Who Do You Think You Are?/ Axel

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Who Do You Think You Are?/ Axel Dec 17, 2013 22:33:16 GMT -5

Post by Volk on Dec 17, 2013 22:33:16 GMT -5

Dimitri was leaning on a building smoking a cigarette. He rarely smoked but ever now and then he did. He was wearing his steal toed boots, bomber jacket, and jeans. He watched as people walked by and gave him looks. Dimitri did not care he liked it. Dimitri kept smoking his cigarette slowly. He then started to walk down the street. He had no where to go so he just walked, and walked, and walked. After about a hour he decided to get some food. He then walked into a dinner that he found and sat at the counter.

As he sat there he ordered something to drink. He then looked over at a table nearby. The kids there looked rich and so snooty. Dimitri decided to ignore them. He was dressed different then everyone but so what he did not care. He sat there and got his drink and when he started to drink he noticed more eyes on him. He still kept his cool. He then decided to order some food. The women who took his order looked like she was poorer then most so Dimitri used his manners. He also smiled alot she was a nice girl. When she left after taking his order he heard a couple of the rich kids yelling comments. Dimitri had enough he stood up and walked over to the kids booth. I'm sorry do you have a problem with her? Cause if so why don't you take it up with me. If not keep your mouths shut.

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Who Do You Think You Are?/ Axel Dec 18, 2013 12:27:35 GMT -5

Post by Anna Banana on Dec 18, 2013 12:27:35 GMT -5

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Annastasia · Glory
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1. 17, Female, District 1, etc
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“You may think you're my equal, but you're insignificant to me.”

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[/size]What was I doing here with these people, I mean as much as I thought that I was one of them I just don't seem to fit in with the people I used to. It's all Remo's fault, he ruined me, made me have a conscience and feel bad for abusing people. This isn't to say that I don't enjoy messing with people still, I love to laugh at them and make them feel uncomfortable. Something about when people joined in with me and I actually heard what they were saying made me feel bad, like I needed to make up for how rude they were being. Alas, I never was nicer, but at least I felt like I should be, that has to count for something right? Then there were the people who called me out on it, there was nothing more annoying than that, if I wanted their opinion I'd ask for it.

Alright, back to the present, I'm at a party with some friends, I'll use that term loosely considering none of these bitches and bastards could ever be my friends, and we're ordering some food for out table. Naturally that meant some prick had to come in and sit down at the bar, probably to fill his tank with tons of booze and get himself drunk. If I had his looks I'd want to get drunk too, he looked like he belonged in one of the poor districts, not the glitz and glamour or District 1. Not that the serving girl had a better looking appearance but at least I knew she belonged here, I'd seen her around before, and spoken to her on a number of occasions. Naturally my "friends" decided they would point out the obvious state of things, like how we were in a better situation than them and all that. Of course this meant that the dirty guy at the bar would get involved, naturally.

He was hold though, I'd give him that, despite his large build he would not be able to stand up to a table of Careers like ours, I don't care how good he is. His words did nothing to improve my mood either, who did he think he was coming over here and telling us me that? Standing up from my table I move in front of him and jab my finger into his chest, an accusing glare in my eyes as I look over this arrogant beast. I know I'm not the most intimidating person in the world, but when I want to I can look pretty fearsome, something about the way my eyes light up in the face of a challenge, or so I'm told. Either way, no one talks to me like that, even if my friends deserved it, and maybe I do, he still had no right to call me out on any of it. He was still a Career just like us, it's what we do, we mess with each other, he's no saint.

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Who Do You Think You Are?/ Axel Dec 18, 2013 15:31:19 GMT -5

Post by Volk on Dec 18, 2013 15:31:19 GMT -5

Dimitri smirked as the girl jabbed him with a finger he looked at her with a smirk. He then picked up a bottle on the table and took a sip. He let the alcohol run down his throat he then sighed as the bottle left his mouth. He then grabbed one of the guys at the table and lifted him out of the booth by his neck. He then shoved him against the wall before throwing him to a empty table. He then shoved his face in the table. "Now you worm you will beg for my forgiveness. The man stayed silent until Dimitri through him on the floor and out his boot to his throat. The man started to say he was sorry over and over.

Dimitri let him go and through him at his group of friends. "Your kind is a plague to our District. Now keep your damn mouths shut or I will not be as nice next time Dimitri then sat back at his chair. The whole dinner was quite. Then everything returned to normal as people just did not care. Another sign of being rich. Dimitri turned back to his drink and took another swig.