Suddenly I am furious, that with my life on the line, they don't even have the decency to pay attention
to me. That I'm being upstaged by a dead pig. My heart starts to pound, I can feel my face burning.
Without thinking, I pull an arrow from my quiver and send it straight at the Gamemakers' table.
I hear shouts of alarm as people stumble back. The arrow skewers the apple in the pig's mouth and
pins it to the wall behind it. Everyone stares at me in disbelief. - (7.96)
About me
I. Am. Jaxadora. [Who]Constantly growing, changing, evolving, and learning. Strive for nothing less than your best.
Reblogging. If I had a penny for every time I did it, I'd be on my way to being a millionaire.
My tumblr has nothing of substance. Fandom fandom fanom.
