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thecapitol2013-12-23 12:01 pm
etcircenses) wrote in thecapitol2013-12-23 12:01 pm
Entry tags:
- cassandra marko,
- harley quinn,
- joan watson,
- sigma klim,
- the grand highblood,
- wesker,
- wyatt earp,
- ✘ cuthbert allgood,
- ✘ donatello,
- ✘ ellie,
- ✘ eponine thenardier,
- ✘ hawkeye pierce,
- ✘ homura akemi,
- ✘ hsiang penny jiao,
- ✘ ian chesterton,
- ✘ ian gallagher,
- ✘ jack atlas,
- ✘ lin mayuzumi,
- ✘ maximus,
- ✘ neffa a reyeth,
- ✘ orc,
- ✘ pruna,
- ✘ r,
- ✘ rat,
- ✘ shion,
- ✘ venus dee milo
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Who| Everyone, pretty much. Particularly Secret Santa people and those Creuntus is fucking with.
What| Holiday times!
Where| The Tribute Training center
When| The whole week, but Creuntus' gifts arrive today.
Warnings/Notes| none atm. Please add any in thread headers. Also, for secret santa, if you are the giver start a thread with your giftee's name (unless you two have worked something else out between you). You can use the District threads below, or choose a different setting of your own.
Every floor public space is dripping with holiday decorations.
The decorations are themed, ridiculously so. Every surface is covered, and a table sits proudly full of holiday treats and spirits, kept stocked constantly by the avoxes. Cheerful music plays softly throughout the whole building, though luckily for everyone the Capitol doesn't really know what Christmas carols are.
Those with secret santa's have a cheery, passive-aggressive note reminding them not to disappoint anyone and ruin their holiday.
Those that have expressed a want for some object from home will find a box on their bed sometime during the day, with a merry holiday greeting from Cruentus. Inside they will find the object of their desire, or something similar, crafted from their words.
In blown glass. Pretty, decorative, utterly useless.
Bert's guns, Punchy's goggles, Sigma's music box, Maximus' leg, Mindy's knife, Terezi's dragon cane...on and on, as many gifts as Creuntus could find out. Those that were with them when they were pulled are more perfect replicas, those that they have just described obviously have an artistic touch to them.
What| Holiday times!
Where| The Tribute Training center
When| The whole week, but Creuntus' gifts arrive today.
Warnings/Notes| none atm. Please add any in thread headers. Also, for secret santa, if you are the giver start a thread with your giftee's name (unless you two have worked something else out between you). You can use the District threads below, or choose a different setting of your own.
Every floor public space is dripping with holiday decorations.
The decorations are themed, ridiculously so. Every surface is covered, and a table sits proudly full of holiday treats and spirits, kept stocked constantly by the avoxes. Cheerful music plays softly throughout the whole building, though luckily for everyone the Capitol doesn't really know what Christmas carols are.
Those with secret santa's have a cheery, passive-aggressive note reminding them not to disappoint anyone and ruin their holiday.
Those that have expressed a want for some object from home will find a box on their bed sometime during the day, with a merry holiday greeting from Cruentus. Inside they will find the object of their desire, or something similar, crafted from their words.
In blown glass. Pretty, decorative, utterly useless.
Bert's guns, Punchy's goggles, Sigma's music box, Maximus' leg, Mindy's knife, Terezi's dragon cane...on and on, as many gifts as Creuntus could find out. Those that were with them when they were pulled are more perfect replicas, those that they have just described obviously have an artistic touch to them.
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"I'm delighted. ...and relieved, if I'm honest. It's an odd custom, giving gifts to someone you don't know. Entirely too much pressure for me." He can feel the conversation winding down, and that's its own kind of relief-- but so long as he's doing this, so long as she likes the gift, he's going to make sure she remembers him as much as the necklace. "I see you on the screens so often, I could almost have fooled myself into thinking I knew you. Until they told me to give you a gift."
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"I know what you mean. I just had to go shopping for a zombie."
She also knew what he meant about how she was over exposed in the media. But that was a subject she'd rather steer far away from.
"But...thank you, again. It is a wonderful gift."
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She has no desire to discuss it. He reads it easily enough in her avoidance of the statement. That's a pity. The celebrities of this world are different from the strangers, even those who have gained comparative fame. They wear it differently, he has always thought; they know better what to do with it, how to use it as armor. He could learn from that.
Her deflection is its own lesson, though - that kind of trust isn't going to come automatically. Nor should it.
Neffa gives her one more grin - friendly, not just polite, this time - and a short bow, one hand extended palm-up. It's the polite way to end a transaction, not overly formal, and he's been here long enough that he doesn't bother waiting for the traditional response. "And again, I'm delighted that you think so. I hope the next time we speak, it isn't under the auspices of custom." I hope the next time we speak, we find ourselves with more to say than what the Capitol expects.
And, if she has nothing more to say, he'll make some last courtesy and go back to his own suite, to stare at the blown-glass conduit on his bed and hope very much that he's just made an ally.
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