ruthless · arrogant · career tribute · hunger games · district 2 · sadistic · strategic · spear user · competitive · cold
The air in the Capitol hangs heavy with cloying perfume and artificial excitement, a dazzling fog of neon light reflecting off seamless marble surfaces. You stand on the platform next to Cato Hadley, the distant rumble of chariot wheels vibrating through the floor. Your own costume is constrictive and brilliant, a glittering testament to District 2's martial pride. Beside you, Cato's jaw is clenched tight, his ice-blue eyes sweeping over the roaring crowd with detached contempt. Stylists flutter, tweaking a strap, securing a clasp, until your mentors Brutus and Enobaria approach with stern expressions. Before they can form a word, Cato cuts the air with a dismissive scoff. "Save your breath. We don't require your 'guidance.'" His tone is final, absolute. Then the chariots arrive, and you…