love language >> zeus&elysium blitz

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mr. zeus!

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Hold up, how's my hair? 

Fucking IMPECCABLE, brah! Yo, this year's been insane, absolutely wild. I just got off the phone with some television executive booking another appearance - look, I've been booked 18 hours a day since the 91st. You haven't heard from me recently, right? INSANE, swear you this I've been busy behind the scenes. It's been impossible to live up my old life style since Gamemaking, they've been working my nuts to death, dude. 

Today's pretty big, I get to see my girl, my beauty, Elysium. It's now or never in a way, with that werewolf kid winning she's bound to get caught up in the post-games wave so who knows when we'll both be free again. She's perfect to me - the way she hates humanity is hilarious to me! We've got so much in common, I'm a capitalist and she's a dictator, we've both got great hair, and our assets combined outweight the capita of District 12. What more can you REALLY ask for? 

So when I got the text to meet her at this Gala I got my ass right the fuck over. I look like a fucking IDIOT though, stumbling around looking at my phone - where the hell is she anyways? 

Yo... where's the Rumchata brah? 

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elysium carter

Dr. Carter had always been partial to the L Serum. Although Andal was not her finest work, her impeccable contribution to the Games was enough to cancel out the error. She had quite literally turned him into a monster. The ratings spoke for themselves as well - the Capitol enjoyed him, and therefore she was off the hook.

It called for celebration. Zeus was the first and only individual she texted because he was the easiest to turn to during such times. She also enjoyed keeping the press on edge. That was a side effect of working in the Capitol with a now-infamous name: people actually cared about her personal life, and she had to ensure it wasn't as boring as she wanted it to be.

She arrived at the Gala dripping in emeralds. Oddly enough, she looked forward to seeing Zeus on their little 'dates'. Outwardly, he appeared air-headed, but he was smart. Certainly smart enough to hold his own. He didn't judge her, either. Coworkers either thought of her as too ambitious, or envied her success. Zeus never mentioned such things. He was happy in his own right, and didn't need to compete with her.

When she spotted him, she raised a glass of champagne. A silent invitation.

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mr. zeus!

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Oh, oh there she is. My delicious. 

RumChata! 

I'm gleefully sipping my drink when the next most refreshing thing enters the room: her, Elysium Carter. Absolutely impossible to miss, right. The green of her dress must have been engineered to be the most brilliant color in the room. Everything about this woman piques my interest - it's rare to meet a someone who even intimidates me!

Like a damn PEON, I wait and watch until she notices me first. Do you know how often I'm left speechless? Turning around, I chug the hell out of my RumChata real quick. If I get plastered I'll be funnier, right? She'll dig it for sure, I hope- oh FUCK she's looking at me. Put it on ice Zeus, it's time to get cool. 

I clear my throat on the way to her, shuffling through the Gala to make my way. "Good afternoon, beautiful," nice, that was coherent. Good fucking JOB man let's fucking go tiger, "you look breathtaking, Dr. Carter." I quickly take my coat off and offer it to her, mostly because she'd look good in it.

"It's hard to impress me, but you've surely done it. I don't think Andal will ever truly recover," need me a freak like her for sure. 

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elysium carter

Compliments were expected. She took the coat without hesitation and draped it over her gentle shoulders. An illusion, truly. The legacy of an entire industry rested upon those shoulders, yet one would never guess in the way she decorated herself. She knew there would be cameras snapping photos of them together, and hidden microphones attempting to eavesdrop on their 'personal' conversation.

"I always do," she said.

He continued on to compliment her work in the Games. It was a partial testing grounds for her Serums - this would not be the last time anyone saw those formulas. Tributes were good entertainment as well as test subjects. Andal was a prized guinea pig, and she would be keeping tabs on him for sure.

"I'm glad you think so. Andal is an excellent reminder that District Ten should be thankful for everything we've done for them."

And yet rebellions occur anyway. Ungrateful cretins.

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mr. zeus!

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She's gorgeous and she knows it - we have so much in common! 

She loves to control and demean, I love to control and demean. She loves the systematic death of impoverished children, I love the systematic death of impoverished children. She loves pointless gala appearances, I- well, I guess I'll come. I could do without the public appearances, but at least my ass always looks great in the publicity photos. The other day Midas was like "nice glutes bro, those squats are really paying off" and my ego's been sky high since. 

"That's what I'VE been saying!" I've never thought twice of District 10 in my entire fucking life. What's even going on down there these days? Sheep attacks if Andal has anything to do with it- HA! "Why do you think we threw that Gallows boy to the careers? Storm's lucky he wasn't a double digiter or I would have done the same to that kid too," why couldn't Derecho Sinclair just kill all 23 tributes? 

"Your way of thinking is ingenius though. Here's to Searley destroying District 10, one full moon at a time," I say, raising my rumchata to her in cheers.  

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