Where is she? What are they doing to her? “Prim!” I cry out. “Prim!” Only another agonized scream answers me. How did she get here? Why is she part of the Games? “Prim!” Vines cut into my face and arms, creepers grab my feet. But I am getting closer to her. Closer. Very close now. […] I hear her but can’t see her. Her next wail rings out, clear as a bell, and there’s no mistaking the source. It’s coming from the mouth of a small, crested black bird perched on a branch about ten feet over my head. And then I understand.
It’s a jabberjay.
I hold my breath as he turns the last knife in his hand. I see a glint in his eyes as he pulls his arm back and lets the knife fly. It comes straight at me, spinning, blade over handle. My body goes rigid. This time, when it hits the board, my ear stings, and blood tickles my skin. I touch my ear. He nicked it. And judging by the look he gives me, he did it on purpose.
I’m nothing like Finnick Odair. I was surprised that the director was able to see past my ugly exterior.
Jennifer Lawrence & Suzanne Collins @ the Catching Fire premiere in LA
TMI Meme: One Species
Nephilim: a secretive race of humans born with angelic blood. They are a demon-hunting race that has survived for over a thousand years. They have fought the demons valiantly, creating their own culture and civilization within human society. Their mandate is to keep the peace in the Shadow World and keep it hidden from the mundane world while protecting the inhabitants of both worlds.
"I’m not interested in fame at all."— Crystal Reed.