she got legs

[dividedgirlofmine]

Who| Susannah and OPEN
What| Susannah's got some mechanical legs
Where| all over the Capitol!
When| Oh, starting from yesterday, probably, and going up to the Crowning.
Warnings/Notes| Ian C, Eddie, and Felicity will all have closed threads, but feel free to make your own underneath theirs



Eight deaths caused by her hands (including her own) equaled eight envelopes of killmoney. Perhaps it was a bit callous for her to turn around and use it as a downpayment on robot legs, but she wasn't a mentor like Maximus. She couldn't just get them for free. And really, she was lucky to find someone willing to craft and fit them for that little upfront--although she was going to be a walking advertisement for their product now, as well as an actual advertisement in a couple days. It was better than to have to beg the rest of the money from a sponsor--she'd heard some things about what they expected in return.

She was glad, now, that she'd asked Maximus how it felt to use his mechanical leg. It had prepared her.

So now here she is, walking around on a pair of porcelain robot legs with blue detailing, wearing a skirt just far enough past her knees in length for her to really show them off. And she's definitely looking to show them off.

Wheelchair tribute is no more--Susannah's got legs and she (mostly) knows how to use them!

Comments

Ian C

[dividedgirlofmine]

Of course the first thing Susannah does is go straight up to Eddie's room in the D3 suites. He hadn't been able to go with her to get them fitted onto her--something about a meeting that he as Mentor had to attend--but she'd been sure he'd be done by the time she was back. Unfortunately, he wasn't. So now she's leaned up against a wall in, waiting for him to come back, and wishing she'd brought along cookies or something, like she'd done the last couple times she'd come to visit.

Re: Ian C

[splendid_roman]

Ian wasn't far behind her on entering the district 3 suite, so she'd only been there a couple of minutes before he came in. He smiled at her, opened his mouth to say a friendly greeting, and then saw her legs. "You have blue legs," he said, sounding slightly amazed. It was quite rude, but he couldn't help himself.

Re: Ian C

[dividedgirlofmine]

"White," she corrects, "with blue flowers. Until today, I'd had no legs for about six years, so I feel that's an improvement."

She looks the tribute--or at least she assumes he is, she thinks he's one of Eddie's--up and down. Her eyes keep going back to his hair, which is styled in a way she really hasn't seen much of since she left New York.

Interesting.

Re: Ian C

[splendid_roman]

It was blue enough to call it blue, but he wasn't going to argue about colours, that was silly. "That is an improvement," he agreed. "How on earth did you manage with no legs?"

Re: Ian C

[dividedgirlofmine]

"Crawling," she says with a shrug. "I can move surprisingly fast that way. And last arena they left a wheelchair for me behind the ticket desk." She's assuming he means in the arenas.

Eddie

[dividedgirlofmine]

As soon as she sees Eddie, Susannah makes her apologies to whoever she's talking to and practically dances over to her man. "There you are, honey," she practically purrs. "What do you think?"

[wiredup]

"Looking good, hot stuff!"

His grin was wide as she walked up, reaching out to take her hand and leading her in a spin. Stepping back, he leaned down, looking at them a little closer.

"They're beautiful, baby. You like them?"

[dividedgirlofmine]

"Love them!" She grins back, then leans over to brush her mouth against his. It's nice to be eye level--or thereabouts--with him. "You're gonna have to take me dancin', you know. A real night on the town."

[wiredup]

"Show you off."

His grin was a bit more subdued at that. He knew some people that would be less than happy to see him out and about with a tribute.

But, well...fuck em.

Taking the edge of her skirt, he went to flick it up. To get a better look at her legs. Of course.

[dividedgirlofmine]

The prosthetics go up to just above her stump and are jointed at what would have been her knee. They aren't really porcelain, but something a bit stronger that looks like porcelain. The blue floral decorations are the same color blue as you get on blue and white china plates.

Susannah makes a clucking sound with her tongue. "In the bedroom, Mister." Her voice, however, is light and teasing.

Felicity

[dividedgirlofmine]

One of the best things about having legs again in Susannah's mind is being able to reach the high shelves on her own. And that's what she's doing now, in this Capitol bookstore, reaching up to pull down an interesting looking volume--

--only to bump into another customer as she does so.

"Sorry 'bout that," she apologizes, glancing at the woman she bumped into. Odd. She looks familiar.

[iphigeneia]

Felicity had been too busy staring at Susannah's legs to actually notice that she was in danger of bumping into the other woman. Catching herself being impossibly rude, she forced a charming grin and hoped she hadn't been too offensive. After all, it wasn't everyday one saw legs such as those, not even in the Capitol.

"Oh, no, my apologies." The blonde practically chirped with her bright English accent. It was moments like these when she wished she still looked like a little girl instead of a woman. Children, though she despised them, always seemed to get away with gawking at people. "I wasn't paying attention."

[dividedgirlofmine]

Susannah expects people to stare--and honestly, she hadn't noticed Felicity had been. She smiles back gently. "It's all right, sugar. Happens to the best of us."

She takes a moment to study Felicity's face. Definitely familiar, even if she can't connect it to a name. And with that accent... "You're a tribute, aren't you? So am I. Susannah Dean, Dee Ten."

[iphigeneia]

Fee was surprised at being recognized, though in hindsight she should have seen it coming. This wasn't the first time she'd been recognized on the street.

"Yes, I am." She recovered enough to smile cordially. "I'm Felicity Worthington, from District Two. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance."

[dividedgirlofmine]

"Pleasure's all mine," Susannah replies, holding out her hand to shake if Felicity wants to. "I-- don't know how new you are, but if you need anything explained I'll do my best. Of course, for all I know you've been stuck here longer than me!"

[silberfuchs]

Again out perusing the jewelry shops for personal reasons, Albert's attention is grabbed by Susannah's brazen display of mechanical augmentation. He knows a little about her, mostly just from snippets of broadcasts about her performance in the arena and repeated mention of her wheelchair, so at least he has that backgound and doesn't jump to any conclusions about fashionable limb replacement surgery (though let's be fair, in the Capitol, that does't seem like it would be too out of place).

When he'd had mechanical legs of his own, Albert had done all he could to hide them, granted his had been blatantly metallic and an obvious outward sign of how he no longer had fit the basic definition of 'human' given that it wasn't just his legs that had been replaced. Now that he has a fully human body again, he'd reacted similarly. The first thing he'd done back on Mocawa was go sunbathing in a speedo and he still gets a happy thrill going for his morning run on the training center treadmill in shorts that instead of revealing the hinged casings for his knee-mounted missile launchers now just show off well muscled legs.

It's simultaneously jarring and uplifting to see someone so proud of a mechanical enhancement, given his history, and pardon him if he can't help but stare a little as Susannah sashays past him on the street.

[dividedgirlofmine]

Susannah notices his staring--and interprets it in entirely the wrong way. "Sorry, honey," she says, looking back over her shoulder at him. "I'm taken."

[silberfuchs]

Her speaking seems to snap him out of it and Albert meets her eyes sheepishly. "As am I. Sorry, I was..."

He's not sure what to say about it. Despite his own feelings on cybernetics, he can put himself in her shoes. She couldn't walk without these legs, she's obviously happy, healthy, nothing against her will. Who is he to judge in the slightest? "Congratulations."

[dividedgirlofmine]

"Thanks," she replies. She takes a moment to study his face. It seems familiar. After a moment, though, it sinks in who he is. "You're one of Eddie's tributes, aren't you?"

[silberfuchs]

"I think so. At least, I've been told he's a mentor for District 3 but I haven't met him yet." Probably because he spends most of his time in District 2 with his fiance but that doesn't have to be common knowledge.

[youbarium]

They meet by chance in the halls of the Tribute Center, walking past each other. At first, Carlos doesn't recognize her.

Then, he does a double take. He turns to look again, pulling his glasses off to get a better look (because that is how it works for scientists: glasses are completely necessary unless what you are looking at is surprising, in which case you see more clearly when you dramatically take them off).

"Mrs. Dean?" he asks, eyes wide with surprise. "That's you, isn't it?"

[dividedgirlofmine]

"Carlos!" She grins and spins around on her heel to face him, only a little wobbly. "What do you think of my new legs?"

(She assumes the glasses whipping is because he's farsighted.)

[youbarium]

He has heard of Capitol prosthetics before, of course, but never seen them in action. Carlos slides his glasses back on, looking her over from ankle to waist.

"What a remarkable piece of technology," he says. "Would you mind if I took a closer look?"

[dividedgirlofmine]

Susannah looks at him skeptically. "Maybe. In private. Possibly with my man watchin'. And you have to promise not to get any funny ideas!"

Sorry, Carlos, but the way you're looking at her... although it's not really at her, is it? Just her legs.

[youbarium]

"What?" Carlos starts -- he looks honestly surprised. "Oh, no, I didn't mean anything like that," he protests, embarrassed. "My interest is purely scientific; I -- I was just wondering how they were made."