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Mass murder was the last straw [OPEN]
Who| Joan Watson and OPEN
What| Joan is talking to friends, and to people she hasn't met yet, looking for allies to help her bring down the Capitol.
Where| The Speakeasy, the Training Center, the park
When| After the revelation of District 3's destruction and Penny's predictable lies.
Warnings/Notes| If you would like Joan to approach your character in one of these places, tag in with what your character is doing and I'll have her initiate contact.
I. The Speakeasy
"The Speakeasy's theirs."
That's what Wyatt had told her when they had only moments to speak freely to each other while the Capitol was unable to look in on their thoughts. So when Joan goes looking for potential allies, she starts there. The dive is, as always, dark and loud, perfect for hiding lips and faces and drowning words. She goes to the bar, orders what passes for beer in Panem, and carries to a booth in the corner where she can see the whole room, as well as the door. She looks for people she knows, people she recognizes.
II. The Training Center
Joan has met a number of people in the training center. It's one place where she knows she can find Tributes without going floor by floor, which would be both time consuming and suspicious.
She walks into the gymnasium and surveys the stations. If she sees no one, she makes her way to the shelter-making station, and looks over the different supplies.
III. The park
Joan isn't exactly looking for anyone in the park. Instead, she's looking (without looking like she's looking) for spots that might be sufficiently free of cameras and microphones to make good meeting place for sensitive conversation.
Of course, that doesn't mean she isn't also aware of the people around her. Sitting on benches, passing her by...following her...
What| Joan is talking to friends, and to people she hasn't met yet, looking for allies to help her bring down the Capitol.
Where| The Speakeasy, the Training Center, the park
When| After the revelation of District 3's destruction and Penny's predictable lies.
Warnings/Notes| If you would like Joan to approach your character in one of these places, tag in with what your character is doing and I'll have her initiate contact.
I. The Speakeasy
"The Speakeasy's theirs."
That's what Wyatt had told her when they had only moments to speak freely to each other while the Capitol was unable to look in on their thoughts. So when Joan goes looking for potential allies, she starts there. The dive is, as always, dark and loud, perfect for hiding lips and faces and drowning words. She goes to the bar, orders what passes for beer in Panem, and carries to a booth in the corner where she can see the whole room, as well as the door. She looks for people she knows, people she recognizes.
II. The Training Center
Joan has met a number of people in the training center. It's one place where she knows she can find Tributes without going floor by floor, which would be both time consuming and suspicious.
She walks into the gymnasium and surveys the stations. If she sees no one, she makes her way to the shelter-making station, and looks over the different supplies.
III. The park
Joan isn't exactly looking for anyone in the park. Instead, she's looking (without looking like she's looking) for spots that might be sufficiently free of cameras and microphones to make good meeting place for sensitive conversation.
Of course, that doesn't mean she isn't also aware of the people around her. Sitting on benches, passing her by...following her...
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"Glad to hear it. I don't plan on killing you either." He nodded. "And yeah, they did. I think I lasted half a day. Nice surprise that they bring you back to life, by the way. Did you have a head's up about that?" He asked in a conversational, far too light tone that sought to minimize the fact that dying had been the most traumatizing experience he'd gone through up to that point.
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"How long have you been here?"
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"A year." She swallowed and glanced back at him. "That was my fourth arena. They brought me into the middle of my first, too."
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One year? They really weren't going to let them go back, were they? He was going to be stuck here until they got bored of him. His godson, his friends-- he'd be lucky to see them again.
Sirius forced a smile. "I have a lot to look forward to then. Anything you've learned over your stay here?"
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She paused for a moment, letting that sink in.
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He didn't smile when he spoke but he did keep his eyes on Joan's. "I was quick to figure out who I should watch out for." There. He hadn't said that he'd made the call the first time he'd met the Gamekeepers and that could easily be believed as him sizing up the other Tributes-- which he had visibly when he got here but for far different reasons. "I expect I'll have to be on my toes for some time. Everyone's got their eyes on me too."
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She took a breath, then looked at the shelter station again.
"People sort of fall into roles around here. The Capitol kind of encourages that. They like it when people have narratives."
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Sirius gave her a half smile. "I don't think they'll like my narrative. Disowned heir turned pacifist. It's not entertaining, is it? I usually like a show, too." But he liked putting on one that didn't involve either bloodshed or performing for people who desired it. "But I appreciate it."
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She moved a little closer.
"Which is good. For me. Because between Arenas I'm very busy."
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Though, come to think of it, if she had dirt on them, that'd be fun to hear too. A man could multitask.
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She got the sense this wasn't quite going to plan.
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He wasn't interested in lies-- or rumors unless there was some truth to them-- and it'd help him find a way out of here.
"If I've learned anything from my childhood it's that there are plenty of secrets when you put so many wealthy, powerful people together."
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"Accurate so far," Sirius replied lightly. "London. You have talent in picking out accents, then?"
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"Of course, with the standard American so widespread with tv, fewer people actually have distinguishable regional accents."
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"I didn't grow up with one so I'll take your word for it."
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Him being from a time before television seemed like the most likely reason for growing up without one.
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"I'm a little behind some of the other people I've met." He admitted.
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"So you're a fan of baseball? I'm just picking up the rules of football. I used to play a-- made up sport with my friends back in school. We never bothered with anything official."
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"What was your made-up sport like?"
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He hated how everything was being recorded.
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