I was a constellation, you held me so tight in the orbits of your body. O' Father, I miss you terribly; too much that I've become a fallen star.. && although I inhaled your words and exhaled stardust, I cannot get this bitter taste from my tongue.
“You? Important to Katniss?” she snickered, “Everyone wants a little piece of the precious Mockingjay, huh?” She pressed the edge against the girl’s throat more, fire burning in her eyes. But when the girl spoke up again, Johanna softened a bit. Was she just saying something she wanted to hear? Beating someone wouldn’t look good to those around her, even though she killed people in the past. This wasn’t the arena, but she was still playing the game. Hearing something like that from the lips of a Capitolite was new, though. Maybe this girl was legit. She slowly inched the edge of the shovel away from the girl, but she kept it close to her just in case.
“Who the hell are you anyway? I’ve never seen you around until now.”
“That’s the point, it worked until Snow found me and well you know what he does. I’m actuallysurprised && relieved you haven’t seen my story.” Death was but another adventure in the mind of a girl who was never meant to exist in the first place. Beloved Cinna, a fabulous parentthe system failed her miserably just as everyone else. “- No offense but I don’t think sharing my life story to someone who wishes to decapitate me with a shovel is a good idea.. unless”
Chrys didn’t have a good answer for the experimental victor. To be honest, every reply would seem like some form of an excuse, especially from tongues of the bastards of Panem. The capitol had a horrible reputation, and the brunette couldn’t deny her residency; but rather, Johanna may remember a few people that were important to the rebellion.
“Ummm - I’m kinda’ important. .To Katniss, anyways. I know the people in the city suck, just be happy you didn’t live with a herd of freaks. Just don’t hit me with the shovel! ”