Rebel Rebel, your face is a mess

[nofunandgames]

Who| Elias and Open (with guidelines below in notes)
What| Elias getting to know those the Rebellion might want to court.
Where| The Speakeasy.
When| Evenings and late nights spread across several weeks.
Warnings/Notes| You would only have the chance to meet Elias if you had shown obvious, observable pro-rebellion tendencies. He will not approach anyone he's not sure of. If that happened, you might notice people around you letting you know you should maybe check out the Speakeasy, maybe, just try it, go.

The man seemed very unassuming, another done up Capitol fop with lop sided hair covering half his face, and ridiculously heavy makeup. In another time and place, he would have stuck out like a sore thumb, but here he was the norm.He moved around the club, never staying still too long, and never getting caught in a conversation for long.

He was trying not to be noticed. And he was good at it. He was on the hunt for those that had shown they might be of interest to the rebellion.

The list was growing, and he was becoming frustrated with having his hands tied, locked to this local.

Luckily he had some cohorts out, to suggest this place, and drive those he wanted to meet here.

Comments

[silberfuchs]

Again Albert is at the Speakeasy, though this time it's not to escape the things he can do nothing about. This time he's here because he's been nudged, prodded, and had hints dropped at him that this is where he should be and considering there are few sponsors to schmooze for those in District 3 and Jet's apparently lying low in the arena so there's little news of him on television, he took the hint and planted himself at a booth in the bar, swirling a beer around and watching the other clientele with a benign air that hides his caution.

Still, he doesn't notice Elias at all in the crowd of strangely dressed Capitolites undulating through the place, but while the other man blends in, Albert still sticks out, having resisted his stylist enough that he's left alone to dress himself in whatever plain clothes he can muster. A black leather jacket, black t-shirt, jeans and (go forbid) naturally silver hair that shows his age, or rather would if he hadn't had it all his life.

[nofunandgames]

"Albert, Albert Heinrich!"

Elias comes forward with a smile and a drink, putting on the friendly Capitol fan face. It was the easiest, most Tributes were trained to respond at least someone civilly to it. Did he himself know?

With people he knew the least about, he found it the easiest to approach under. He set the drink before the man, sliding in across from him.

"I hope you don't mind the drink? Ale, from District 10."

[silberfuchs]

An unfamiliar voice calling his name would have garnered suspicion from Albert before, but after some time here in Panem he's some to at least acknowledge that most Capitolites know his name from the Games. With District 3 gone, he's even more pressed to try for sponsors (if not for himself than his allies) and so he puts on a smile of his own and accepts the drink via stopping it sliding off the table.

"Not at all. In fact, I thank you for it, though I'm afraid you have me at a disadvantage."

[nofunandgames]

"Just looking for a few good Tributes to hand some Assi off to next arena." he shrugged, glancing around as if worried that Albert was a commodity someone else was going to snatch up.

"I am very particular about where my funds go though. Would you mind if we had a chat, man to man, about the games?"

He knew this sort of over assuming wasn't that abnormal. How many Capitolities had asked him to meet one of his tributes over the years, after all?

"I have the Silver room booked up for the night. Join me?"

[silberfuchs]

Being asked into a private room does indeed give Albert pause, especially after being given a strange drink, but the offer of assistance in the arena is too strong of a incentive to pass up, especially with Albert being quite sure he can take this guy if necessary. He nods shortly and stands, indicating he'll join his potential benefactor.

"I would like to know your name though, please. I tend to care about details like that with an offer of aid. It helps to know who to thank."