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thecapitol2014-04-04 11:31 pm
drunkenmentor) wrote in thecapitol2014-04-04 11:31 pm
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Who| Haymitch and you
What| Introduction. He's been released after a year of confinement. Feel free to bump into him at any point along his journey
Where| On the street or in the Training Center complex
When| During the mini arena, though he has no idea that it's going on
Warnings/Notes| Alcoholism + general Hunger Games angst
It's been over a year since anyone has seen this particular face in public. Haymitch isn't a social creature by nature, but like any victor, he's not given a choice in the matter of his own celebrity. One day he was mentoring tributes, just as he's been doing for the past twenty-five years---the next, he was just gone with no explanation.
Now, just as suddenly, he's back. The Capitol officials who released him from confinement instructed him to return to the Training Center and continue his duties as a mentor. He really has no idea how long he's even been detained for, because the bastards certainly didn't see fit to give him a calendar; but after an entire year of barely any contact with the outside world, he has other priorities that definitely do not include picking up a newspaper to read about things he's missed. A year of confinement for Haymitch equals a year of forced sobriety, and so he wastes no time in ducking into the first liquor store he comes across.
Only after this need has been met, does he make his way to the Training Center; pushing the elevator button for the twelfth floor as he takes a swig from his bottle.
What| Introduction. He's been released after a year of confinement. Feel free to bump into him at any point along his journey
Where| On the street or in the Training Center complex
When| During the mini arena, though he has no idea that it's going on
Warnings/Notes| Alcoholism + general Hunger Games angst
It's been over a year since anyone has seen this particular face in public. Haymitch isn't a social creature by nature, but like any victor, he's not given a choice in the matter of his own celebrity. One day he was mentoring tributes, just as he's been doing for the past twenty-five years---the next, he was just gone with no explanation.
Now, just as suddenly, he's back. The Capitol officials who released him from confinement instructed him to return to the Training Center and continue his duties as a mentor. He really has no idea how long he's even been detained for, because the bastards certainly didn't see fit to give him a calendar; but after an entire year of barely any contact with the outside world, he has other priorities that definitely do not include picking up a newspaper to read about things he's missed. A year of confinement for Haymitch equals a year of forced sobriety, and so he wastes no time in ducking into the first liquor store he comes across.
Only after this need has been met, does he make his way to the Training Center; pushing the elevator button for the twelfth floor as he takes a swig from his bottle.