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things worse than death | svet&dyno | day 2 leisure Mar 3, 2023 1:06:16 GMT -5

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Post by Tom on Mar 3, 2023 1:06:16 GMT -5

Ink swells in a storm of his own creation. Death lingers on the lines in-between his story, lingering pieces of a tale still being spun. Duke Nixton died because of Dyno Moreno. The call had been his own. The water was the best idea he'd had in keeping the odds in their favor, but all of that came crashing down with Dorothy Hope. Gritting his teeth, the disappointment is heavy. The irony of feeling like he's responsible, but also knowing he was going to take all the life from Duke Nixton by the end of the games is a warring feeling in his head. Shaking all of that away with the water, he pulls Svetlana back to the shallower part of the pond. Orange and white fish swarming away from their splashing bodies as Dyno grits his teeth.

"I keep my promises." The smirk on his lips is filled with the trickling blood from his wound, the taste of metal burns through his lips with his grin. Swinging his foot up, he collides with her weapon knocking it away from them. Grinning from where he stands, he tosses his katana to the other side before speaking once more with the same ferocity he'd had before. "Do you?" The thrum of his own heart in his ears is all he hears as he circles her for a second. Like a predator who's got his prey where he wants them, but he's smart enough to know Svetlana Forrester isn't some weak tribute here. No, he'd seen her as a threat since their spar. Forresters were a cult of a family with plenty of ferocity of their own, but Dyno Moreno was born to kill. Born to kill all who oppose him.

"Don't you see, Svet? You're going to just be another name. Another forgotten soul in the arena." The tension is there for him. The air feels as if it's halted for them as the sound of water is barely in his ears as he continues. "There is not foreshadowing for me. I know where my story is going. I've known since I was born. You are just another footnote in my story. A name to remember when they tell my story." A laugh falls from his lips as he rushes her once more, this time trying to put all of his weight onto her and knock her over. He wants to have the edge, the advantage, and he wants to be in control. This story is his and his alone. Even if he has to beat the ink into his own scrawl, he'll always swing hard.

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things worse than death | svet&dyno | day 2 leisure Mar 3, 2023 1:41:22 GMT -5

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Post by ryan on Mar 3, 2023 1:41:22 GMT -5

she is pulled from the pond, but not far enough that her alliance isnt in the vicinity. its rare for her to be alone with a boy. she would never waste the word, man, on dyno because he didnt act like one. she couldnt help but sigh to herself as he made sure that he would have his way in all of this. he was just another career that thought he was trying to prove a point. svet had half a mind to take her shot and slice his head off from his body. however, he had pulled with such force that both of their weapons had fallen to the wayside.

"promises are made to be broken dyno." he is quick to retort and she is just as quick. she knew the spiel all too well at this point. this is his chance to go on a diatribe for the capitol to see, and maybe he would get some sort of sponsor to look at him like he was the top of the pyramid. the apex predator so to speak. svet just laughed to herself.

he couldnt even kill a girl from seven.

"i plan on keeping mine." she smirked at him, breaking her wrist free enough to create a little space between them. svet already made one promise to the district, and she was hell bent on making sure that she saw it through. shes just as tough as dyno, and she had a feeling that he knew that. that is why he was threatened by her presence. she wasnt sure what all of this was, but the show would probably be good for both of them. so maybe it was best for her to at least go along.

he began on a typical career tirade that made svet feel a little awkward. he had all this dreams that he talked about, but svet had a feeling that unless he got really lucky, he wasnt going to realize any of them. she was not one to crush dreams, because she understood the beauty of such a thing, however, being realistic with dyno was probably what got her in this situation to begin with. "forgotten soul?" she laughed at that one. "cut the crap dyno, you dont have to prove anything to me." she is not one to deal with people talking down to her like she isnt right in front of them. "its okay to admit you are scared. even of me." svet decided that maybe humanizing him might be a good idea.

"i am destined for greater things dyno. i am no footnote in someone's story. i am the force to be reckoned with. the reason for change." svet can feel the tension in the air. she then is tackled to the ground by dyno moreno and she grinned. "you are delusional..." he felt his weight on top of her, but she isnt phased by it. she used her arm to grab him by the neck pressing with force as she thrusted her right hip and used her left hand to spring her up from the position. she had rolled on top of him, her hand still firmly on his neck.

"i am the reality ready to come crashing down."

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things worse than death | svet&dyno | day 2 leisure Mar 3, 2023 2:30:27 GMT -5

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Post by Tom on Mar 3, 2023 2:30:27 GMT -5

"Promises are made to be broken Dyno."

The grin on his lips widens even more as he enjoys the ferocity given back to him. The anger still resides beneath all of him, but he enjoys the feeling of someone giving as much as he gives. The rising feeling of someone who's on a similar level as him, but Svetlana would never be on his level. No, she was beneath him in many ways. Weaker by her home and her legacy. Svetlana would never live up to Vargen Forrester or the others. Instead, she is just another interesting tribute in a sea of empty faces. A forgotten soul who's begging to stay afloat. A laugh wants to break from his lips, but instead he waits with his cunning stare.

As she plans to keep her own, he watches with a curiosity, but also the same fervor as before. Her own eyes were as cold as his own could be, but he saw the fire there. The ferocity it takes to be strong. Dyno Moreno didn't make mistakes. No, he made plans. Duke Nixton is just a smudge on his well laid plans. She speaks with words that're meant to scar, to destroy, and to disrupt, but he's better than that. Crap? Oh none of this was crap. His words aren't false. While Svetlana may believe in whatever gods her cult says are real, Dyno knew the reality. No gods or magic or whatever the Forresters believed in could ever beat fate. Dyno Moreno was fated for the crown. Born for it. No one would ever stop him.

Fear. A laugh echoes from his throat at her words. Svetlana would never scare him. No, even those who were on his level never scared him. Dyno loved a challenge. A level to beat. All of his dreams are to break the boundaries against all adversaries. Challenge leads to growth and Dyno had been challenged all of his life. Change. A laughable thought. Svetlana couldn't change anything. No, this was all apart of his grand plan for the crown itself. No one will get in his way. Not even Svetlana Forrester. As his body covers hers, he keeps his hands planted by her sides, his eyes focusing on her as he smiles wide. Delusional. That's what she thinks of him. Leaning in closer, so his breath is warm against her ear as he keeps his eyes blank.

"The only delusional one is you, Svet."

Soon enough, he's pushed over. Water skittering next to his body as he smiles back at Svetlana. Her hand on his throat as he stares back at her. The words on her lips don't do anything other than show him that she's delusional in all of this. Letting her take control for just a second, he lets the excitement of the struggle come over him. His words slip out even more with a razor sharp edge to them. "You are destined to fall into a grave. You wish to be the one to topple me down. You dream of the day you could get the better of me. You are nothing more than another intense girl from seven." Pushing back up, he pulls himself off the ground, gripping Svetlana's hand. His eyes focused on her as he goes.

"If you wanted to be rough, you just had to ask, svet."

The change in his words are just for a second as he pushes her off of him, clambering up for a second as he continues. "You are no Jacinta Salazar." The words are meant to be venomous, but Dyno knew she wouldn't care about the past. The past is for the dead to care about. For the weaklings to worry about. "I am not scared of you. I don't fear anything. You wish to take me down, then come and get it. You can't handle me." Swinging this time, he punches towards her face hoping to leave some sort of pretty bruise behind. A mark to show that he's always going to be there. A memory of his words for her to be stuck with.

"C'mon. Show me your worth, Svet."

Like ink on a page, he swivels fast, striking once more this time for the stomach.

"Let me show you your reality, Forrester."

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