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thecapitol2014-05-10 10:48 pm
assassinat) wrote in thecapitol2014-05-10 10:48 pm
seemed easier than just waiting around to die; (OPEN)
Who| Nat and YOU!
What| Another newcomer and the fronts she puts on
Where| District 8 floor, shopping area, wherever else
When| With the rest of the newbies
Warnings/Notes| #comics (N/A)
Whoever her abductors were, they were good enough to capture the Black Widow without it being a part of her plan and therefore in doing so have earned themselves her temporary cooperation. It isn't that she wants to rebel (because she does), but there were more important matters to tend to other than pointlessly question those who will deny her significant answers. That and she's had decades of experience when it came to asking questions: these goons aren't going to tell her what she needs to know.
The next best thing is to experience it herself. The first chance she gets to peel away from the other tributes and those watching her, Natasha takes it and explores to her heart's content. If there's something or someone out there she needs to find, she'll be sure to do it before entering a death arena.
➊ (DISTRICT 8 FLOOR)
Natasha's time here is minimal. Just enough to memorize faces, to pick apart those who might seem familiar and those who aren't, and to identify who may be trouble later on. There's no hint to what her skill set may be when she's around others, choosing instead to feign ignorance and charm others with a smile that shows her discomfort. The role she plays today is that of a scared woman, who has just been ripped from an everyday life to participate in a bloodbath. A woman who is petrified of death, but attempts to face it with a brave face.
It's a flimsy mask and Natasha already fears something may slip through the cracks. Her thoughts are elsewhere, but she remains focused on her role until she leaves the Training Center building.
➋ (SHOPPING)
It isn't so out of character for a woman to take up retail therapy when something devastating happens to her, so Natasha lingers in this area for a good amount of time. There's a lot to take in, but more importantly the people are vocal with their conversations so there's plenty of information to be found. This is what she thrives on, the good honest speculation is more reliable than any book she can request at the Training Center.
There's also no harm in looking at what's for sale either. What better way to understand the culture than to look over the absurd things they value?
➌ (OPEN)
OOC | Have an idea or already coordinated something with me? Feel free to hit me up with anything.
What| Another newcomer and the fronts she puts on
Where| District 8 floor, shopping area, wherever else
When| With the rest of the newbies
Warnings/Notes| #comics (N/A)
Whoever her abductors were, they were good enough to capture the Black Widow without it being a part of her plan and therefore in doing so have earned themselves her temporary cooperation. It isn't that she wants to rebel (because she does), but there were more important matters to tend to other than pointlessly question those who will deny her significant answers. That and she's had decades of experience when it came to asking questions: these goons aren't going to tell her what she needs to know.
The next best thing is to experience it herself. The first chance she gets to peel away from the other tributes and those watching her, Natasha takes it and explores to her heart's content. If there's something or someone out there she needs to find, she'll be sure to do it before entering a death arena.
➊ (DISTRICT 8 FLOOR)
Natasha's time here is minimal. Just enough to memorize faces, to pick apart those who might seem familiar and those who aren't, and to identify who may be trouble later on. There's no hint to what her skill set may be when she's around others, choosing instead to feign ignorance and charm others with a smile that shows her discomfort. The role she plays today is that of a scared woman, who has just been ripped from an everyday life to participate in a bloodbath. A woman who is petrified of death, but attempts to face it with a brave face.
It's a flimsy mask and Natasha already fears something may slip through the cracks. Her thoughts are elsewhere, but she remains focused on her role until she leaves the Training Center building.
➋ (SHOPPING)
It isn't so out of character for a woman to take up retail therapy when something devastating happens to her, so Natasha lingers in this area for a good amount of time. There's a lot to take in, but more importantly the people are vocal with their conversations so there's plenty of information to be found. This is what she thrives on, the good honest speculation is more reliable than any book she can request at the Training Center.
There's also no harm in looking at what's for sale either. What better way to understand the culture than to look over the absurd things they value?
➌ (OPEN)
OOC | Have an idea or already coordinated something with me? Feel free to hit me up with anything.
District 8 Floor
Not that he really knows much about humans, actually, but he's figured enough from all of his time spent with a mostly human crew he can judge a few things.
"Looking scared just makes you an easy target."
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Natasha asks immediately, as if it was instinct to throw out the accusation. Playing the part of a scared woman is easy enough when she can lash out with raw emotion in an attempt to spook people into lowering their guard.
And then she gets a good look at him.
Not everyday you see that. Huh. "Yes, that's definitely a threat."
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"If you think that's a threat then good luck in the Arena." Because he doesn't really want to deal with a hysterical woman, even if they are from his district. "If I were you I'd try to make some allies and fast."
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It seems honest enough a question to ask. Anyone would in this position.
Natasha knows the benefits of allies. They will help her survive early on, but later on when the stress of winning starts to weigh down on them, the group will fall apart. Usually does. Man is selfish and in the end can only look after themselves.
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"No one stays dead after the arenas."
Because that would be simple, here they wanted their tributes to suffer through the process repeatedly.
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"So what are these bigger things?" Straight to the point.
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"The people who make these arena's happen."
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"I already have a target on my back." If he hasn't seen her score yet, the reference will fly over his head.
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"Always good to have someone around to cover that target."
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"Those people often are the ones quickest to take the opportunity."
Speaking as though she's experienced in the matter, Natasha shifts her weight a bit. Discomfort, a sign that she's not enjoying this conversation one bit.
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"So, floor eight, kitchen is that way, bathrooms and showers are in each room, if you're in the kitchen don't eat from the blue fridge everything in there is toxic to...well, pretty much everyone here. Training room is on the bottom floor, free for everyone, oh, and before I forget, you're being filmed constantly."
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Who can blame them--they're celebrities now. Their every action will shape their persona and garner sympathy from the audience in an attempt to what... make them better combatants? Natasha cares little for that.
"Are the rooms locked?"
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"Any other questions? Otherwise I'm going to go get some lunch."
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Natasha assumes at least. "We all have to come back here at some point, don't we?"