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For Tributes with keen eyes, they'll notice that Peacekeeper presence seems increased and yet infinitely more ineffective in the last few weeks. Peacekeepers seem harried, as do the Stylists, and most of the Escorts titter and plot without alerting the Tributes as to what, exactly, is so exciting. They simply say that this weekend they'll know.

And so it happens that on the weekend in question, the Tributes are woken by their Escorts early and brought to a restaurant for a hearty breakfast. The restaurant is nothing spectacular, although they seem to be trying to make an impression on the television cameras that float around. The sleepy, cranky meal goes by and then the Tributes are led back to their Suites for a mandatory meeting.

Sitting on couches and the floor, in chairs and on windowsills, standing off to the side - people from the Tributes' homes are waiting to greet them in each District Suite. Some are confused, some accepting, some frightened and some elated to see their beloved. Either way, it should be an eventful reunion.

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Perhaps she has good reason to be scared.

They've been sent to the same floor, in wait of people soon to come. The day-glowing sister, with her tattoos weaving, doesn't prompt much more than a blink from Kurloz. It would be stranger if the rest of the others weren't here, their little circle of the world's end. And as it is, he garners a fair few glances of his own.

He sits there with his fingers interlocked, smiling as he observes what they been brought to. He spots her, naturally, and pulls hands apart to offer a short wave of greeting. Mostly just to show that he is in fact here too.

Eventually, the rainbow drinker tires of wandering, and aims to find a place to rest. It's rather exhausting being stared at, as much as she usually basks in attention, in an unfamiliar and rather uncomfortable place. Even if this is a dream, the sensation prickles at her neck.

Porrim passes one of the lounge areas and blinks large, luminous eyes at the sight of someone familiar.

"Kurloz--hi. Guess I'm not the only one in this so-called dream."

He gives an exaggerated shrug. All, 'you got me'. But without an inch of sheepish-ness or bother. He knows the day glow sister must be oh so happy to see him. He wouldn't apologize if he had the ability.

He shakes his head, no, to add answer to her question. He does not tend to communicate so much with others, outside of Meulin and Mituna, but he's feeling generous today, especially in the case of them sharing such a unique and unusual circumstance.

He points at her, then gestures around to the place, the people. Any thoughts, rainbow drinker?

Edited 2014-04-20 21:17 (UTC)

Thicker Than Blood Start

Hellooo sliding in here with Kurloz to start (tell me if you want either of the other makaras later)

Ahhhhhh yessssss

ehehe you just say when :o)