"I was taken, like you, I wanted to fight, I - " Jason pushes his hands into his short hair, tugs hard at the streak of white and breathes in. He can hear himself, as fractured as they all say he is, as broken, but he can't help it. All he can do is wait it out.
"A man took me in from the streets when I was eleven. He was a hero, he taught me to fight, how to help people, he thinks he ruined me, taught me violence, but he saved me. But I died, I - his greatest enemy, he killed me, but I came back. Katniss called me a mutt, but I'm not, I'm still me, I - "
Jason lets his hands fall. He could kill Finnick in twelve different ways without telegraphing a thing, and still he feels vulnerable. Cracked open and bleeding out, all these little pieces that won't go back together, why must it always be like this? "I don't know why I came back, but I'm stronger. I know more. I won't - I won't let bad people live to hurt others."
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Date: 2012-01-26 10:22 pm (UTC)"A man took me in from the streets when I was eleven. He was a hero, he taught me to fight, how to help people, he thinks he ruined me, taught me violence, but he saved me. But I died, I - his greatest enemy, he killed me, but I came back. Katniss called me a mutt, but I'm not, I'm still me, I - "
Jason lets his hands fall. He could kill Finnick in twelve different ways without telegraphing a thing, and still he feels vulnerable. Cracked open and bleeding out, all these little pieces that won't go back together, why must it always be like this? "I don't know why I came back, but I'm stronger. I know more. I won't - I won't let bad people live to hurt others."