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and a swelling rage. annie blitz! Aug 13, 2019 0:41:14 GMT -5

Post by jj jenkins d7. ✨ zozo. on Aug 13, 2019 0:41:14 GMT -5

indi krigel.

She leaves the house red-faced and screaming "FUCK YOU MOM," slamming the shitty front door of their shitty little house before she can hear her mother's manic reaction.

It's just teen angst at its peak, fifteen - nearly sixteen - and India fully believes what she has always believed: she can do whatever the fuck she wants. Because she's Leon Krigel's daughter, albeit estranged, and who gives a fuck if she hasn't seen her Dad in years? She certainly doesn't.

It's why she doesn't bother to go to her father's house in the Victor's Village. The triplet knows it's probably abandoned and even if it wasn't, she wouldn't be invited in.

Rapping on an identical door oncetwicethree-four times, Indi clears her throat and cranes her neck to peer through a curtain-drawn window.

"HEL-LO?!" she heaves, lungs still heavy from her latest blow-up. "A-NNIE? ARE YOU IN THERE?"

Her voice is a sing-song, irritable and impatient. Maybe if she tried the door handle-

A shit-eating grin splits across her jaw as her hand turns clockwise and something clicks open, success. One moment later and she was stepping through the front door of Four's latest darling with ease. Who knew her shiny-new house would be so inviting?

Pity her own father's wasn't the same.

“and men said that the blood of the stars flowed in her veins.”

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and a swelling rage. annie blitz! Aug 19, 2019 1:31:21 GMT -5

Post by ryan on Aug 19, 2019 1:31:21 GMT -5

Annie was in the middle of teaching herself how to cook.

She hadn’t given herself much time since she had won the games back then, and seeing as she needed to be the capitol darling for so long, and her stint with alcohol, she had put it on the back burner.

She wanted more from her life now that she was getting older, and bottle wasn’t helping her with that in the slightest.

She had a couple fish that she had caught by swimming through the ocean and grabbing as she came up. It was hard having to hold them above the water in order to watch the life drain out of them, but she already had killed once, so what was killing again to her?

Nothing. If she was being honest.

She started to slice the fish and clean it as she was taught by her mother. It was one of the memories that she had held onto, and one of the skills that she was quite happy to still have from her childhood. Of course, Angel had always been better at cleaning the fish, but Annie usually didn’t have much complaints from anyone that did get the chance to eat her food.

Most of the time, it was Angel and Wander, and while she wasn’t sure if they were just being kind, she chose to ignore it.

As she finished the first filet, she heard the door creak open. Her knife in hand. ”Wander?” She spoke out loud, confused as to who would be walking into her place at this time.

She needed to learn to keep her doors locked.

However, she heard the sound of a girl, and Annie was even more confused. ”I’m in the kitchen.” she said, realizing that the only person that it could actually be was one of the Krigels. At least, at this time of day.

She hadn’t met all of them yet, even though they were neighbors.

Annie had been busy.

She put down the knife and walked out of the kitchen, a towel in her hands now as she cleaned parts of the fish off her hands. ”Can I help you?” she said with a soft smile, something she didn’t give people often.