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thecapitol2012-10-29 08:29 am
electriccandlelight) wrote in thecapitol2012-10-29 08:29 am
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WHO| Eliot Spencer, Valeria Rushlit, other District 3 Tributes if they wanna stop by?
WHAT| Eliot and Valeria discuss costumes
WHEN| A few days before Halloween
WHERE| Valeria's Workshop
WARNING/NOTES| Extreme tackiness? Otherwise none at the moment.
She would fiercely deny it should anyone bring it up, but Valeria was tired. The woman who could stay up all night party-hopping and be fresh and perky at brunch the next morning was long gone, it seemed. The endless pressure, admittedly at least partly brought on by her own perfectionism and need for attention, was finally wearing her down, culminating in her asleep at her own work bench, head pillowed on her arms.
Around the workshop there was a tangle of wires, lights flashing on projects started but never finished, tools piled haphazardly, the gentle whir of machinery she had turned on and forgot to turn off, heedless of power concerns, and in the middle Valeria snored, loud enough to wake the dead.
WHAT| Eliot and Valeria discuss costumes
WHEN| A few days before Halloween
WHERE| Valeria's Workshop
WARNING/NOTES| Extreme tackiness? Otherwise none at the moment.
She would fiercely deny it should anyone bring it up, but Valeria was tired. The woman who could stay up all night party-hopping and be fresh and perky at brunch the next morning was long gone, it seemed. The endless pressure, admittedly at least partly brought on by her own perfectionism and need for attention, was finally wearing her down, culminating in her asleep at her own work bench, head pillowed on her arms.
Around the workshop there was a tangle of wires, lights flashing on projects started but never finished, tools piled haphazardly, the gentle whir of machinery she had turned on and forgot to turn off, heedless of power concerns, and in the middle Valeria snored, loud enough to wake the dead.
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Not one for sentimentality, all she could think about once he was finished was the best way to utilize it. "Tragic ending," she murmured. "Everyone does like a bad boy, especially with a heart of gold...I think I can get more out of this than a little Halloween costume..." She trailed off, ideas already racing. She'd need to contact the Escorts, they always preferred that she discuss things like this with them first. So stifling.
"But!" She burst out after a short time of thought. "That's for later. As for now, I think I can whip you up something in that vein." She turned back to the bench. "It'll have to be...low-key," she shuddered at the thought, "--but I'm sure I can manage something. Have your measurements changed? Lost, gained weight, muscle, what have you?"
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