diamond's are a girl's best friend {open}

[ruby jade opaline]

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[atrb=width,240] The train ride to the Capitol was not all that long from District One; she was fairly excited, in fact, to be able to meet her fellow Tribute (Atticus Savoy, eighteen years of age, cool and collected, volunteer), and of course, her mentor, Shimmer, infamous victor from District One, known for her backstabbing beauty. Ruby smiled. These were the things that she learnt in training; although, she wouldn't call herself a career. She didn't plan on working with anyone, until she really got to sizing up who she would be able to work with. Plus, despite the riches her parents had, they wouldn't pay for career training- they were too naive to think that their daughter could ever be chosen to be a tribute. Luckily, she snuck in to the classes quite often- they were very lenient on letting kids in, as long as they saw potential. Sitting down on a light blue loveseat coated in blue velvet, she had her legs crossed- like the polite lady that she was- and was clad in a soft pink silk robe, her heels from back when she was reaped, and nothing else. Her prep team had little work to do; a scrub-down and a little bit of tweezing here and there, nothing much else. She was blessed with relatively little body hair, to begin with. There were times when she thought the Capitol had done something to District 1, put something in their water, to ensure that everyone was born with genes of good looks and beauty. Not that she minded, however. Her only problem was that the Capitol controlled her whole life- and in the Games, she did not have a problem losing to the other contestants. She had a problem with losing to the Capitol. Brushing a lock of long and silky hair behind her shoulder, she put her hands in her lap, waiting (apparently) for someone.	[atrb=width,140] words , --- words outfit , Here. notes , Nope, got none.
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