nothing to fear // puppy - blitz
Jun 29, 2017 23:31:08 GMT -5
Post by Python on Jun 29, 2017 23:31:08 GMT -5
K A I S E R .
The Capitol was the place to be. Lights, cameras, monitors, holograms, skyscrapers, surpluses of food, and a sea of beautiful faces with endless possibilities; it was paradise. He had no issue stepping out of his train and posing before the crowd in all of his glory. This statuesque face was something his audience needed to memorize. He was a Fray, after all, and there was not another soul worthy enough to earn the crown.
The training center was like candy land. He could smash as many dummies as he wanted, then stuff himself with food and alcohol until he passed the fuck out. There were also twenty-three other tributes to meet. Pretty faces and tight asses to admire, and what was he to do? Be abstinent in the Capitol and focus on training?
Hell no.
He had years of that shit under his belt. A few days without practice would not hinder his abilities. He would rather focus on fun.
After ignoring his escort’s boring advice about listening to victors or whatever, he returned to the training center and inhaled the intoxicating scent of sweat and leather. Just like home, he thought. Except bigger. He had already spent nearly an hour crushing dummies with spiked clubs and battle axes, so that idea was out of the picture. It was time for something new and exciting. He glanced over at one the plant stations and scoffed.
Fuck no.
His eyes instead fell upon a dainty-looking redhead across the room. Just the pretty face he needed to see!
Consequences never crossed his mind, so he didn’t hesitate to approach.
”Hey there, ginger snap.”
