Of Hearts & Spades // [Hammeron]
Jul 19, 2015 13:48:18 GMT -5
Post by Baby Wessex d9b [earthling] on Jul 19, 2015 13:48:18 GMT -5
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CIRCE LYON | |
Orion guides them around the burning scrap heap. Every step is heavier. More then once she stumbles into him, relying on the steady grip of his hand to keep her from becoming entangled with burning metal. Every few steps she turns her face to the dome, scanning. The Word she coiled with gold and crystal is long gone, and suddenly it seems a good a time as any. "I killed her, you know. Not Lily. I killed La Torre." Her breathing is shallow. She flips over a sheet of aluminium, clearing a path for him, avoiding his eyes. "With her own gun." It's the truth and a warning. She disentangles herself from him one clenched finger at a time. When she stumbles away, her vision is blurred, the water one blink from falling. But she doesn't blink. She kicks burning pieces of metal together into a sort of bonfire. Beyond the sound of combat boots on metal, she can hear him breathing. Just breathing. Just there. "Why haven't you left yet?" she asks quietly as she squats in front of the fire. She's not cold and yet she's frozen. She is matted hair and bloodied skin and hollowed out bones. All at once she cannot even stand being in her own body. Circe puts broken nails to duct tape, peeling it back from her fingers, taking skin and more with it. Even though it burns, she takes every sticky piece, plucking from her wrists, then her neck and skewed jaw, all around her eyes and to the edge of her hairline. The exposed skin is pale and raw, the bruises on full display. She looks to Orion, her constant mirror, to ask if there's any part of Circe Lyon left when she hears the chime of sponsorship. She doesn't even look at it; there's nothing she could deserve after today. | |
district 2 female of the 70th Hunger Games |
[Circe receives baby wipes from sponsorship and divides up the various bags she's collected.]
[She attempts to catch a Word.]
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[She attempts to catch a Word.]
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