[OPEN ] ► Central Commons - Bar | Just Chilling

[hartless_cowboy]

WHO| Lindsey and OPEN
WHAT| Lindsey spends some time people watching and drinking
WHEN| Three days post Arena 4
WHERE| Central Commons in the Training Center
WARNINGS/NOTES| None for now

Three days now and Lindsey was still sore over losing the silly competition. True that he hadn't paid it much mind when he was first told about it, also true that he never thought that he was going to make it so far to the end, but to lose it after being made to kill his own brother and be one of the last few remaining seemed a poor way to end it.

With a gin and tonic in hand, Lindsey paid the serving avox no mind as he watched people come and go from the open cocktail bar. Maybe tomorrow he'll venture out into the city.

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[hartless_cowboy]

Lindsey had been watching the coming and going of several tributes and their fan followings for a while now. Tucked away where he was at the bar, he was left alone for most part unless people came directly at him or the bar itself. Then he might greet them, chat a bit, and learn a bit more about things.

Right now it looked like another tribute was heading his way. Sipping at his gin and tonic, he waited for her to have ordered before he smiled and called for her attention. "Hey. You look like you're looking for something strong."

[itswhoyouare]

Anna's fan base mainly consisted of young women who were all flustered about her kiss with Dean in the arena, and men who admired her... physique more than anything else. Which she was used to back home. NYPD uniforms were worse than construction workers in that regard.

Her attention peaked at the voice, and she turned curiously upon grabbing her scotch. From where she stood, it looked and sounded like Eliot, but when she sat next to him, any relief that had been there disappeared. It wasn't Eliot. "Today just feels like a hard liquor day."

[hartless_cowboy]

Unaware of his new companion's disappointment, Lindsey's smile remained unchanging as he chatted up with the girl. He noted she was easy on the eyes, but more importantly, she was a potential ally.

"Good thing the liquor here's free, right?" Technically it wasn't, but everything was taken care of by the ones in charge and they really didn't have to worry about much. Reckoning day will be harsh, but then again, they already die for them every other week. "What's got you twisted up?"

[itswhoyouare]

"Nothin' is free here," she pointed out dryly. Everything was paid for in blood in Panem, and Anna would rather starve than accept the luxuries given to the Tributes. Every time she tried to ask about life in the other districts, she got shot down or they tried distracting her. Which led her to believe it was probably similar to life in Africa - people starving to death every day, poverty rampant, etc. All of it made her sick.

"Just some unfortunate news I've come across." God, he looked and sounded so much like Eliot... she couldn't help staring.

"You look like one of the other Tributes. It's uncanny."

[hartless_cowboy]

Lindsey smirked back, not at all deterred from enjoying the quality life they were given. "No, but we already paid, and continue to pay, in blood. So you might as well take advantage of it."

As if to prove his point, he waved for the Avox over for some snacks, nuts.

"I imagine I should," he said, "He's my brother. You want to order anything?"

[itswhoyouare]

Her brow simply quirked slightly in response to Lindsey's smirk and she shrugged. It seemed an awful lot like a trap, the whole credit system. But then again she was the slightly paranoid type.

"I'm good, thanks." She took a sip of her drink. "Eliot's your brother? So you must be twins, then."

[hartless_cowboy]

Lindsey didn't worry too much about the credit system. When they technically owned everything about them already when they brought them here, why else bother with elaborate traps like that?

His grin widened even further when their relationship was identified. Although Eliot looked a bit older thanks to the time Lindsey spent dead, but he guess the similarity was still there.

"Yeah, we are. Haven't seen him in a long while though, imagine my surprise when we meet up again here."

[itswhoyouare]

Eliot did look a little older, yes, but the resemblance was definitely there. If not for the age difference, she'd assume they were twins.

"It must be difficult, havin' family here." And the underlying implication in her tone is that it must be hard to know his brother is more or less a sex slave.

[hartless_cowboy]

Except Lindsey didn't know. Eliot never told him and he hadn't discovered that dirty secret of this society yet.

"Not really," he answered clueless to the reason behind her tone, "Seems like he's good luck for me so far. Got me supporters in my first game, that's something."

[itswhoyouare]

Anna realizes that Lindsey doesn't know about the dirty little secret and she pauses for a second. However, it can be easily construed as her trying to decide how to respond.

"I... guess I never looked at it that way."

[hartless_cowboy]

Lindsey sensed that there was something, but not knowing what, he couldn't pursue it properly. "I suppose I should give more credit to my mentor and all that," he mused but kept his eyes on her. "Yeah, it's hard watching him die he comes back so that isn't too bad."

[itswhoyouare]

"If it was my sister... I don't know if I'd be able to handle it. Even knowin' she'd come back." And that's as personal an admission she's going to give Lindsey.

With that... she's going back to her drink.

[hartless_cowboy]

"Well, his death is paying for my alcohol fee," Lindsey mused. It wasn't since he wasn't actually paying for the alcohol he was drinking here in the complex, but it told her several things if she didn't know already.

Such as he was the one who landed the killing blow on Eliot last time.

Alright, merely losing might not be his only reason for drinking, but he was definitely sober for someone trying to drink so perhaps that wasn't his goal either.

[itswhoyouare]

"His death is... what?" She really wasn't sure she heard correctly. And honestly, she wasn't sure she wanted to.

He killed his brother and was so disgustingly nonchalant about it. Anna didn't know how to react, so of course she just looked annoyed.

[hartless_cowboy]

Lindsey shrugged, looking more nonchalant than he felt. He honestly wasn't sure what he felt, he was still a little emotionally numb since dying, and not the death in arena.

"He asked me to," Lindsey explained. "The radiation poisoning from the last arena did a number to him."

[itswhoyouare]

"That must not have been easy." She said slowly, her expression softening when she thought about it more.

[hartless_cowboy]

Lindsey made a life from reading facial expressions, he hadn't missed how hers had gone from anger and distaste to understanding. His inner self twitched in annoyance but he laughed anyway, lifting his glass to point at her. "What, you thought while Eliot's back was turned, I stabbed him in the back to get to the top?"