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thecapitol2013-12-21 03:57 pm
the_marshal) wrote in thecapitol2013-12-21 03:57 pm
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Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue.
WHO| Wyatt and OTA
WHAT| Christmas Shopping!
WHERE| Various Capitol shops
WHEN| After getting the Secret Santa notes
Warnings| None at the moment. Will edit if anything comes up!
Like all the others, Wyatt had discovered the note in his room directing him to come up with a gift for one of his fellow tributes for Christmas. Never mind that he'd never even met the "Iskierka" listed on the card, or even known there was any kind of gift exchange going on in the first place.
...But he couldn't say that the idea didn't appeal, the more he thought about it. There hadn't been much to celebrate, that first Christmas of his in the Capitol, but this year....
Picking up the strange card he'd been given - trying not to think of the funds they'd given him as blood money - he cornered his escort for information (the man tried at least to look sheepish for signing Wyatt up) and then headed out into the snow.
Even armed with everything his escort could tell him about Iskierka, Wyatt still had little idea where to start shopping for a dragon. While he chewed it over, he hunted down some other gifts, knowing nothing would really be able to tell Max or Howard what they meant to him, but wanting to do something, all the same.
WHAT| Christmas Shopping!
WHERE| Various Capitol shops
WHEN| After getting the Secret Santa notes
Warnings| None at the moment. Will edit if anything comes up!
Like all the others, Wyatt had discovered the note in his room directing him to come up with a gift for one of his fellow tributes for Christmas. Never mind that he'd never even met the "Iskierka" listed on the card, or even known there was any kind of gift exchange going on in the first place.
...But he couldn't say that the idea didn't appeal, the more he thought about it. There hadn't been much to celebrate, that first Christmas of his in the Capitol, but this year....
Picking up the strange card he'd been given - trying not to think of the funds they'd given him as blood money - he cornered his escort for information (the man tried at least to look sheepish for signing Wyatt up) and then headed out into the snow.
Even armed with everything his escort could tell him about Iskierka, Wyatt still had little idea where to start shopping for a dragon. While he chewed it over, he hunted down some other gifts, knowing nothing would really be able to tell Max or Howard what they meant to him, but wanting to do something, all the same.
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"A quiet afternoon?"
He paused as they came across a small jeweller's shop, looking in the window. The work wasn't so ostentatious, and--
"Ah - I think I may have found something for Joan, at least."
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"Hmm," he hummed softly, eyes roving over the gleaming pieces on the soft velvet bed beyond the glass. "'Spose women haven't changed so much as to not appreciate somethin' that sparkles."
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It only took a moment - he outlined to the clerk what it was that he wanted and since they already had one nearly to specifications it only took a moment for them to bring it out. A gold bracelet, simply fashioned in the shape of a snake.
"Yes, that should do," He murmured with a smile.
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The stories said they did... but then the old tales also said they enjoyed virgin snacks, tied out to stakes. The Capitol might have been alright with that, given their stance on murder, but he hardly was.
He drifted the length of the gleaming counter, watching Max's transaction with one eye and taking in the baubles with the other.
"Congratulations, Max," he chuckled, wandering back as the bracelet was being boxed. "Yer first Christmas present."