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glimmering . nyte . blitz Feb 1, 2016 0:44:56 GMT -5

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Post by flyss on Feb 1, 2016 0:44:56 GMT -5

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Quadrys Lexig

H E I R T O T H E L E X I G T H R O N E

Today is the day that I realised that I could be loved- "He wasn't our son; he belonged to everyone."

There's only so much time that you can spend at the melee station before you're given dirty looks by both the instructors and tributes alike. Sure, I know what I'm doing there, but that's the problem, isn't it? I should be working on new things, like camouflage or first aid or even stealth; but again, I feel myself captivated by the bare familiarity of weights and the leather caress of the bench press. With a defeated sigh, I approach them both and grab a set, putting 100 on each side of the bar to start and beginning to straddle the seat. If it hadn't have been for the feeling of eyes on my back, perhaps I would have done what I did last night and simply go solo. But the pointed vision pierces my head and with a roll of my eyes, I scan for the nearest non-occupied, non-tribute that I can find.

From a few feet away, stands a man dressed in seemingly plan clothes but with a demeanor that's not as if he's about to be slaughtered. I decide from this, that he must not be a tribute- ~~of course I could be wrong, but aren't most of them.. y'know?? preparing not to die right now?~~ and with raised eyebrows and a small smirk, I call out to him. "Hey- yo. Could you spot me, dude?" I'm not sure if he hears me, but I wait and tap my fingers on the padding between my legs anyway. Now's not the time to be independent, I can't help but think to myself as I watch the man with half-hearted gaze. That's for the arena, Quadrys.

Because everybody dies.

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"I could have been so much more than just Neptune.
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glimmering . nyte . blitz Feb 1, 2016 1:06:16 GMT -5

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Post by maverick hale 🌧️ d5 [nyte] on Feb 1, 2016 1:06:16 GMT -5

VEPAR AZRAEL.

and you
were always faster than me
i'll never
catch up with you

I wear gloves to hide the shame. Two scars burned bright into my flesh, long lines drawn down wrists and they are a shadow to which there is no escape. There is no surgery to rid myself of this puckered, irritated flesh. Ugly and red and nothing like the well-put together facade that I have so perfected. Only Venus knows of the night I hit rock bottom, locked myself in the bathroom and tried to make myself nothing but a memory and an empty shell.

This uniform aids me well, white gloves reaching up to my forearms as I stand straight and silent. A talent I must have picked up from observing how well Sun turned himself into the meekest and most pathetic of creatures with only the slouch of broad shoulders and the aversion of one's gaze. Sun, perhaps, is the most talented avox I have ever met. Able to hide crimsons and navies, pinks and purples and greens behind the the grayest of atmospheres.

I am not so good at that, but perhaps I am good enough, as no one has noticed I am their reaper dressed as another pig for slaughter. "Could you spot me, dude?" and my smile cannot be hidden beneath swollen lips, I enjoy this informality far too much, as the title Sir and Gamemaker Azrael grow tiring after so long. I do not yearn to be feared and respected but liked and trusted. An odd trait for a gamemaker perhaps, but qualities that got me here nonetheless.

"Of course." Quadrys Lexig. His name is trapped beneath my lips, hidden by my smile as I wrap cotton-stained fingers around the bar. Capricious was more than thrilled the name of one of her pets had appeared in yet another list of dying children. "How is the capitol treating you, sir? Everything to your liking? Because it can be changed, if not."

oh i
can feel them
coming for me

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glimmering . nyte . blitz Feb 1, 2016 1:41:51 GMT -5

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Post by flyss on Feb 1, 2016 1:41:51 GMT -5

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Quadrys Lexig

H E I R T O T H E L E X I G T H R O N E

Today is the day that I realised that I could be loved- "He wasn't our son; he belonged to everyone."

The man obliged to my request and soon made his way over, a simple "of course." accommodating his gloved fingertips' gentle grasp of the bar. He seemed nice enough, but aren't all of the servants and avoxes required to be as much? Kindness can be forged, as I would know from my years of training, but he isn't the one who I should be worrying about. Frankly, I shouldn't be worried about anyone here. The careers didn't even look like much, and that pleased me to some degree, although scout- with her 'sadistic-like' attitude- did strike some vague warning into my bones. None-the-less, I took place on my back and refocused my attention on the man who was now above me.

"How is the capitol treating you, sir? Everything to your liking?" I nodded slightly as he continued to speak and moved my hands to the bar as I had so many times before. Neither of us knew each other's name, but I would ask that later after I had answered his questions. "Because it can be changed, if not."

"Oh yeah- everything's been pretty chill so far." I shrugged as I moved to push the bar up and over to the front of me. With a single breath and the formation that I had been taught, the bar and weights were lifted effortlessly and placed back into the holder as I adjusted my gripped gloves to match the weight. Velcro unsnapped and snapped once again, and I took the moment to finish my thought. "Slightly less glamourous than on the TVs," I laughed softly to myself. "But then again, I'm not exactly here for my enjoyment." Picking the press up again, I took a few more reps, readjusting my fists each time with the simple twist of wrist once my arms were at full extension. With a soft swallow, I brought the mass down to my chest and back up again, my voice breaking through my timed breathing and blinks.

"I'm going to win, you know." Again, up and down. "And then maybe I'll get to see it like you guys do."

With the void of speech, I focus on moving it all back and to where the contraption had begun. I would add more weights in a second, and after picking up the waterbottle which rested on the floor beside me, I took a sip and looked up to the man.

Because everybody dies.

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"I could have been so much more than just Neptune.
I could have been a whole damn
galaxy."

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glimmering . nyte . blitz Feb 3, 2016 2:47:00 GMT -5

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Post by maverick hale 🌧️ d5 [nyte] on Feb 3, 2016 2:47:00 GMT -5

VEPAR AZRAEL.

and you
were always faster than me
i'll never
catch up with you

Confidence is good. It shows potential, a will to survive. You will not make it the arena without at least a little self-assurance. The need to get out of this alive, a reason to keep on trying. Confidence is good, but what he says brings a frown to my lips, tilting my head and sending my thoughts to about a thousand places at once. I haven't thought that far ahead. Realized that I am not a reaper for twenty-four, but twenty-three. Someone will with our games, my games. They will face every obstacle we had set in their way and they will survive.

Who do I want that to be? Out of these twenty-four names, who do I want to be forever tied to? I don't have a choice in the matter. Perhaps I am as powerless as they.

This boy seems overconfident, sure, but there are worse options.

"This place isn't so great." I murmur, thoughts anywhere but the conversation I am holding. "There are murderers, criminals, we have it easier than you lot obviously. But we're still very much trapped under Snow's thumb." But they don't know that. The citizens. They don't know that peacekeepers are ordered to slaughter any who disagree with his sentiment. That any show of resistance is punishable by death. To even think something different than he is a crime.

I have seen it first hand, how vicious that man can be. And now, with these games, it's my ass on the line.

And I can only pray that he is happy with the outcome.

oh i
can feel them
coming for me

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glimmering . nyte . blitz Feb 4, 2016 23:17:42 GMT -5

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Post by flyss on Feb 4, 2016 23:17:42 GMT -5

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Quadrys Lexig

H E I R T O T H E L E X I G T H R O N E

Today is the day that I realised that I could be loved- "He wasn't our son; he belonged to everyone."

The man- whose name I have yet to learn- seems to lose his thoughts in the midst of responding to me. He speaks, but I've done this one too many times to think any less of it.

"This place isn't so great." His voice is softer, less precise than it once was, and I set the water bottle down gently in between his words as not to interrupt him.

"There are murderers, criminals, we have it easier than you lot obviously. But we're still very much trapped under Snow's thumb."

His honesty strikes something within me; the side of the capitol that is hidden beneath the glamour is vicious, and if someone so dearly close to the President himself has the balls to admit that- whether he be a mere servant, like this man, or the gamemakers which will decide our very fates- then surely it's a larger issue than what it is made out to be.

"I guess it works both ways." Brushing off the topic, I laugh softly and stand, grabbing another two weights from the rack and placing one on each end, increasing the load in an increment of twenty. "Anyway," I say while sitting back down. "Do you have a name? I'm Quadrys Lexig of District One."

Because everybody dies.

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"I could have been so much more than just Neptune.
I could have been a whole damn
galaxy."