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"You don't play with fire, unless you wanna get burned, wanna get burned." -Grace Vanderwaal. Ataraxia Blake has absolutely no one left. nobody she cares about. when young Lilliana get reaped for the 68th Hunger games, Ataraxia feels as if she should go instead. Not a little girl. Finnick Odair has taught himself, countless times, not to get close to his tributes as they often come back dead as a doornail, but how could he not? Finnick found himself entranced in her skill and beauty. Ataraxia Blake was different. She was a surviver. Friends are made, Enemies are made. Some people make it out alive. Some people get lost in the crossfire. "Youve got fire." Finnick commented as he dangled her father's ring out of her reach. Ataraxia was about to give up and find it later when Finnick said "Oh, Come on Roxi, didn't mommy teach you to never give up?" Ataraxia stopped in her tracks and looked him dead in the eye before grabbing his arm, twisting it behind his back, and stood behind him, her breath on his neck She tsked her tongue and said "Odair. I honestly thought you knew better." She got closer. "You don't fuck with fire. You're going to get burned." She then took the ring, and walked away, leaving him in shock. "Oh, little boy, you never learned, you don't play with fire, but your already burned, your already burned."
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