Cyrus Reagan [OC: Capitol AU] (
currupted) wrote in
thecapitol2014-08-11 01:08 pm
Entry tags:
[that's a fine-looking high horse]
Who | Cyrus Reagan and Molotov Cocktease
What | Following this conversation, Cyrus has more to say to Molotov Cocktease, and he's decided to say it in person. Over dinner.
Where | Restaurant Lux 4, in the Capitol.
When | After Cyrus' introduction; before the jailbreak goes off.
Warnings | idk does Molotov Cocktease not come with a warning label
Lux 4 has always been among Cyrus' favorites restaurants in the Capitol. It's built inside an aquarium - all four walls and even the domed ceiling are a part of the same enormous fishtank, and the light that comes down from above is muted and shimmering. It makes the air inside feel quieter, heavier; conducive to conversation, just shadowy enough to give the illusion of privacy.
Cyrus' purpose here has several parts. First: He wants to be seen in public. Were he arranging a meeting with some other government official, he might have chosen to have this conversation somewhere more private, but now, he has a vested interest in being seen - in making clear to everyone just how involved he intends to be in the lives of the Tributes he's come to observe.
Second: He wants to talk to Molotov Cocktease, specifically. The Tributes' disdain, their suspicion, their anger-- these he had expected. They frustrated him, but did not surprise him. Molotov, though-- she's frustrating, too, but in a way that-- intrigues him? Concerns him? Both? He isn't entirely sure. But he has a feeling it might be good to know sooner, rather than later, how much potential she has to be interfere in what he's here to do.
Really, though, he doesn't have high expectations-- he'll be more than happy to go home this evening with nothing but her sincere belief in his good intentions, and a better-established handle on her character. He's never dined with a Tribute before. Best not to set his expectations too high, right?
The Peacekeepers he sends to collect her are from his personal detail. This isn't a bid, of course, and he has no intention of treating it like one-- she'll be properly invited. There will be a printed card in the hand of one of the Peacekeepers, asking for the pleasure of her conversation at such and such time in such and such place, and she'll have all the time she asks for to prepare, within reason. Sure, the fact that she has a choice is less stated than implied; but the choice is, technically, there.
They'll escort her to the restaurant, and through the front doors; from there, she'll be guided by the wait staff to a table for two set only a little apart, quite close to one of the gently curving glass walls. Cyrus will be here already, dressed for a casual dinner in a nice place; a bottle of wine will already be on the table, though the glasses will be empty.
He smiles cordially when he sees her, and lifts a hand to wave her over, as though she could miss where she's being escorted - as though there was no one else involved in her journey here. "Good evening. Glad you could make it."
What | Following this conversation, Cyrus has more to say to Molotov Cocktease, and he's decided to say it in person. Over dinner.
Where | Restaurant Lux 4, in the Capitol.
When | After Cyrus' introduction; before the jailbreak goes off.
Warnings | idk does Molotov Cocktease not come with a warning label
Lux 4 has always been among Cyrus' favorites restaurants in the Capitol. It's built inside an aquarium - all four walls and even the domed ceiling are a part of the same enormous fishtank, and the light that comes down from above is muted and shimmering. It makes the air inside feel quieter, heavier; conducive to conversation, just shadowy enough to give the illusion of privacy.
Cyrus' purpose here has several parts. First: He wants to be seen in public. Were he arranging a meeting with some other government official, he might have chosen to have this conversation somewhere more private, but now, he has a vested interest in being seen - in making clear to everyone just how involved he intends to be in the lives of the Tributes he's come to observe.
Second: He wants to talk to Molotov Cocktease, specifically. The Tributes' disdain, their suspicion, their anger-- these he had expected. They frustrated him, but did not surprise him. Molotov, though-- she's frustrating, too, but in a way that-- intrigues him? Concerns him? Both? He isn't entirely sure. But he has a feeling it might be good to know sooner, rather than later, how much potential she has to be interfere in what he's here to do.
Really, though, he doesn't have high expectations-- he'll be more than happy to go home this evening with nothing but her sincere belief in his good intentions, and a better-established handle on her character. He's never dined with a Tribute before. Best not to set his expectations too high, right?
The Peacekeepers he sends to collect her are from his personal detail. This isn't a bid, of course, and he has no intention of treating it like one-- she'll be properly invited. There will be a printed card in the hand of one of the Peacekeepers, asking for the pleasure of her conversation at such and such time in such and such place, and she'll have all the time she asks for to prepare, within reason. Sure, the fact that she has a choice is less stated than implied; but the choice is, technically, there.
They'll escort her to the restaurant, and through the front doors; from there, she'll be guided by the wait staff to a table for two set only a little apart, quite close to one of the gently curving glass walls. Cyrus will be here already, dressed for a casual dinner in a nice place; a bottle of wine will already be on the table, though the glasses will be empty.
He smiles cordially when he sees her, and lifts a hand to wave her over, as though she could miss where she's being escorted - as though there was no one else involved in her journey here. "Good evening. Glad you could make it."
