Thicker Than Blood Start

[gamemakers]

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.

Comments

[asklepian]

"Impossible, but true. And I hope that you're not around long enough to wrap your mind around it."

Julian would have to contact Garak later, but for now he was happy--well, for a given definition of happy--to keep Jadzia to himself. But he notices Jadzia looking around--presumably for him--and chimes in.

"He's not living on this floor, he's a few farther up."

As for her other question--

"No. As far as I can tell, we're the only ones that have had the pleasure of visiting." There's a small twist in his voice that speaks volumes for just how much of a pleasure it really is.

[eightlives]

That wouldn't necessarily stop her from being concerned about the others, but at least she wouldn't have to worry about them all directly.

"I hope my stay is just long enough for us to find a way out of this place. There's got to be a way to get ourselves and everyone else back to our home dimensions." Her brow furrowed.

[asklepian]

Oh, Julian's concerned enough for the both of them, really. This little show of what the Capitol is capable of is not sitting well with him at all.

"I hope so, too." Not too much hope, because the letdown would be spectacularly awful. But if anyone can help, it's Jadzia--being absolutely bloody brilliant and all.

"There's a few people I'd like you to meet, in any case. I'm sure you'll find at least some of them interesting."

[eightlives]

"I'd like that," she said, trying not to look too concerned. She put a hand on Julian's forearm and gave it a squeeze. "There's a lot I have to learn about this place. I could use all the friendly tour guides I can get."