Are you, Are you coming to the tree? [Open!]

[dandelionsinspring]

WHO| Katniss and YOU
WHAT| Just arriving~
WHEN| 5/2 (What a lovely almost birthday present...)
WHERE| Wandering, I guess. Otherwise just the Tribute's quarters...



She didn't know what to do with herself right now. No Peeta, No Haymitch. No one was in this room with her. So she just wandered, leaving the room that looked too much like her room on the train for her liking. She wanted more than anything to be back in District 12. She'd even stay in her house in Victor's Square without complaint if that wish was granted to her.

She hated everything about the Capitol with every fiber of her being. Yet, she would continue to follow Haymitch's advice from her first games: Stay alive. And so she walks with quiet, sure, steps with that thought in mind.

Stay alive.

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[mannersmatter]

"Well, you just showing your face would be nice. No one can appreciate it while you're sulking around up here..." She paused, reaching over to rub a spot off of Katniss's cheek.

"...although maybe we should get you to your prep team before heading out."

[dandelionsinspring]

"Sure. Whatever gets sponsors, right?" She'd done that whole song and dance once before and would do it again.

"What's wrong with this?" Sure it wasn't some frivolous sparkly dress but Cinna had picked out her entire wardrobe. It was day clothes and maybe some preparation would help as well. She just was half nervous about facing all of those people and half unsure of herself. Both negatives.

[mannersmatter]

"Oh, that's the attitude!" Effie chirped, giving Katniss a wide smile.

"Well there's nothing wrong with the dress dear. It's just your face." She paused, realizing that that was a little, well...blunt. "I mean, you have a lovely face, you just need...hmm. Come here."

Effie could probably get this taken care of, at least to a reasonable level, with out having to track down any of the prep team.

[dandelionsinspring]

"Oh." Thanks Effie. She sighs, letting Effie look around for someone to remedy such a travesty as her face. Far be it for her to put a damper on things. It was Effie's job to get her sponsors as much as it was Haymitch's

[mannersmatter]

"Here, just sit here." Effie gestured to a chair, before rushing back to her room to grab a few things. Katniss was much darker than Effie, but she had a feeling she could manage with what she had.

Hurrying back, heels tapping, she dumped a handful of makeup, hair pins and more on the small end table next to Katniss.