Adult Content Warning
This work could have adult content. If you continue, you have agreed that you are willing to see such content.
-
Tags
Summary
"Well, well." A voice from behind them all says, their presence filling the room with the sickening scent of roses. "To what do I owe the pleasure of so many Victors all here at once after the Games have ended for the day. It's not time for the post-Game Ceremony yet."
Brutus recognizes the voice, and he fights to keep a sneer from his face as he finally looks away from the blood.
"President Snow." Beetee says slowly, respectful passing, albeit with a thinly veiled hint of bitterness.
"Looking for my songbird?" Snow questions.
Argyle's expression twitches. "Your songbird...sir?"
"Chara Thistle Star." Snow clarifies, smiling eerily. "My songbird... A true shame, her wings had to be...clipped. She was such a nice little songbird. A real pity."
Snow walks forward, examining the blood splatter with that same smile. "What a lovely shade of red her blood was."
Series
- Part 46 of Oneshots
- Part 19 of The Hunger Games Works
- Part 9 of Inside The Mentor's Room
