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thecapitol2014-06-29 10:00 pm
formersurgeon) wrote in thecapitol2014-06-29 10:00 pm
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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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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"So...something like lacrosse?"
She clearly had never heard of Quiddich, muggleborn or no.
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Sirius looked to the side of Joan's head as he recalled better days. "Yeah, something like that." Honestly, he had no idea what lacrosse was but it seemed safer to just go with that.