— prompted caitlyn to shift so she was standing in front of vi, arms tugging the other into an embrace that was meant for stability, to keep her upright while she broke.
⠀⠀ lips press to her temple, fingers rubbing soothing circles against her spine.
after vi had presented her with that eyepatch made from her mother's tie, cait knew she wanted to give back something with as much meaning. it hadn't been easy to track down, but with the help of a newly appointed council member, she was able to find it.
⠀⠀ those tears —
tears well from such a statement, both semblances of commitment and loss. raising attire towards visage, nose pushes into cotton, vander's faint aroma still lingering.
thumb strokes inside viscose lining, intentions to remember smaller arms —
that brief flit of affection allowed cait to brush her fingers along the side of vi's cheek, lowering her hand to watch those emotions cross over features she adored. she understood the grief, the bittersweet aspect of such a gift, and because of that, cait walked behind —
appreciation distinguishable across countenance, instinctive hand reaches forwards to capture dainty wrist; hunching to press plump lips against the backside of palm. “ thank you, ”
relinquishing grasp, nails embed into festive —
“ violet. ”
⠀⠀ a laugh fell from her lips, and she pushed herself from the wall, walking over and ripping a corner of the paper without warning. “ see? it's partially open now. you can do the rest. ”
meticulous hands move over wrapping, seeing the perfect condition causes contemplation to ensue. she didn't want to ruin time taken to veil the gift, not when parchment hadn't been sullied prior.
“ can't you just tell me? ”
arms fold over her chest, hip propped against the doorway, as mild amusement danced on her features watching vi shake the box. within the box was a jacket, vander's actually, carefully tailored to fit vi perfectly.
⠀⠀ “ just open it and see. ”
no attempts to retort come command, hands retrieving wrapped gift and letting eyes wonder, accompanied by gentle shakes to ascertain whats concealed beneath.
“ what is it? ”
“ violet, i love you, but shut up. ”
⠀⠀ a precisely wrapped parcel is pushed towards her, adorned with a bow that was tied and retied multiple times to perfection.
— ARENA EVENT.
well. . .i did say i wanted more death. what can i say? luck is on my side for once!! you guys should really learn to see in the dark. idiots.
— THE REAPING!
SCUMBAGS AND SCALLYWAGS PUT YOUR HOOKS AND CLAWS TOGETHER FOR THE MEANEST, UGLIEST, GORIEST SHOW OF YOUR LIVES!!!!
IT’S THE VIVERSE VS THE CAITCOUNCIL HUNGER GAMES!!!!