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thecapitol2014-07-07 09:34 pm
dividedgirlofmine) wrote in thecapitol2014-07-07 09:34 pm
Ev’rybody’s got their heads bowed down
Who| Susannah Dean and Open
What| Panem's Eddie is gone and losing him doesn't get easier the second time around.
Where| Roof of the Tribute Center, later District Three suite
When| Just after Eddie's announcement
Warnings/Notes| Two prompts here, pick which one works best for your characters. There might end up being some DT spoilers.
Roof:
She doesn't quite know why she goes straight to the rooftop garden after she sees those hands grab Eddie. Maybe it's just that she'll feel less trapped in the open air. It's an illusion, of course. She's no more free on the roof than she was in the building.
If only she had a gun. If only she knew where those hands had taken him.
She parks her chair in the shade of an arbor, covers her face with her hands, and starts to cry.
D3:
Eventually, she goes back into the Tribute center. But instead of riding the elevator to her own floor, she rides past it, to Eddie's. Eddie's old floor. He won't be there. He'll never be there again.
She's been here before, of course, any number of time. Usually she brings pie or cookies down with her as a peace offering for taking up so much of their mentor's time. But it's just her now, looking lost by the elevator, wondering what she can even say to them.
What| Panem's Eddie is gone and losing him doesn't get easier the second time around.
Where| Roof of the Tribute Center, later District Three suite
When| Just after Eddie's announcement
Warnings/Notes| Two prompts here, pick which one works best for your characters. There might end up being some DT spoilers.
Roof:
She doesn't quite know why she goes straight to the rooftop garden after she sees those hands grab Eddie. Maybe it's just that she'll feel less trapped in the open air. It's an illusion, of course. She's no more free on the roof than she was in the building.
If only she had a gun. If only she knew where those hands had taken him.
She parks her chair in the shade of an arbor, covers her face with her hands, and starts to cry.
D3:
Eventually, she goes back into the Tribute center. But instead of riding the elevator to her own floor, she rides past it, to Eddie's. Eddie's old floor. He won't be there. He'll never be there again.
She's been here before, of course, any number of time. Usually she brings pie or cookies down with her as a peace offering for taking up so much of their mentor's time. But it's just her now, looking lost by the elevator, wondering what she can even say to them.
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Carlos had told her on the roof, but she... wanted to be more careful than that. It felt like the stakes were higher now.
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"Do you drink, by any chance? I mean...alcohol-wise, what would you drink."
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"I guess I did get carried away in my attempt to avenge you." He pressed a button on the elevator. "Couldn't help it, though. The fruit was messing with my head. I'll need to be more careful next time with what's offered in the Arena."
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Ding.
"Losing my cool and mind has...never ended well."