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He nodded with a gentle smile, speaking not another word, leading her way out to Finnick, who stood twirling his trident. It clattered to the floor once his eyes found hers.

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"Thanks doll," he laughed, his voice seizing up the melodic and easy notes in its usual manner. He did not restrain his eyes from sweeping over her appreciatively, turning and taking her hand before pressing open the large brass doors to the open air hall of carriages and tributes.

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Finnick released her hand and smiled, nodding to Glimmer. "I'll take her, leave Gloss to you" his smile was bright and cocky, yet his eyes were begging and sad when he looked down at her.

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"Bren" he shook his head and blew out air swiftly, groaning. "You have to"

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Gloss's eyes fell upon her in a look of brazen hunger, his impeccable smirk appearing as he straightened, his body coated very sparsely in gold dust and diamonds. "You beautiful little goddess" he smiled slowly

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Finnick stood flirting in a corner with Brenlin, posed like a model on display. Yet his eyes never left her as Gloss smiled. "A pleasure all the same"

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He narrowed his eyes dangerously, yet when he spoke it was with a clear and calm and quiet manner. "You need not be hostile towards me" he breathed.

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"Hey...calm down...please.." He breathed near her, his jaw clenching and unclenching as his eyes held as certain worry and sorrow.

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His hard and brazen smile melted into something gentler as his massive body relaxed. He was an inch or so taller then Finnick, but his physique was massive, even when compared to the ripped fisherman. "You'll get used to it..I hope" he whispered with a gentler tone, looking down to her.

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"I'm sure Finnick thinks the same thing. If you were talking to him you'd still be getting glares" his tone had dropped sadly a bit. "I have the looks and he has the charm." He shrugged. "Thank god I don't have both"

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"Hey. I'm not the devil" he smiled and fixed her braid over her shoulder, licking his cracked lips slightly. "Not all the rumors are true...just a few" the last words came with a wink and a playful smirk, his deep voice gentle.

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"See for yourself" his breath was warm and sweet against her skin as he held her lightly by the waist, toying with her hair a moment longer. "Considering the careers?" He whispered after a long and comfortable pause

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His arm wrapped her waist in protection when she jumped as he cleared his throat. "We can talk about this later. King Triton is waiting for you" he quipped, his cape of gold fanning out behind him as he climbed his chariot, calling his sister to his side.

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"of course he did" he smiled, his voice low and cool. "Their view of the world is mangled-true. But he's not that bad" he shrugged as the chariots began to pull out.

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"Not that" he shook her off his arm and rolled his eyes, stamping his trident experimentally, the sound echoing. "Act fierce. Yet like able"

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"Don't look so scared" he ordered, stamping his trident again and smiling and waving a hordes of Capitol women began to scream, crying out to him.

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"Of course" he nodded, his sea green eyes churning over her, sizing her up. He swallowed. It would be okay. She would survive anyways.

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"And the crowd goes wild for the sea goddess of District four!! And they thought no one could share a shariot with Mr. Odair! Well, it appears this young lady has pulled it off!" Cesar's robust voice boomedacross the cheering painted people. Finnick let out a low chuckle, winking at her. "You've hit it off!" he laughed

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He laughed a tremendous and boisterous laugh, filled with the strength of use and an edge of excitement, gripping her hand tightly and kissing her cheek before turning his perfect face in the general direction of the camera, his winking face all across the jumbotrons.

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"Stop it" he hissed in a quiet demand, releasing her hand as he stood straighter, his smile falling in respect. Yet he still leaned to accommodate her as his fingers brushed her in a covert yet sweet manner, his chin raised up to the prestigious man's level.

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Snow began his speech as Finnick nodded down to her, making no objection when she took his hand again, licking his perfect lips as he leaned against the chariot rail.

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His fingers dug into her waist painfully, his body tensing entirely as a fire appeared in his eyes and his jaw set. "Shut up" he spat, smiling down at her, though his voice was acid. She was being so stupid. So foolish to assume they didn't see and hear everything that was going on in the capital.

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"I do" he breathed, his eyes off Snow and upon her, swimming and seething with anger, each breath a labor. He gripped the railing strongly as he cleared his throat, releasing her and looking back up.

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They turned back to her then, their usual bright and charming sparkle returned. "I do. Talk later" he nodded, holding onto her waist for a moment, winking at a section of women, tearing off a section of his costume and tossing it in the crowd. One they reached the capitol he stepped off, taking her hand and helping her down.

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Gloss's eyes lingered on her, a soft sadness lingering behind their hungry and catlike gaze. He had his sister on his arm, and they led the way toward the same elevator as the tributes of four. He released his sister an brushed past Brenlin on his way in, yet avoided her gaze, climbing on ahead of her next to Finnick.

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The elevator came to the first floor and Glimmer waved at Finnick, batting her diamond eyelashes flirtatiously before stepping off. Gloss made to follow her and stepped off, yet stopped the door and held it open. "My sister and I wish you the best. And wish to offer you an alliance" he swallowed, his eyes never on Finnick.

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Only then did his great chest fall in the release of a breath, looking over to Finnick with a calm expectation. A curt satisfied him, and he bid them goodnight, stepping off as Finnick looked down upon her.

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"You won't die" he whispered after a time of silence, looking over to the girl, licking his lips and turning towards her, running a hand through her hair.

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"Because...I do" he knew not to tell her of the plan in the arena, yet that made it this much harder to watch her worry, knowing her had the power to make the pain go away. He tugged at his shell necklace, his skin emanating the smell of the sea he was a part of as he sighed shortly.

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He laughed down at her, shaking his head with a smirk. "I never know anything" he laughed softly, leading her off the elevator, pulling her hand down from his necklace gently with a sigh.

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He nodded to the woman curtly, motioning for her to come over and telling her they did well. Yet he cut the rest of her words off, motioning to Brenlin. "Let's head to our rooms"

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He finally let himself be led away by her down the hall, purposefully raising a brow at her. "Can I help you?"

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He caught the shutting door with his hand and they stood in the doorway, caught in each other's eyes for a long time. "What?" He finally whispered. "Do you want?"

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He took that as allowance to what he wanted, picking her up and holding her up by the thighs as he slammed the door behind them. Unlike most Snow forced to become the capitols sex slaves, he quite enjoyed it.

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He let her lock herself around him with her legs as his arms were against the wall, his head hanging down in though, eyes closed. It seemed a century passed in his thought. "No" the answer finally came

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"You are...." He trailed off, shaking his haad and groaning.

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Yet his usual self found the light and he sighed, holding her by the waist as if she might break. "Perhaps you do..." he shrugged, silencing her next words with a gentle kiss.

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"No more than any other..." he quipped, closing the gap as his hips met hers and their lips met again.

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"Bren-" he winced at her rough handling of his most tender bits, and picked her hips up easily, sitting up and holding her back a bit. "I can't do this"

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"Sh..hush hush hush.." he pulled her into his lap, holding her against him and pressing his rosy lips to her raven tangle of hair. "I can't lose you" his breath ended in her ear.

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"My world is gone..falling apart.." he whispered, his muscles flexing as he leaned back into the headboard, kissing her forehead

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"Brenlin..." he held onto her, fingers curving around her fleshy hips as his heart beat out a steady and even rhythym against his chest beneath his fingers in the dark and breezy room

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"Yes. It's better for you. Trust me" the last sentence was pleading, his eyes soft on her, his lips parted as he calmed in holding her, staring at the ceiling with his mind racing.

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Finnick hopped up, tossing on clothes within the time frame of a bat of an eye, standing before his escort with his hands tucked into his pockets. "Yes ma'am?"

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Finnick glanced over his shoulder and winked at her before disappearing into the hall, tossing his slightly lengthy hair, both his hands deep in his pockets as he stepped into the lavish spread, taking a seat across from the escort

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Finnick passed her the basket of rolls after putting three on his plate, looking down at the red colored soup before him that smelled delightful. "Stock up on carbs...you'll need them" he advised with a slight nod

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Finnick made a mess of his soup before dishing grilled vegetables and pasta onto his plate. Though, to be honest, it didn't matter to him. Now was just a rush to pack on the calories before the games.

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Finnick then rose, nodding to her and moving towards the living area. "Come on. I know the competition. You don't. Let's study" he whispered gently

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"Alright. This was Gloss's footage. He won by driving a spike through the skull of the other tribute from District one." he shook his head, letting her curl into him, all lights but tv in the room going out

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"Be minded...she was about to kill him if he hadn't. Gloss has the the best conscience out of any career. He's really not a bad guy. He has horrible flashbacks," he sighed, shrugging as he rose to change the disk.