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thecapitol2014-04-06 08:37 pm
keep_surviving) wrote in thecapitol2014-04-06 08:37 pm
(open) i think im changing
Who| Diana and you
What| Diana's killing time during the mini-arena. Maybe training, maybe avoiding training.
Where| District 5 suite, Diana's room, various cafe's in the Capitol, maybe the Training Room later
When| During the mini-arena
Warnings/Notes| Basic Diana warnings. Starvation. Mentions of trauma. Sexual references. Foul language. Etc.
The TV in their suite is constantly playing something about the new arena. And it seems to always be focused on one of the District 5 members. Diana's sure how much longer she can take trying to walk through to the kitchen only to be blindsided by sideburns. God forbid Han's won this, she's not sure how'd she handle them being on the main story for a whole month. Sighing, she sits down, placing her very large smoothie on a coaster and begins peeling apart her orange. Please let the camera switch to Venus soon.
xxx
She lounges on her bed, stomach pressed against the ludicrously soft bedding, swiping her finger lazily across a tablet screen as her feet bump her ankles together lightly in the air along with some music she has playing. Her hand reaches for one of the already half empty two bowls beside her, pulling out a sliced grape and dipping it generously into some yoghurt, popping it into her mouth and licking her fingers clean before swiping the screen again. A notification pops up about the arena, someone's death. She ignores it, pretends not to see, goes back to swiping.
xxx
At the cafe she sits, brow furrowed at the cup infront of her, loaded up to the brim with extra milk and sugar. She takes a sip and pulls a face. They offer to replace it. She declines. She'd made it like this. Picking apart her oversized muffin she tries attempts to bypass the drinks taste by dipping the pieces fluffy sponge into the hot liquid before eating them. This is workable.
What| Diana's killing time during the mini-arena. Maybe training, maybe avoiding training.
Where| District 5 suite, Diana's room, various cafe's in the Capitol, maybe the Training Room later
When| During the mini-arena
Warnings/Notes| Basic Diana warnings. Starvation. Mentions of trauma. Sexual references. Foul language. Etc.
The TV in their suite is constantly playing something about the new arena. And it seems to always be focused on one of the District 5 members. Diana's sure how much longer she can take trying to walk through to the kitchen only to be blindsided by sideburns. God forbid Han's won this, she's not sure how'd she handle them being on the main story for a whole month. Sighing, she sits down, placing her very large smoothie on a coaster and begins peeling apart her orange. Please let the camera switch to Venus soon.
xxx
She lounges on her bed, stomach pressed against the ludicrously soft bedding, swiping her finger lazily across a tablet screen as her feet bump her ankles together lightly in the air along with some music she has playing. Her hand reaches for one of the already half empty two bowls beside her, pulling out a sliced grape and dipping it generously into some yoghurt, popping it into her mouth and licking her fingers clean before swiping the screen again. A notification pops up about the arena, someone's death. She ignores it, pretends not to see, goes back to swiping.
xxx
At the cafe she sits, brow furrowed at the cup infront of her, loaded up to the brim with extra milk and sugar. She takes a sip and pulls a face. They offer to replace it. She declines. She'd made it like this. Picking apart her oversized muffin she tries attempts to bypass the drinks taste by dipping the pieces fluffy sponge into the hot liquid before eating them. This is workable.
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"Your conclusion might hold more weight had I ever felt that the Games had any value to them. As it is, however, nothing in my ideological position has changed upon my victory. Or, if anything, I have developed a kinder disposition toward those who engage with them more readily."
He considers her for a moment before turning his attention to the apple he's been holding. The fruit has abruptly lost its appeal. "Moreover, it is commonly accepted that space can served to better inform someone's opinion. I could lobby the same accusations against you for being too close to your situation."
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She wasn't going to change his mind in one conversation and he was far too into his own ideas to realize any flaws in them. It wasn't like his reasoning was wrong just... A little too self serving. Though, in retrospect, Diana was hardly the person to call someone out on that.
Best to let it go.
"You're right. I suppose I'm just too young and inexperienced to understand complex things."