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            <div class="message" rel="js-user-link"><div align="center"><div style="width:400px;"><img src="https://i.postimg.cc/tTvdFSpj/IMG-3071.jpg" style="max-width:100%;" alt=" "></div><div align="center"><div style="font-size:8px;color:#ffffff;line-height:10apx;letter-spacing:4.5px;"><i>D E X T E R.  K R A I L.</i></div></div></div><div align="center"><div style="width:400px;background:#010409;"><br><div style="word-spacing:1px;text-align:justify;"><blockquote><blockquote><div style="font-size:8.75px;color:#ffffff;line-height:12px;"> <br>Dexter leaves the hall of mirrors as if it’s on fire behind him. He doesn’t look back. He can’t. If he looks back, he might see Neamhan again and he cannot bear the thought of seeing her face in those shards one more time. Instead he pulls the silver brooch from his trouser pocket, the one she won from him days ago. Six days she’s carried it through the arena. Why? Why was a stolen trinket from Thirteen worth anything to a girl from Eight?<br><br>It is a question that will never be answered…because of him.<br><br>He limps across the arena, pushing himself faster than his body wants to go. His leg aches with every step but he ignores it. The bleeding on his face has stopped, leaving a drying trail across his cheek. His ballroom suit, once crisp and clean is now a patchwork of dried blood and the kind of ruin the Capitol loves to broadcast. The carousel rises ahead of, the last time he was here is a memory he doesn’t want to revisit. It is still now, not spinning at a thousand miles an hour like the day he and Calista nearly died on it. Their first brush with death. <b>”Calista!” </b> Dexter calls out as his voice cracks as he circles the carousel. He expects her to step out from behind a painted horse. And for her to roll her eyes. He expects her to say something sharp and clever and how she’s been waiting a long time for him and what the hold up was.<br><br>Instead he sees a body.<br><br>A body in a beautiful red gown.<br><br>His breathing stops, along with his heart. The whole world stops.<br><br>He doesn’t cry, not even a scream…well for now.<br><br>He just stares, horror hollowing him out from the inside. His mind refuses to understand what he is seeing. It refuses to accept it and refuses to let it be real.<br><br><i>Her head. It’s not there. It’s not attached!</i><br><br>Then the scream tears out of him, raw and violent like something breaking loose from his ribs.<br><br><b>”Calista!”</b><br><br>He drops to his knees and picks up her head whilst his hands shake so badly. Shaking hands try to put her head back on her neck. He’s so desperate, frantic, trying to fix something that cannot be fixed. He keeps saying her name like it might glue the world back together. <b>”Come on, get up…you’re not…you’re not done. You don’t get to be done!”</b>Dexter looks up at the sky, at the invisible Gamemakers watching him like he is entertainment. <b>”Bring her back!” </b>He shouts. <b>”You did it last year, do it again! Do it now!”</b> His voice cracks and his chest heaves…but still no tears. <b>”Do it!”</b> He screams. <b>”You hear me? Bring her back!”</b><br><br>There’s just silence. He curses the sky, curses the Capitol, curses the Games and curses every hand that was a part of Thirteen’s rebellion. <b>”We weren’t even a part of it. She weren’t even a part of it! You’re punishing us for something we didn’t do!”&nbsp;</b>His breath shudders and his hands tremble…but still no tears.<br><br>Calista volunteered for this, he still doesn’t understand why. He still doesn’t understand how someone like her could choose to be so selfless…so reckless. He tells himself again that he can live in a world without Calista Dawn. Dexter stands, barely. His legs wobble and his heart feels like it is being crushed in a fist. His eyes burn with something that is not tears. If he can’t cry then he’ll have his revenge instead. The Herzog girl deserved Calista’s fate, it was her family’s failed attempt at an uprising that put him here. But first, he’ll take the easier one out first. Kennedy can’t be far away.<br><br><br><br></div></blockquote></blockquote></div></div></div><div align="center"><a target="_blank" href="https://hungergamesrpg.com/user/1889" rel="nofollow"><div style="font-size:6px;color:#ffffff;line-height:8px;letter-spacing:2px;">ELEGANT</div></a></div><br><br><div align="center"> Actions in trib maint.<br><br><i>Calista’s fall provided by Lyss.<br></i></div></div>
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            <h3 class="title aria-hidden">Post by prisma calderon 𖤓 d1f  [lyss] on <abbr data-timestamp="1772297206000" class="o-timestamp time" title="Sat Feb 28 2026 19:46:46 GMT+0300 (Москва, стандартное время)">Feb 28, 2026 at 7:46pm</abbr></h3>
            <div class="message" rel="js-user-link"><div align="center"><img style="max-width:400px;" src="https://i.pinimg.com/1200x/4d/4c/a2/4d4ca23e73994a54b7b08ec20042a090.jpg"><div style="width:400px;background:#ccc6c6;"><div style="word-spacing:1px;text-align:justify;"><br><div align="center"><blockquote><font color="#190d0d"><font face="georgia"><i>c a l i s t a .</i></font></font><br><br><font face="times new roman"><font color="#190d0d"><font size="1"><i>"don't wanna scrape you off the pavement<br>i can't be your savior<br>i don't wanna be here when you lose control"</i></font></font></font></blockquote><a style="color:rgb(48, 73, 88);" rel="nofollow" href="http://redirect.viglink.com?key=71fe2139a887ad501313cd8cce3053c5&amp;subId=2628686&amp;u=https%3A//open.spotify.com/track/5GpEHUNI0T7L7H3DnAaBXh%3Fsi%3D06d171b3cc334cb4" target="_blank"><img src="http://i.imgur.com/IpW5AHT.png" style="max-width:100%;"></a></div><blockquote><blockquote><font color="#000000"><i><font size="3"><font face="georgia">C</font></font></i><font size="1" face="ariel">alista returns to the carousel in search of whatever scraps might be left from the aftermath of the bloodbath. No different from Thirteen, sneaking out of her bunker at night to pilfer through whatever others had decided to discard. No different from Twelve either, only knowing hand-me-downs. She’s always taken whatever she can get her hands on, because she was never going to be gifted anything. If Dexter’s plan works, the arena will be the only place she ever experiences a brand-new purchase, meant only for her.<br><br>For now, the leftovers are plenty for her. Lying in the same location as before, albeit no longer over Finn from Four, is the other half of the carousel pole that Dexter shattered. Calista claims it, for no other reason than the fact that it’s somehow made a better weapon for Dexter than the actual sword strapped to Calista’s back. She practices spearing objects with the sharpened end, stabbing into paper crowns and bags littering the ground.<br><br>She’s lost in her own thoughts, wondering where Cai and Nav had been this morning, when a familiar voice calls out her name.<br><br><i>‘Calista?’</i><br><br>She whips around, a chill rolling down her spine. There’s nobody as far as she can see, but she knows that was Leo. He has to be somewhere, hiding amongst the still spinning horses.<br><br><i>‘You escaped me today. I don't think you even noticed me, but I will find you. Dexter as well.’</i><br><br>[[<b>“Oh, I noticed you,”</b>]] she mutters, head swiveling back and forth in search of him. [[<b>“But I thought you had found a new play thing.”</b>]] She would gladly let the legacy career take the brunt of whatever it was Leo had planned.<br><br>[[<b>“Why don’t you come out then?”</b>]] she calls out to him, louder this time. Splinters embed into her palms as she grips the broken pole, slowly circling the perimeter in search of Leo. Somehow his voice was as clear as day, despite Calista not being able to land an eye on him.<br><br><i>'I want to show you my favorite game to play. I bet you're having more fun than I am right now. I'm alone with the only person who doesn't talk in the arena.'</i><br><br>Her grip loosens on the pole, letting it roll past her fingers and hit the ground as she stands frozen, shell-shocked. There could be more animatronic figures in the arena than the fortune teller she had just left, but her sweep of the perimeter tells her there’s not one nearby. Leo is nowhere nearby, instead somehow taunting her from potentially miles away. As if he can sense her panicked thoughts, his giggle echoes across whatever stretches between them as he leaves her with his parting words.<br><br><i>'Talk to you soon'</i><br><br>[[<b>“Like hell you will,”</b>]] she mutters, gathering her loot before booking it out of there.<br><br></font></font></blockquote></blockquote></div><br></div></div><div align="center"><a rel="nofollow" href="https://hungergamesrpg.com/user/1889" target="_blank"><div style="font-size:6px;color:#ffffff;line-height:8px;letter-spacing:2px;">ELEGANT</div></a></div><br><br><font size="1"><div align="center"><i>[[unknowingly transmitted via opalescent ring]]<br></i></div></font><br><br></div>
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