[She's ready, tense, and waiting. No different, she tells herself, than her one stand against Cato. More staged than anything. She'd known when she'd done it that he'd shrug her off, give her what she wanted without actually surrendering. He'd decide that what she asked was reasonable.
That Lover Boy was useful to them.
...Even when it had been only a small girl with knives standing between the Career pack and the battered boy from District Twelve. The cool, simple: I want him.
That's all this is, Clove knows. It's proving she won't be frightened but isn't over the edge. It's about practiced, controlled rage. Being able to kill and showing the awareness not to. It sets boundaries and will be over as fast as it began.]
action;
[She's ready, tense, and waiting. No different, she tells herself, than her one stand against Cato. More staged than anything. She'd known when she'd done it that he'd shrug her off, give her what she wanted without actually surrendering. He'd decide that what she asked was reasonable.
That Lover Boy was useful to them.
...Even when it had been only a small girl with knives standing between the Career pack and the battered boy from District Twelve. The cool, simple: I want him.
That's all this is, Clove knows. It's proving she won't be frightened but isn't over the edge. It's about practiced, controlled rage. Being able to kill and showing the awareness not to. It sets boundaries and will be over as fast as it began.]
Why should I?