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[ Parade ; Nat ] Nat sighed. Parade time had rolled around. This time was a little different; she had to have a custom boat made to sail. Nat’s designers didnt have a normal boat in mind; no- ofcourse not! They decided to make this more complicated then it needed to be. Of course they did. - Nat had a elegant turtle-necked tanktop with large glowing red wings, veins of oranges and dandelion yellow course through them, almost pulsating. Atop her gelled back hair was a twisted horn, also seeming lava-like. Truly dazzling indeed. Nat’s face contourted into a soft a sweet smile at Tangerine- who was the lead designer for 4. He had a bittersweet smile on him. “ It’s been awhile since Ive seen a tribute as confident as you. ” Tangerine said, sounding choked up. Nat blinked at him, feeling little empathy. She wasnt here for the sappy stuff. She was here for revenge. Sweet, sweet revenge. … But there’s no point in being rude. “ I guess most tributes in these districts didnt volunteer then- “ She said tilting her head and flexing her claws. Tangerine’s smile faded to a mere line of an expression as her adjusted the headpiece in her hair. “ Yknow, I had a tribute last round, Atticus- you know him Im sure- “ Tangerine started, a glassy gaze set on the headpiece. Nat’s pupils shrunk, turning to slits. “ You had Atticus last year? ” She asked turning around abruptly. “ Well uh yeah- “ He mumbled and looked at Nat, gaze steady. “ I thought he was confident, but youre like a whole new level of confidence aha- ¨ Tangerine continued and looked down. Nat smiled. “ That makes sense for him- “ That was all she said until Tangerine made his final adjustments and left Nat to be alone with her thoughts until a makeup team gave her some killer eyeliner and touched up her face. After that It was time for Nat to head to her boat. Even though the items she was assigned was quite hard to work with, she had some good ideas. And It was time to executed those ideas. - Nat had all of her supplies set up and the countdown before she was out there on the boat was ticking. Tick. Tock. She adjusted the harness on her waist that connected her to her special wings. This better work. She put a spoonful of corn starch in her mouth- getting ready. She dipped her paws in a bowl of propane mixed with shower gel and water. She looked at the timer. 5 4 3 2 1. Showtime. - Nat walked out onto her boat, her extravagant look glowed in the crisp night sky in which the bioluminescence helped out quite a bit. She was all hooked up to her boat and she was ready. A devious but determined glare split her gaze. She took a candle and blew on it, appearing to breath fire out her mouth with the help of the corn starch. Thank god for that lighter. She smiled as the crowd roared with praise. She was only getting started. “Thank you Capitol! I truly adore this fine experience I have here!” She lied, face beaming with a grin. “But that was merely the beginning of my show- ” She touched the autopilot button on the control panel and flashed a wicked smile towards the crowd. She grabbed the candle and set a specific part of her extravagant tank-top on fire, burning and making the wings catch fire in a perfect manner. She felt her heart in her throat as the crowd screamed and roared. If she messed this up- it could be life or death. She pressed a button, releasing the doves covered in a red-firey algae that burned the night air. They fluttered gracefully into the crowd, earning her some ‘ooo’s and ´aww’s. Nat fiddled with her harness. It was now or never-. “ I am Nat of District 4!” She ran towards the back side of the boat. “ Remember that name now! ” She jumped off the boat, wings opening promptly and catching air, sending her flying up into the night sky, getting tugged along by her boat. “ Fore I am the Phoenix from the depths of Hell- Risen to this plane! “ She was asail, burning like a firefly in the black sky, illuminating it like a pillar. She did it. Her magnificent wings did it. Now she needed to win.
WOOOOOO okay that took awhile. space for fit that i made in like three seconds Anyways she had : Lighter ( cause of all fire ) Bio algae ( on fit and doves ) Doves ( I mean,, theyre doves idk man ) Basically she parasailed while on fire in a phoenix suit. bye fire on fire that girl is on fire
