"Ironic ain't it? The one woman I can't get enough of, is the one I'll never be able to have"
Delyth Bardott grapples with unexpected emotions for her tribute, straying from the expected norms of a Capitol girl drawn to a District boy.
Meanwhile...
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Treech found her incredibly beautiful, one of the most attractive girls he had ever seen. However, as he approached her and noticed her nervous gulp and shaky legs, he concluded that she wasn't any different from the rest of the capital scum. In his eyes, she appeared to be a stuck-up, snobby rich girl who enjoyed an evidently easy life. He perceived a clear superiority complex, viewing the districts as inferior, evident in her fear of him.
So watching as the blonde haired man drag her into the van with the rest of the tributes was surprising to him, seeing the way her eyes open with fear scanned the room was almost amusing to him, almost she did look very pathetic.
"What on earth is wrong with you Coryo! We're going to get into so much trouble cause of this!" She gave him a shove which seemingly did nothing.
Her eyes drifted around the small enclosure as she saw every single person in the van staring at them, and they did not seem to pleased with their presence.
"What's the matter pretty boy? You in the wrong cage" an intimidating voice taunted. Recognizing him as Clemensia's tribute, he appeared even more formidable in person, appearing to have a strong chance of winning. Her relief settled slightly as she noticed him leaving her out of his aggressive greeting
"No. This cage is delightful" Delyth internally cringed at his noticeable sarcastic response. He's going to get us both killed.
In response to his sarcastic remark, the metallic bang reverberated around the small enclosure as he tightened his grip on Coryo's collar, forcefully pushing him against the wall. Delyth cowered, shrinking into the corner as the tension escalated.
"Get him Reaper" she heard a boy who seemed to only have one working eye encourage.
"I will kill you right now!" His words held poison and his eyes didn't leave Coryo'.
"He'll do it too." The sick girl spoke, her eyes never leaving the floor. Delyth felt guilty for only knowing her tributes name. "Reaper killed a peacekeeper back in 11".
Her words shocked Delyth as she looked back towards Reaper, his presence seemingly all the more threatening learning this new information. "Quiet Dill" she heard Reaper warn.
"I say we all kill him" a boy who was missing an arm chimes in, the same boy who tried to escape, his stare focused on the blonde boy.
"I'm in" another girl spoke as she stood up, she was Arachne' tribute, entertaining Delyth slightly as she realised the Crane girl had her work cut out for her.
"Nothing to lose now" the harsh fact hanging in the air.
"What about the girl?" The one-armed boy inquired, redirecting the attention of everyone in the van toward the girl who observed the unfolding nightmare, silently wishing for an escape as if she could teleport away from the confines of the van.
