[open] CATCH ALL

[reallynow]

Who| ALL Y'ALL it's a ho down
What| A catch-all reaction log for the plot developments. Saves you from making 5 logs each tbh.
Where| All around the place
When| During and post lock down, 3am~ sunday onward
WARNINGS| Panicking, talk of murder and violence. Singing the songs of panem.

When things like THIS and THIS are going down it's probably a good time to touch base with one another. Face caressing, crying and meaningful stares abound as the Tributes and Staff drag their knuckles hopelessly in an effort to figure out what the fresh hell is going on.

Make your own prompts, feel free to make them closed to specific people.

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[honeyibrokeharlem]

He arched one eyebrow when he noticed how excited she got by the elevator, but didn't comment. Instead, he clicked the topmost button. Tony had told him all about different worlds and different times--maybe she just didn't come from anywhere with elevators.

"I just arrived tonight, actually. They brought me in after it was already dark." He clasped his hands again, running fingers over his knuckles in a mostly futile attempt to soothe himself and keep his hands busy. "It's, uh, been pretty overwhelming so far."

[bravebargain]

"I understand," she offers a sympathetic smile to him. "Everything here is so different compared to home. It's not just these inventions or food. Even the people look and act rather peculiar. I'd like to say that it gets better." She sighed a loud and shook her head a little. "But I can't be sure about that and it's rather scary."

To be honest, she had been not too long ago in a very similar situation when she had became a prisoner to Beast and everything had turned out alright. But then again, back then no one expected her to participate in a death match.

"At least the people around here are nice. The other tributes, I mean."

[honeyibrokeharlem]

"Different inventions and food?" Some of this stuff is indeed highly advanced, but he has come across a lot of similar things when dealing with SHIELD or Tony Stark, so he's not too jarred by it all. "Where are you from?"

He keeps his back to the wall while they rise. He likes having his back to a wall. That way, no one can sneak up on him.

The other tributes are nice, she says. Most of the ones he's spoken to thus far have seemed to be, but he doesn't trust first impressions. Many of these people have been in multiple gladiator matches. One doesn't come out of that staying 'nice.'

The door opens again. He gestures for her to go first--more out of discomfort with turning his back on strangers than courtesy.

[bravebargain]

"Me? I'm from France. 19th Century" She clarified, being all aware that not everyone was from the same same time or from the same world as her.

She wasn't surprised at all when he gestured her to step forward first. After all, his previous behavior and demeanor really made him seem like very cautious person.

Her smile only softens understandingly, without any question or trace of judgement on her expression, as she leaves the elevator. Luckily for them, the rooftop and Gardens were left accessible for Tributes. Belle couldn't help but let out a sigh as they entered to the Gardens. She had only been there once before, and that was during daytime and even then the place had looked breathtakingly beautiful. But now, at the night, it looked even more gorgeous.