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thecapitol2014-04-22 04:34 pm
celebrityskinned) wrote in thecapitol2014-04-22 04:34 pm
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You're Still No Hero Diving in the Blue [Closed]
WHO| Venus and Wyatt, Venus and Guy, Venus and Courfeyrac, Venus and Enjolras
WHAT| Catchall for Venus meeting with her fellas again after the mini-Arena
WHEN| Before the Thicker Than Blood plot
WHERE| Tribute Center
WARNINGS| Mentions of death.
She sits up and laughs when she wakes. Not a long laugh, not even an especially humor-filled one, but it's a surprised sound that comes right out of her, because she had been told that she wouldn't be coming back and yet here she is. The Capitol's lied many times to her before, and yet she can't recall it ever being so blatant. So rarely have the contradictions come so soon after the original statements.
She lets living again flow through her. She examines it, sitting on the bed, feeling her heart beating away in the body the Capitol gave her, twisting a tiny braid in her fingers, letting herself feel the disappointment and anger and grief she felt while in the Arena have a smidgen of time in her right now. She breathes deep, in her nose and out her mouth, and counts, over and over again, to thirty-five. After some time, she opens her eyes and feels, while not clearly, somewhat less overcast.
She puts on a dress and socks and makeup and listens through Enjolras' door for a moment in the hallway, not wanting to interrupt if he's getting some much-needed sleep. She doesn't hear the typical rustling of pages or scratching of a pen, so she leaves him be for now. She slips one of her hair ribbons under his door, so he knows she's back and well. And she asks an Avox if Guy and Courfeyrac made it back, and sits down on the suite couch with relief when she gets news that they did.
An Avox gets her a cookie-dough milkshake and she watches Wyatt win on a rerun, and Hans, and Harley and Eliot. She replays it to relish that one of her team made it out relatively safe and sound. Since she's only been back a few hours, she leaves watching all the deaths for later. No need to see what happened to little Pruna when the day is so fresh. And when that's done, she puts her feet up, flicks off the TV and starts her way into Sartre.
Over the next few days, she goes and finds the people she owes celebrations and the people she owes apologies to. Guy, Courfeyrac, Wyatt. She finds them in the Tribute Center lobby and greets each of them with a hug.
WHAT| Catchall for Venus meeting with her fellas again after the mini-Arena
WHEN| Before the Thicker Than Blood plot
WHERE| Tribute Center
WARNINGS| Mentions of death.
She sits up and laughs when she wakes. Not a long laugh, not even an especially humor-filled one, but it's a surprised sound that comes right out of her, because she had been told that she wouldn't be coming back and yet here she is. The Capitol's lied many times to her before, and yet she can't recall it ever being so blatant. So rarely have the contradictions come so soon after the original statements.
She lets living again flow through her. She examines it, sitting on the bed, feeling her heart beating away in the body the Capitol gave her, twisting a tiny braid in her fingers, letting herself feel the disappointment and anger and grief she felt while in the Arena have a smidgen of time in her right now. She breathes deep, in her nose and out her mouth, and counts, over and over again, to thirty-five. After some time, she opens her eyes and feels, while not clearly, somewhat less overcast.
She puts on a dress and socks and makeup and listens through Enjolras' door for a moment in the hallway, not wanting to interrupt if he's getting some much-needed sleep. She doesn't hear the typical rustling of pages or scratching of a pen, so she leaves him be for now. She slips one of her hair ribbons under his door, so he knows she's back and well. And she asks an Avox if Guy and Courfeyrac made it back, and sits down on the suite couch with relief when she gets news that they did.
An Avox gets her a cookie-dough milkshake and she watches Wyatt win on a rerun, and Hans, and Harley and Eliot. She replays it to relish that one of her team made it out relatively safe and sound. Since she's only been back a few hours, she leaves watching all the deaths for later. No need to see what happened to little Pruna when the day is so fresh. And when that's done, she puts her feet up, flicks off the TV and starts her way into Sartre.
Over the next few days, she goes and finds the people she owes celebrations and the people she owes apologies to. Guy, Courfeyrac, Wyatt. She finds them in the Tribute Center lobby and greets each of them with a hug.
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"Would'a been the smart thing, I 'spose. An' I imagine Max had some choice words for me, watchin' from here..." He looked up at her, humor flashing in his eyes. "But I ain't never claimed to be bright."
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The warmth that flushed around his collar was merely an unfortunate rash. Sudden, and ill-timed.
"If ya can call it that," he replied, fighting the urge to grin like a loon. "With that sugar an' cream an' flavorin' everybody insists on I ain't convinced it's really coffee anymore."
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And she means that. It shows in her face and the rest of her.
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And he reached across the table, and covered her hand with his bigger, rougher one. "Thank you, Venus. For everythin'" He gave her a squeeze before withdrawing again. "You let me know what yer play is for the next one, an' I'll do everythin' I can to help."