knifewithnoname: (pondering)
knifewithnoname ([personal profile] knifewithnoname) wrote in [community profile] thecapitol2013-12-03 02:28 pm

Back at last

Who| Pruna and open
What| Pruna finally gets revived
Where| Tribute tower
When| Current
Warnings/Notes| mentions of death, teeth being pulled out

[District 12 suites] Pruna woke up to smiling stylists, she sat up on the metal cot and after a few moments had convinced them she was fine to go back to the tribute tower. Unlike the first time she had woken up she was no longer worried or upset about coming back. She just wanted to get on with things, and get away from all the prodding and poking.

The first thing she did when she got into her room was yank out her wobbly tooth. It was time for it to come out, it had fallen out twice now and it was stupid that it was back and wobbly again. She rinsed the blood out of her mouth and pulled on a jumper and some training trousers. It was a lot colder than it had been before, even though she was inside.

Once she was ready she ran out of her room. "Sandy? Do you be being back yet? Can we be getting ice cream?" She yelled not caring what time it was or if she woke anyone up or disturbed anyone.

[Common room downstairs] Pruna sat huddled on a chair, a mug of hot chocolate in her hands, watching the television screens. She had missed a lot it seemed, since her and Sandy had got eaten by the eel. Sandy had told her she had woken up ages ago, and Pruna hadn't. Why had they waited? Was she harder to bring back? Was it a warning? She scowled and threw the controller at the television, not caring if it hit anyone who was in the way.
carnagecarnival: (I saw bright open common sense.)

[personal profile] carnagecarnival 2013-12-03 08:44 pm (UTC)(link)
It's just as he gets near to her that he sees the remote go flying and hit the television. The initiate looks from her, all huddled in her chair, to the TV. Its a guess sure, but he goes on it as he walks over to turn the thing off. He moves back away and settles down by her side, on the floor.

He doesn't exactly know if she'll want him there in that moment, but he sits anyway. He doesn't speak just yet, waiting to see if she might prefer the silence.
carnagecarnival: (I saw bright open common sense.)

[personal profile] carnagecarnival 2013-12-03 10:12 pm (UTC)(link)
He nods. "They take longer with the bringing back all if the body's condition ain't being close as it is meant all to be. MOTHERFUCKERS TAKE AT THEIR DAMN TIME IN THE RECONSTRUCTING." It was unnerving to think about, to even consider. He doubted she would like the idea of them doing that any more than he or anyone else. But he knows from the Helmsman, who comes back worn as he does, that that's how it works.

He also knows, as well as she does he'd bet, that sometimes it's about a good show. He doesn't think that would be her issue.

"They ain't go reason not to keep you girl. YOU GOT AT THE SKILL. You got for the motherfucking charm about you what he ain't even got. YOU'RE MORE INTERESTING THAN MOST MOTHERFUCKERS CAN HOPE, HE'D ALL SAY. Besides," He adds her in a hushed word, "I wouldn't let the fuckers rest until you were returned true. A SISTER LEAVES WHEN ALL SHE WILLS TO."
carnagecarnival: (Than to breathe a lie.)

[personal profile] carnagecarnival 2013-12-03 11:26 pm (UTC)(link)
He grins wide at her response and it reaches up to his eyes. "Good. AS THEY WOULD UP AND HAVE EARNED AND SO AS THEY WOULD BE FELLED BY IF THEY TRIED." He doesn't care for probability either.

He might not know the leaps she's taking, but he's always been a paranoid, distrusting person. He looks from the mug to her, then takes a leap of his own. He reaches out carefully, studying it, and asks, "What is it?"
justoutrunyou: (The jig is up)

[personal profile] justoutrunyou 2013-12-04 11:08 am (UTC)(link)
The all of her friend seemed almost too good to be true! Sandy had been worrying herself sick over Pruna's absence and had convinced herself that Pruna was dead or worse.

And clearly it was all Sandy's fault.

But hearing Pruna shouting for her, scarcely daring to believe her ears Sandy launched out of bed and came scrambling out of her room wild eyed and afraid that she might have imagined the whole thing.

"Ashley?!"
justoutrunyou: (I don't have to outrun the bear just you)

[personal profile] justoutrunyou 2013-12-04 11:36 am (UTC)(link)
Sandy couldn't hang back a moment longer and dashed for Pruna, crossing the space in a few long steps and embracing the girl firmly, no fear of how someone like Pruna would normally react to being rushed.
carnagecarnival: (And stamp on it's face.)

[personal profile] carnagecarnival 2013-12-05 04:30 am (UTC)(link)
The cup feels warm in his hands, if not from the drink itself, then from being in her hands only moments before. It smells good, this murky drink. As far as he can tell, there ain't no sign of poison. He lifts it to his lips, then, gives a strange surprised sort of clicking chirrup. He looks up at her then back to the cup. Then takes another sip.

"IT'S SWEET!" He exclaims. "Not like elixir proper's all like at to be. BUT GOOD." He smiles at her. With the side of his hand, he wipes the faint mark of paint off the mug, then passes it carefully back.
carnagecarnival: (Better not to breathe.)

[personal profile] carnagecarnival 2013-12-05 09:01 am (UTC)(link)
"That so? SUPPOSE A MOTHERFUCKER CAN ALL SEE WHY." He nods. "She preaches truth she up and does. AND TO ALL UP AND THINK, WE AIN'T EVEN GOT ALL TO HUNT FOR IT." He barks a sudden wry laugh. "Only need to motherfucking kill all one another in a way what entertains and ain't even being death." But then he softens again. "REMIND ME SISTER. They ain't got elixir proper- miracle it all is in realness- but they have things what all are being similar. HE SHALL FIND SOME FOR SHE THEN."
justoutrunyou: (Peeking around the corner)

[personal profile] justoutrunyou 2013-12-06 12:12 am (UTC)(link)
The hug came with a squeeze and a shudder as Sandy let go of all the tension she'd been building up.

"I've been alone for days. I was afraid they weren't going to bring you back." She gripped the back of Pruna's shirt gently and slowly relaxed.

"I would have torn this place apart if that was true." She added knowing Pruna liked to hear things like that.
justoutrunyou: (Default)

[personal profile] justoutrunyou 2013-12-09 07:15 pm (UTC)(link)
She finally unwound the hug though kept a hand on Pruna's arm as if breaking the physical contact might suddenly make Pruna vanish again.

"I don't know. First I thought they might have brought you back first and I was running around looking for you. But each day I got more worried." She explained and led Pruna back to her room so she could get on a coat and boots.

Even if it was cold out, they were going for ice cream. Hot cocoa and Ice cream.
gardienne: (smile and shrug)

[personal profile] gardienne 2013-12-10 10:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Eponine had just walked into the room when Pruna threw the remote, and she began to laugh a hoarse, throaty laugh that ended in a bout of hacking coughs.

"Oh mademoiselle Pruna! That is not the way to use such a device. Do you not know? Here -"

She picked up the remote and brought it back to Pruna. "You press the button and the screen will change it's picture. You see?"

She grinned, and Pruna might notice that Eponine's formerly white teeth have gone: in their place are Eponine's natural ones. They're brown and cracked and completely missing in places. In fact, Eponine all over was looking a great deal shabbier since her return to the Capitol. She herself didn't seem at all perturbed though.
gardienne: (tired)

[personal profile] gardienne 2013-12-10 11:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"Then why did you throw the stick?"

She ignored the glares, and settled down on the chair next to Pruna, pulling her bare legs up beneath her.

"No. I do not think they like me so much. But it does not matter - I asked them not to change me. I am fed up of being dressed up so. It doesn't make a difference in the end, does it? I thought it might, but..." She sighed. "I was wrong, Mademoiselle."
gardienne: (smile and shrug)

[personal profile] gardienne 2013-12-10 11:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, perhaps I do not care about sponsors. They will not sponsor me now, whatever I look like. Not without Howard." She shrugged. "So what does it matter?"

Eponine herself, still insecure about how she looked, tried to steer the conversation back to Pruna.

"Why is it stupid? Did it bite you, Mademoiselle?"

She laughed again.
carnagecarnival: (I breathe in life.)

[personal profile] carnagecarnival 2013-12-11 05:22 am (UTC)(link)
"Good on that then," He says. "WILL GET INTRODUCTIONS MADE UP UPON THAT NOISE ALL LIKE BETWEEN A SISTER AND ELIXIR, GOOD AND PROPER HE UP AND WILL. Of course he'll have to make on for finding the best kind of replacement what's being about." He pauses, going still, before allowing himself to lean against her chair.

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