New kind of victory.

[etcircenses]

Who| Everyone on the District Tours.
What| The Celebration dinners for all the Districts.
Where| Specified in thread.
When| The second night they are there.
Warnings/Notes| Find your district below. Leave any questions here. And please add any needed warning into your subject line when appropriate.

Comments

[celebrityskinned]

"There's no way you're getting drunk off this. You sure this is all you've had tonight?" Venus juts her lower lip out. "I mean, not like I can get on your case for underage drinking, but you just look a little...out of it."

[privilegecheck]

"I haven't had anything else. Oh, except water," Kankri replies cheerfully. "I feel perfectly fine, really. Better than I have since coming here. It reminds me a little of Kurloz's so-called 'miracle elixir,' I only tasted it once, but I think this is better."

[celebrityskinned]

"Well, anything that reminds you of miracle anything should probably get nipped in the bud." She drains the glass she took from him. "Tour's been treating you alright?"

[privilegecheck]

Kankri pouts slightly, but doesn't protest, just snags a glass of water from someone passing by with a tray - not an Avox, thankfully, that seems a monstrous peculiarity of the Capitol for the most part.

"As well as can be, I suppose. I confess I feel rather lost much of the time, being so new and so...well, frankly, unsuited to this kind of life. But I'm finding I rather like the people here. And it's been nice to get out of that sterile tower they keep us in. I haven't been in what you might call civilization in, oh, I'd estimate three of your human years or so? So I thought I would be feeling more self-conscious around this many strangers, particularly aliens, but it's...they're different. From the Capitol, I mean."

[celebrityskinned]

"Yeah, they're a lot more chatty." Venus, by contrast, seems much less comfortable here than she is with the Capitol. She's used to swimming like a shark amongst shoals of superficial barracudas, not among being being genuine and honest. They make her somewhat uncomfortable.

She can see all the poverty written into their badly-fitted clothes, into the way some of them sneak food into their pockets, the way they ogle her earrings knowing that one could feed them for a month. Venus' hand comes up to the pendant of wire and beads a little girl gave her, a thanks for saving her sister from the Reaping pool.

"Want to take a walk?"