. revenge of the eggplants | tori, marisa

Teeth were absent in the District Four career's mouth. They had been for a while, as in two to three years or so, but never did they make Greenuck have an advantage in anything other than making up an excuse as to why he was "so tough." When the teeth had been knocked out, he'd been in an argument with a male at a certain Training Center, and the security guards had not been around to break up the fight. Truly, it was a miracle that one of them had not died, with all of the beautifully crafted titanium blades and quivers filled to the point where not another arrow could be jammed inside.

This new missing tooth, however, had been given the blame to none other than a dog who recently had been received as both a pet and a training use. His father, Herold, had given it to him, explaining that a friend had a litter that was needing to be gotten rid of, even though the dogs were large enough to eat a newborn. "Shit! Shit! Damn! Ow! Dog! Stupid mutt, I'll cut your fucking tail off," he audibly muttered. As his nose compressed, his mouth was slightly agape as his thumb wiped a crimson streak from his mouth.

wip-- sorry for Greenuck's language.