odainath

It’s excellent shooting. I turn to the Gamemakers. A few are nodding approval, but the majority of them are fixated on a roast pig that has just arrived at their banquet table.

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.

Thank you for your consideration,” I say. Then I give a slight bow and walk straight toward the exit without being dismissed.

(Source: rosesdoctors)

fabrose:

You know we always were two ends of the same bitch-goddess spectrum.
Maybe that's why we love each other so much. And slap each other...

(Source: agroon)