Fix 'er Up [Glint]

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Onyx groaned as he began to come to. His eyes remained shut and he didn't want to open them as he felt the light blaring down on him. He wondered if he was back in the Arena that everything had been a dream. Had he really won? Had it all just been his imagination? Or was he dead? A gruff, humor-less chuckle came from the back of his throat at the thought of dying. He hadn't died as he remembered it.

His ocean blue eyes slowly came open and the immediately squinted as the lights hurt his eyes. Onyx's hand moved and laid over his eyes to shield them from the light as they adjusted slowly. The first thing, minus the pain from the light, was that the pain in his head was gone. There was no fuzzy over draft from the pain; he could actually fully think straight.

Onyx removed his hand from his face finally as he came to. He shifted up into a sitting position against the pillows. His eyes drifted around the room taking in the plain room with no color. There was nothing familiar in the room, he sorta assumed that it was a good thing that he didn't see anything familiar; he may have broke down into tears.

"Glint...?" Onyx waited a moment before saying her name again, "Glint?" His voice had raised a bit in volume as he didn't see her around the room. His heart beat was beginning to pick up and the machine he was connected to began to make louder noises as it read his pulse and respiration. His eyes ran the room and he began to pull at the IVs in his arm that were the way for the last of the medicines he needed to get into his arm.

Onyx wasn't thinking fully as he tried to get the IV out without hurting himself, but he was to worried about Glint to honestly care. The problem was that he didn't want this to be a repeat of him likely to lose Poppy when he got home. He wanted at least one person to hold onto and that person was becoming his district partner. The one he had protected from the District Three girl getting another swing at her... The only other girl he kissed other than the girl waiting for him at home.

"Glint?" Onyx's voice was slightly panicked again as his mind focused in again. He pulled at the IVs again, but the medicine was fogging up his actual strength and filling his nerves up at a higher pace to the pain. It hurt worse than when he felt the arrows enter his body, or so he was beginning to think. He just wanted a different way out of this. His thoughts began to filter off again as his eyes laid on the IVs trained into his arm. He didn't know how to get them out without getting blood everywhere and he was near the point of actually ripping them out.

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Glint was still foggy, her nap was cut short by a whirring of machines and the call of her name, she snapped herself into full consciousness and rose from the comfortable chair she was resting in just outside the door of Onyx's room. She peered in the door and saw him, wreathing in pain and confusion, this must have been the first time he had woken up. She opened the door and walked as quietly as possible, not trying to frighten him further then he was. Her presence was seemingly undetected as he let out another "Glint?".

She laid her hands on his left arm, trying to calm him. "You rang?" she replied. Running her fingers through his hair. "The Doc's say you'll be fine within a day or two. Also said I was the first victor to get out without a single scratch." She seized the petting of his hair and put both of her hands on his arm, comforting him to some small degree, she hoped. She looked down, her eyes were still sullen and rings were forming from lack of sleep. Killing six people can do that though. Her nightmares would never seize.

Glint gently walked around the bed, she was as lithe as a fox after all the training she had endured. "So how is sleeping beauty feeling, after they pulled out that arrow?" motioning towards his ear. She was now on his right side, able to sit in the chair and hold his right hand at the same time. Her basic attire of a sweatshirt and a sweatpants was a dull grey, a reflection of her own emotions. She rubbed her thumb over the back of his hand, gentle circles in a clock-wise motion, just dodging one of the many IV's.

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Onyx stared at his arm, seeing Glint's hands laying on it when his mind registered again. His eyes lit up a bit as they drifted up her arms and to her face. He began to relax as he felt her fingers in his hair; his muscles relaxed almost to the point they were when he was back home - the only thing keeping them from relaxing further was the direct soreness he felt. His eyes remained on her face, not really registering much as the pain fogged in and out for a few more moments. He only barely caught what she was saying to him as she touched his arm.

"That's good to know... I think I deserve part of that credit." A small, teasing smile slipped across his lips at the mention of her unwounded body. He tilted his head a bit as he realized how tired she was. The drugs, luckily, had knocked him out cold and his body had enjoyed its first rest it had since him stepping on the train to come to this dreadful place. The smile faded as he began to remember everything they had done. He shook his head; he didn't want to remember. He didn't want to know he had killed people by bringing his favorite item into their chest, their ribs, or even their head; nor did he want to realize that he had thrown an axe at different points into the backs of others to kill them.

Realization began to sink in as he watched Glint move around the bed to his other side. Onyx tilted his head to the other side and simply watched her. "Heh... I'm just eye candy still. Can't you tell?" He tried to joke, it was helping remove his thoughts from the reality that sat around them. In line with his attempted joke, he flexed his right arm up, pulling her hand up slightly with it as he showed off the rippling, animal like muscles he knew he'd always have. He had actually been nearly killed and he had killed others. His hand gripped hers softly, and the muscles relaxed from the playful flexing he had done of his right arm and shoulder area. The stiffness from the arrow hadn't faded with his joke was one of the few things he noted.

Finally, Onyx sighed and just looked over at Glint, squeezing her hand a bit again. "I guess I get to make you a Victor's item now don't I? I'm sure every other one I made and sent to the Victors are destroyed." He hadn't realized what they could mean until now and the evidence of his sarcasm was in his voice. He'd make her one, if she wanted one, but at this point he had realized that they would have just reminded the Victor's of their... murders.

Slowly, Onyx looked down at their hands. "Do you love me Glint?" He asked in a quiet whisper. He wasn't fully sure he had wanted the answer, but he had let the words slip out of his mouth without fully thinking. His eyes slowly returned to Glint, waiting for the answer. He knew he wasn't fully sure what he felt, but he'd tell her about what waited for him back home unless something here in the Capitol changed that, which he was sure it was.

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Glint was surprised at his joking behavior. It was probably just some form of coping mechanism he had. But a victor's item, he tried to think of what it would be, obviously a knife, she dealt the most damage with that, and it was her favorite weapon. But it was the last question that had her in a form of shock and awe. The muscles in her face tightened, her eyes widened. There was only so much one could handle, but being in love with Onyx was appealing. Not necessarily true, but there was something that they shared.

She stopped stroking his hand in the clockwise motion. Then it sunk in. She did love him, to an extent. There was a sense of attachment they had undergone. From the reaping to the apartment, murdering innocent children and finally here. How had the game-maker known about the kiss, how had he known her emotions? It had been nearly a minute of silence since the question. "Errrr. Well Yes, and No. I barely know anything of you beyond what you've told me and what I've learned."

"But I was wondering how you feel about me? I know you have a 'friend' back home but..." her thumb start rubbing the back of his hand once more. His tense physique was subtly intimidating. Even though she had more kills and had gotten out unscathed his raw strength was, well overpowering. Her face drifted, she looked back out the door where she had come in, outside the glass you could see the small traffic of the hospital workers. Glint was in deep thought, her feelings were still all mashed up from the games.

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Onyx's muscles slowly started to tense and then relax as he attempted to relieve the stress from his shoulder. His eyes closed slowly as he waited for her answers. He knew there was some connection, but he wasn't sure how deep it had ran on either side. He knew what he had waiting at home and he didn't know what Glint did. It confused him further as she answered. He didn't know really how to answer. Instead of using the confusion in his head, he began to sort himself out and laid himself out on the table.

"I will agree to the first part... I am the same on that. We now share something no one else can share..." His voice faltered and trailed off as his eyes gazed at Glint. He then looked down at their hands and another smile filtered onto his face a bit. "Poppy is waiting for me back home, but... Glint, I'm sure you're thinking this, we do have something that me and Poppy are never even going to share. We've kept each other alive and fought for our lives in there." Onyx watched her thumb rub his hand and slowly brought it to his lips. He put a soft kiss on the back of her hand. Hesitantly, he let his lips lay another kiss on her knuckles before he lowered their hands back down to his lap. This position on his back was really beginning to make him feel vulnerable.

"I think it's fair to say we now have more time in the world to get to know each other at least." He said, eyes drifting to the door, a frown deepening on his features. "Loyal or not Glint, I think there is a catch to all of this.. Something is going to happen." He knew it was conspiracy sounding, but he had a bad feeling about all of this. Maybe they knew about what he had said to Georgia in the training center? He sure the hell hoped not; there should be no way anyone ever heard that except him and Georgia. He was the only one of the two who was left living to even prove he had said the words.

His eyes lay on the door a while longer as if he was waiting for someone to come into the room. When no one did, Onyx looked back at Glint and waited for more of a conversation. He didn't know what to say in all honesty at this point. He knew he was screwed since he had said it now and he wasn't sure if they actually knew. Though, saying death to the Capitol in said Capitol was probably not his brightest idea even if he was deadly enraged at the time.

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Her train of thought was broken by a nurse with an unusual color of scrubs running through the hallway. There was always time to learn about Onyx, they were both young, and both D1 partners. They'd be stuck together until the next winner from D1. But she needed something to hold her from the pain of the games. Glint simply smiled as the first questions popped into her head... "What's your favorite color? What's your family like? What's your favorite hobby?" She rattled off, no urgency in her voice but you can tell there was some remorse. Her hand stopped the simple motion, she clasped his arm and ran her fingers gently through his hair; pulling her chair closer to the bed. It was cold in the room, there was nothing but her clothes to keep her warm and a shiver ran up her arm waiting for her answer.

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Onyx tilted his head for a moment. He shook his head a bit, looking back at her. A small smile came across his lips. "I'd have to say a ruby red fresh from the mines before the fires in the forge or anything touch it. My family..." He hesitated when she brought up his family. His father worried him deeply as he realized Kyanite may very well be dead when he had returned home due to his father. "My mother is a mouse; she hides way and tries very hard not to cause any... disruptions in the terms of my father. My father is an abusive brute. My little brother, he's like... two years younger than me, runs around with a camera all the time. Recording things, taking pictures, you know, those sort of things; he's gotten pretty good at it." He explained. With a slight shrug, he looked at his other hand to see they had left them work worn. "I enjoy the smithy; all the Victor items are done in my spare time."

Onyx began to relax again at her touch as he thought about questions to ask her. "Do you go to school? Are you popular amongst the District? What about your family and your spare time?" His voice had began to lose it's tension as he asked his questions. The brute anger he had from the Arena and at the thoughts of his father were beginning to leave his mind.

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She became more relaxed, her heartbeat was higher and louder then it should be, but still calmer. "I went to the training center everyday, but I was home-schooled by my sister. Popular, now I'd say. Back then I was decently popular more so with the boys. All I have now is my sister, my father left to well here, he lives in the capitol and my mother died giving birth to me; My sister who's 27 is all I have. I'd say my spare time is filled with carving." She reached into her pocket, still running her fingers through his hair with her opposite hand. The picture was folded on one corner, the down-side of putting something like it in your pocket. "Here I kept this for you... I've seen her before, Poppy right? Anyways... What about food what's your most favored and most hated? What's your favorite game?"

[Fox.]

Onyx nodded as he listened to her speak. His eyes drifted only away from her to the door wondering if someone was going to interrupt them from time to time, but his body was at ease. His mind didn't wander back to the Games, it simply stayed focus on what she was asking him before he answered her.

He tilted his head as he took the picture from her hands. Onyx ran his fingers over the picture, pulling the corner back to how it was suppose to before folding it and safely tucking it away in his pillow case. He nodded 'yes' for when she mentioned it being Poppy. "Food, I'll eat just about anything that my mother does not cook. I don't really hate any foods, but I actually can't eat chocolate due to something with the coco or something in it." He got a a bit of a flustered look as he admitted the strange allergy, but quickly went to answer her next question. "I don't really have one. I left school when I was younger because... I lack the mental capability to grasp anything but grammar and the like, so I don't socialize often other than with customers, so...

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"Well that's not horrible. When were we ever going to use math in the games?" She giggled. Her eyes fluttered, and then shut for a few moments as if she was trying to milk some sleep out of blinking. "Most awkward moment? Best friend?" She let out a yawn, her body sinking in the chair. She could barely think of anything other then 'sleep' but the nightmares would come back. Perhaps there was a drug somewhere she could take. It was a bit early to start on the drugs. Instead she just sat back and waited for her answer, running her hand through Onyx's hair, it felt like cotton after all of the "Prep & clean" they did in his surgery. "Any scars missing that used to be there?"

[Fox.]

Onyx chuckled at her joke, knowing what she meant. He had a bad enough time trying to count the tributes left alive when they had gotten to that point. He watched her as her eyes remained shut for a moment. "First time I went to the training center, I fell over the spear rack." His lips curved into another smile as he laughed a bit. "There was an older boy who actually came over and helped me out. He trained me with the proper tactics and so on and actually taught me the weapons." He shook his head and looked at Glint. "I didn't have any other friends after I left all of that." Onyx shrugged, not really knowing what had even happened to the upper classmen who had helped him after he had thought about it.

His eyes drifted down to his body. "Actually... I don't think so. I think they want to keep the black smith look." He commented as his other hand drifted up to trace the scar on his chest from a burn. His finger tapped on the scar as he spoke up. "First time I worked the force, I tossed a few to many coals in and it flared up and got me." He laughed a bit as he remembered the flames. A smile filtered onto his lips again. "What about you huh? Some beautiful girl like you has to have more her too."

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She was surprised at the laugh that she had gotten out of him. There was a "When I joined the training center I cut myself on the first day." She smirked holding up her hand, the scar was still prominent. "Although I'd have to say that my best friend is probably my sister. Other then that I have a bunch of fake friends who just liked me for being the best at what I do. And probably a bunch more now that I've won the games." She shrugged, "I bet you will too." She looked around the room, it was as bare and open as it felt. "I haven't let them touch me, I don't think anyone can for awhile other then you and my sister." Once more a shrug, but she decorated it with a long yawn. "What are you going to do when you get back?"

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Onyx shook his head and smiled at Glint. He kept quiet as she spoke and just gave her a grin. "Look at it this way, only you and Poppy will have to fight over me. I've basically rejected every girl in the District. He said in a playful tone. He playfully flexed his muscles again. "I don't mind that, I mean you can just touch on my arms all the time." He gave her a wink. Onyx shrugged a bit, a slight serious tone returning to him as he thought over her last question. "I'll go back to work and attempt to be social amongst the District I assume... Get to know you more since we've done everything together... and now we'll be neighbors with the rest of the Victors." He made a face a bit at his thought of the other Victors around them.

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"Heh." a simple reply to his touching comment. She already knew all forms of petting, stroking and the like were okay with Onyx. Her eyes closed and she laid her head back in the chair. "I figure I'll stay out of the way of most everyone for a while, until its bearable to be around other people. I can keep a decent facade when I'm out there in the public, we'll have to for the interview..." she lost her track of thought slowly drifting into an abyss of sleep. Her head jerked back up and she let out a quick giggle. "I hope the effort sleeping effort gets easier though." She muttered, still half asleep. "I think I'll just take a small nap while I'm in here." She once more drifted into a quiet slumber.

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Onyx nodded, not fully understanding her way of doing the fake work. He could do it, but it was still unearthly unnatural to him in these cases. "Can't wait for that interview." He said with sarcasm lacing his voice for the second time in their conversation. There was only one thing less he wanted to do than the interview, and that was to go back into the Arena.

He couldn't help but smile when he saw her begin to dose off. There was something about her that made him think she wanted to try and know him, but was hesitant to get attached since he was already involved with someone else. The thoughts drifting through his mind of both Poppy and Glint, he'd figure he could get a bit more sleep in the haze of everything.

Leaning over the edge of the bed, Onyx kissed Glint's cheek again, softly as he hoped not to wake her. He knew it was an affectionate gesture, but he didn't think much of it seeing as he had meant it that way. With the haze falling back into effect from the now lack of talking, he laid back on the pillows with Glint's hand still in his and let himself fade back into a deep medicine induced sleep.

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[Fox.]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding-left:15px; padding-top:15px; padding-right:15px; padding-bottom:10px; border-radius: 50px 50px 50px 50px; -moz-border-radius: 50px; background-image:url(http://www.downloadfreebackgrounds.net/backgrounds/water-dew-drops-on-steel-background.jpg) ] Onyx James Smith [/style][style=width: 300px; height: 235px; padding: 15px; overflow: auto; text-align: center; font-family: times; font-size: 9px; border-radius: 50px 50px 50px 50px; Opacity: .75; background-color: #000000; color: #ffffff; float: right; ] Onyx watched her after he gave her the kiss; he wasn't sure what she thought over it. He quietly watched her as she went to find him something to cover the wound on his hand. Curious, he tilted his head as he saw the bandage basically disappear when she placed it on his skin. A slight red coloring came to his cheeks when he saw Glint in the fitted tank top. He stood, with her help, and nodded. "I think we need to have more than just fun." He commented, squeezing her hand and pulling her out of the door. Onyx actually asked a nurse, politely, the way out. The nurse, stunned that he was even talking to her, told him where to go and he took Glint with him. His pace showed his want to get away from here. Once they were out on the street, his eyes had to adjust to the lights. In a half awe state, he looked as the cars and so on passed, nodding a bit to the Capitolites who were staring at him and Glint. "Let's go that way... it looks quieter." Without waiting for her answer, he began to lead them down the street towards a more residential part of the Capitol for now. He wanted to lose any on-lookers before they decided what they wanted to go look for. When they were away from large crowds and in the homed area of the Capitol, Onyx turned his attention back to Glint. "Think you can live with me for the rest of your life with how little you know of me?" He asked, turning his way to face her on the corner he had stopped at. "To save you the time of asking me, I don't know what to do. This one is a bit out of this smithy's league to forge." His eyes darted about the houses and then laid back on her. "At least you won't have to have your birthday here every year." The idle comment must have sounded a bit odd, perhaps even a little cold, but the sentimental value of his birthday was weighing on his mind. Onyx sighed heavily as he slid his hands into his pockets. The muscles on his shoulders were tensed up and nearly locked up again to an almost visible point. Emotions in his mind were running on high as he was trying to process everything. How were they going to live here at the Capitol for six months? He now knew he did not want to stay in any apartment again that they provided for him, but that was out of the question. Would he even fall in love with Glint? The whole point of marrying to him was to be marrying someone he wanted to stay with for the rest of his life. He didn't even know Glint well enough to be considering staying with her for the rest of his life. She hadn't even met his brother, one of the most important people in his life. It was all beginning to get confusing to him and it was showing on his face that there was a lack of order to his thoughts. "What the hell is going on Glint...?" Onyx finally asked. He wanted some clarification. He knew he wouldn't be getting any comfort from the answer to his question. Comfort was what he wanted though, second to the most of wanting answers anyway. There was more than just wanting comfort living in his mind as he simply stared at her. Tagged:Glint • Words:590 [style=width: 500px; height: 50px; padding: 15px; overflow: auto; text-align: bottom; font-family: times; font-size: 9px; background-color: #000000; color: #ffffff; opacity: .0; border-radius: 0px 0px 50px 50px; ][/style]

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[style=background-color: #eee; border: 1px solid #efefef; padding: 10px; color: #232323; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; line-height: 1.5em; font-family: calibri; border-radius: 10px; -moz-border-radius: 10px; ]She had been dragged along by onyx into the small development of houses; there was only a small chance people were looking at them. She looked down at first, the questions practically rolled off of his tongue… “I figure it honestly doesn’t matter if I can live with you or not, our families are more important than us. And my birthday actually is, just after every even hunger games instead of odd like you. And how would I have any idea? The only thing I could think of us when you’re hunting and instead of killing off one of the deer which would cause the other to flee, you have them lead you to their pack. He saved one of us so that we can both be used as pawns in the games outside of the games.” Her idea was about as wild as they get, but this was the method of the capital. “Plus he’s uber pissed you said ‘Death to the capital’ while we were leaving the games.” She was still lost in thought, there was something specific he wanted them to do, but she couldn’t think of what it could possibly be. “But alas, from tonight forward Raph owns us as long as there is family that we still care for. We should play the game; any good chess player knows that pawns can be traded in for queens. Someday we’ll be free, but hell, by then we might actually love each other.” She leaned into him, his muscular body was firm and familiar, it was what she was used to. Glint always trained against the boys and the girls back at D1, she was comfortable there. She started walking and where she was nestled into Onyx’s chest he moved along with her. Even if he didn’t want her to be his mate for life, they had to play up the couple thing to some extent while they were outside Raph’s eyes too. “Come on, let us go see if there is anything to take home, we are exuberantly rich now.” She giggled slightly at her own joke, but then sadness took over. She wouldn’t be home for quite some time. Not to her real home atleast. [/style]

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[Fox.]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding-left:15px; padding-top:15px; padding-right:15px; padding-bottom:10px; border-radius: 50px 50px 50px 50px; -moz-border-radius: 50px; background-image:url(http://www.downloadfreebackgrounds.net/backgrounds/water-dew-drops-on-steel-background.jpg) ] Onyx James Smith [/style][style=width: 300px; height: 235px; padding: 15px; overflow: auto; text-align: center; font-family: times; font-size: 9px; border-radius: 50px 50px 50px 50px; Opacity: .75; background-color: #000000; color: #ffffff; float: right; ] Onyx sighed softly as he simply listened to her. He flinched as she mentioned the 'death to the capitol' since he had thought only Georgia had been able to see his lips when he 'said' it. His good hand rubbed the back of his neck and shook his head. He didn't want to accept it just because he was told to, but he would and he knew he would. "Agreed." Was the only word that came out of his mouth as she said they should play the game. Onyx let his arms wrap around her and give her a light squeeze before he let one down and put it in his pocket. He caught on to what she had wanted him to do and he kept her close to his side. The hand in his pocket relaxed with the thumb laying out of it over the edge of the pocket. He began to walk, carefully at first, but the movement was easy after he took a few steps. Onyx's body began to relax as he realized he had her close to him. He knew they would rely on the other in this game just as they had in the Arena. This was just a battlefield that he was very unfamiliar with. This one didn't involved him using a hammer to bash something together. "Sounds good, maybe we'll see why all these Capitolites run to my forge instead of their own." He attempted in a joke, holding her close to his side still. As he realized they were making their way out in public again, he took a taller standing stance and looked much more possessive over Glint when he did so. Onyx let his lips graze over her temple in a soft kiss to show off a bit. A small smile even graced his lips as he held her close. Onyx couldn't wait for them to be alone again. A smirk curved onto his lips as a thought came into his mind. "You know... they can't very well put cameras in our room if they want us hitched. Unless they want a sex show." He said so a group of Capitolites could hear whom became flustered at what he said. An amused laugh came from his lips as he thought about the Capitolites. Though, in all honesty, he knew Glint knew about him being a virgin. Only those from District 1 would know that though and that he was grateful for. For now he could play off the 'sexy boy toy' from District 1 who was finally settling down with a beautiful blonde woman who had managed to tame his wildness. Even with the complete lie going to be played, his eyes looked down at Glint with a look of contentment and even what could be taken as happiness. There was no reason he wouldn't be making the best out of this. Onyx wasn't sure what the best of this was, but he knew he'd do it. He'd make Glint the happiest girl he could along with showering her with things to show off when they would have to return here. With all of this in mind, the fact of being rich didn't really cross his mind. The prices at home would have soared with him being in the Games so he knew he had money to come back to. He, and now Glint as well, didn't, and wouldn't, have to worry about money ever again in their lives. Tagged:Glint • Words:577 [style=width: 500px; height: 50px; padding: 15px; overflow: auto; text-align: bottom; font-family: times; font-size: 9px; background-color: #000000; color: #ffffff; opacity: .0; border-radius: 0px 0px 50px 50px; ][/style]

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[style=background-color: #eee; border: 1px solid #efefef; padding: 10px; color: #232323; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; line-height: 1.5em; font-family: calibri; border-radius: 10px; -moz-border-radius: 10px;]Glint giggled at his joke, he knew all the capitolites would take him seriously, she thought perhaps she should so something similar just to fuck with the capitol a bit more while they had the chance. She decided to play it more docile and hit him in the chest, giving him a playful/dirty look before laughing and nesting back into his chest. She thought that would help play up the romance, Onyx was a virgin after all. She was the “Beautiful blonde who tamed the most dangerous tribute” even though that wasn’t true as she had gotten more kills. Onyx didn’t deserve to be stuck with her for the rest of his life; he had Poppy and much better things to worry about then her. The only thing she could do was try to be a good spouse for him. Money was no object anymore; she could do anything for him. There was one thing in particular she knew he valued and that was his smithing ability. Perhaps she could have a new one built, away from his abusive father and anyone he didn’t like, something new and shiny like the capitol itself. Glint looked up at Onyx, a smirk on his face, barely a care in the world. She spotted a flower store two doors down and realized she hadn’t been around flowers in a mouth or so. She loved the daisies, they were the brightest and most alive of all the different types of plants. “You don’t mind if we stop there do you Onyx? I haven’t seen anything pretty since the opening ceremonies, my dress then was gorgeous.” She stared up at him with puppy dog eyes, even though she knew he wouldn’t mind stopping anywhere she asked. Onyx was probably the nicest person she knew.[/style]

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[Fox.]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding-left:15px; padding-top:15px; padding-right:15px; padding-bottom:10px; border-radius: 50px 50px 50px 50px; -moz-border-radius: 50px; background-image:url(http://www.downloadfreebackgrounds.net/backgrounds/water-dew-drops-on-steel-background.jpg) ] Onyx James Smith [/style][style=width: 300px; height: 235px; padding: 15px; overflow: auto; text-align: center; font-family: times; font-size: 9px; border-radius: 50px 50px 50px 50px; Opacity: .75; background-color: #000000; color: #ffffff; float: right; ] Onyx grunted a bit, pretending to be hurt when she hit him in the chest. "Aww... come on babe. I was just joking." He gave her a wink as they continued down the street. He perked up a bit as he heard the music of some of the stores farther down; it was older, classical music like his grandfather used to play. A wide smile formed itself on his lips as he heard it. He looked down at Glint, tilting his head curiously as he wondered if she could dance or not. That's when he noticed her attention drawn to the flower shop. A soft chuckle stole away the smile, turning it into a playful grin. "Didn't think you'd be one for flowers darling. What kind are your favorite?" With the end of his question, he lead her the rest of the way down to the shop and opened the door for her. "After you." Onyx had a mischievous and playful look in his eyes as he gave her a bow of courtesy for her to walk in first. His eyes were lit up as he schemed something in his mind. If she really did like flowers that much, he'd get her a bouquet, a large one, to carry about for a little while. Tagged:Glint • Words:214 [style=width: 500px; height: 50px; padding: 15px; overflow: auto; text-align: bottom; font-family: times; font-size: 9px; background-color: #000000; color: #ffffff; opacity: .0; border-radius: 0px 0px 50px 50px; ][/style]

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Jan 13, 2013 18:35:15 GMT -5 Mordecai said:

[style=background-color: #eee; border: 1px solid #efefef; padding: 10px; color: #232323; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; line-height: 1.5em; font-family: calibri; border-radius: 10px; -moz-border-radius: 10px;]After Onyx had asked what her favorite was she simply looked at him as seductively as humanly possible an sad “Bet you can't guess.” He opened the door and gave her a courtesy bow for her to walk in first, she did so with out a complaint. “Why thank you kind sir.” she performed an equally jokingly curtsy for him, the effect wasn't as good due to the lack of 'wearing a dress'. She turned around and walked down an isle of flowers, that's all the shop was, a long isle of bouquets, with different types of flowers remotely hidden behind glass doors, preserving them as long as possible. Glint pulled out one of the most beautiful roses she had ever seen and gave it a small sniff. The first thing she noticed was that it smelled better than the roses at home although she was sure the ones here were treated that way. She put the rose down. “Don't bother, that's definitely not my favorite flower. However it smells amazing.” She turned around and noticed that other flowers had been genetically treated to appear more shiny then they were supposed to. Almost like a fresh layer of dew had laid over them inside of this tiny shop. She saw a daisy that was remarkably shiny, but didn’t point it out to Onyx, why let him know what her favorite flower was? Glint looked into another glass door and was surprised at the colors, there were roses that were the color of the sky and lilies that were as green as grass. It was rather magnificent the number of colors they could manipulate and change. “Tell you what, you pick my favorite flower in here and I'll give you a kiss.” She walked back to him to walk with him up and down the isle of flowers until he guessed right.[/style]

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