a wedgie.
Checking to make sure no one else was around me, I narrowed my eyes and marched over to him.
My whisper cut harshly at the boy, "Dude, what the hell. Delete that right now."
I don't know who this kid is, but if he doesn't delete that video I know who I'll need to target first to get out of the arena.
яose
