☻32nd Games: Post-Finale☻ //Theme: https://youtube/watch?v=P5vguMSFwxQ Once bright, a pair of tired brown eyes stare into a clean, untouched mirror. Inhaling quietly, as if trying to remain unheard despite the vacancy of the room, a nervous Snorlypuff ran a hand down his smooth face. Although his breathing was fast, it contradicted his rather slow movements, as if he had all the time in the world. Looking into the mirror, the boy- rather, the man- could barely recognize himself, opening his mouth slightly as if to gasp. No longer was the skin guarded by tons of makeup, leaving the face of a fairly young man seemingly in his thirties thanks to the magic of plastic surgery, the expenses reserved for only the most wealthy of Capitol citizens. Des Interrupting the near-silence, portions of an old song played through as the ringtone of a phone. Its my destiny. Looking down, Snorlypuff read the name Charlotte on a simple, relatively old, mobile phone. In a world we must defend. Taking it up just before it sent to voicemail, Snorlypuff took up the phone after a moment of decision, flipping it open and holding it to his ear. Hello? His voice was still high-pitched, but lower than usual. The number of countless surgeries made him into a completely new person. In terms of physical appearance that is. Asking as if he didnt know who the caller was, he held his breath, waiting for her response. Kasimer, Charlotte speaks, almost as if it were a new word to her. Kasimer Thane. Congratulations!!! he said, picking his voice back up normalcy, just before dropping it again. Took you long enough. Ryanne I assume? Correct, she says, her voice firm, but hollow. Thankfully she and Sienna survived with a pancake landing, the hovercraft not blown up due to a bad shot. Those few months of training did her well. Good to know, he says with a smile, looking at himself in the mirror as he talks, watching his chapped lips form each word. And just the same, Im thankful that Ryders alive! Jennifer may be good at gymnastics and untying herself, but her close combat skills are below average. He continues talking, giggling a bit at the calmness of the conversation. Good he survived, and its good he took Saoirse. I knew the rebel idea would come in handy! Charlotte holds silent for a moment, and a new voice picks up. Snorlypuff, Kasimer, whoever the hell you are, Nova says. Were going to find you. Youll be dead fast. That may be true, he says, pulling into his pocket and pulling out a butterfly knife, twirling it in his hands with superb skill and ease. But youll be dead faster. Sounds something like Timothy mightve said, Kasimer says. Yknow, before he got shot. And a moment of pause, for dramatic effect. You killed Timothy. The words come out in complete disbelief, yet are firm, being the sudden realization that it is. I would start saying my goodbyes now, my dearest Nova, he says. He looks down to a watch, programmed to move with the heartbeat of the individual. Youre running out of time. If that is so, then goodbye...Snorlypuff. No, no, well be seeing each other again, Kasimer/Snorlypuff reassures, his watch ticking faster as he sticks his knife into the mirror, making a sudden cracking sound. Taking it out, he places it on the counter, then prying out a shard. I intend to right all wrongs. But the only thing that can glue broken glass together is the blood of all wrongdoers. Soon, our country shall be fixed, and our nation reborn! Seeing that Nova had already hung up, Snorlypuff placed it beside the knife, and began to pry out more glass shards from the mirror. The watch ticked faster and he became careless in his actions, but did not care as his hands were further cut. Slowly, he placed the pieces together, moving them slowly as if working a puzzle. Happy birthday, Panem, he whispered quietly. Soon you will receive your gift of peace. The glass pieces now fit loosely into the shape of a full heart, each shard tainted with a bit of his blood. But that requires some sacrifices. Scooping up the shards and putting them in his pocket, he pulled out a more high-tech device. Turning it on and pressing a few buttons, five red dots came up, with the names of Charlotte Frost, Nova Borealis, Jennifer Hart, Sienna Despacho, and Ryanne Kane. And as your future leader, I am willing to make them. For you. For me. For who we were, and for who we will be.
Posted on: Thu, 04 Dec 2014 05:15:52 +0000
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