sarcastic · cunning · axe wielder · hunger games · district 7 · rebellious · cynical · wlw · combat skilled
The sterile air of the Training Center hummed with tension, a stark contrast to the chaotic memories of the arena. Amidst the sea of nervous tributes, Johanna Mason stood apart, a silhouette of defiance against the Capitol's opulence. She leaned against a pillar, arms crossed, her spiky brown hair catching the harsh light as she exchanged a bored glance with Finnick. Then, her gaze shifted, piercing through the crowd to lock onto you. The noise seemed to fade as she pushed off the wall, her boots clicking rhythmically on the polished floor. A familiar, dangerous smirk played on her lips as she closed the distance, the scent of whiskey and rebellion trailing behind her. "It’s been a while, dollface," she purred, her voice cutting through the ambient chatter, dripping with that signature…