[OPEN] Curfew Mingling Log

[etcircenses]

Who| All residents of the Tribute Center
What| The curfew is now in effect.
Where| Each floor of the Tribute Center.
When| 11pm-7am
Warnings/Notes| Each floor will get a log to mingle. Locate yours below and have at it!

Over the past couple of days, tributes may have noticed increased activity and discussion between Peacekeepers and that Escorts may have appeared to be on edge. Any attempts by tributes to discover what is happening are quickly shut down, but in the end they don't have long to wait for an answer.

As of today, Tributes will be told via Peacekeeper, Escort, or one of the notices now hung up around the Tribute Centre, the following order:

Mandatory Tribute Curfew

11pm - 7am

For the safety of citizens and Tributes a curfew is now in effect for all tributes. Between the hours listed above, all Tributes must report to and remain within their designated district suites. Any Tributes who fail to return to or are discovered outside their assigned floor between these hours will face disciplinary action.


You didn't think it had escaped the Capitol's notice how many of your little acts of rebellion occurred after dark, did you?

The time is now 11pm.  Do you know where your District mates are?  Time to check in and mingle with the people you live with.  Have fun, everyone!

Comments

[gardienne]

Eponine had wondered why they hadn't drugged her that night. Not that she'd wanted to complain or anything. It just meant that she'd have to sit and wait until exhaustion took her and she could sleep. She didn't even bother to try the door, simply presuming it'd be locked.

But Terezi's voice drifts through the wood, and Eponine moves over to the door, hugging her blanket about her.

"You want me? Me as well?"

She reaches for the door handle, hesitates... it's going to be locked. Going to be.

"Do you think I'm locked in?" Eponine draws her hand back. It makes her... it's not scared, exactly. But it's horrible to get your hopes up, even over something so stupid as a blanket fort.

"Miss? Will you try the door?"

[pythianjudgment]

Terezi is glad that she's not actually required to answer Eponine's first question. She doesn't particularly want Eponine, but even as annoying and frustrating as the girl is, she still falls under Terezi's desire to help out her district-mates. She'd have to be much worse not to get even the smallest bit of sympathy.

Though Terezi still has to question her intelligence to just assume that her door is locked without even trying it. When Eponine asks if she'll try the door, it is probably a good thing that she's not capable of seeing the face that Terezi makes.

"One open door, coming up." Terezi reaches for the knob, expecting no resistance in opening it. If it's indeed open, she'll gladly greet Eponine with a dry "Happy, princess?" and tell her to grab some blankets and pillows from her room.

[gardienne]

"I'm not a princess." Eponine grumbles, but she drags her quilt and her pillows as bid, and follows Terezi from her room.

"Always they lock it - perhaps if we are all locked in though, they don't care. That will be nice."

She used to like sitting outside Marius' door. It had always comforted her to hear him snoring, like in the old days. Now, perhaps, she might be able to.

[pythianjudgment]

"It's a phrase. For when someone asks you to do something that you know perfectly well that they can do themself." Like open a door. Honestly, she doesn't know why she couldn't have just tried the knob. Is the prospect of being locked in her room that terrifying? Maybe there's something that she's not understanding here.

"Why do they lock you in there?"

[gardienne]

"So I can't stay in my house." Because Eponine has a house all of her own now. "So I can't make trouble. I hate being locked in, Miss."

Every time, it's a horrid reminder of the cell door clanking behind her as she was pushed inside in Paris, in the Capitol, in handcuffs or shackles and manacles and the like. Bad things happened in those places.

"Did you not notice? Every night, they come. Sometimes to make me sleep, and sometimes just to lock me in. That is why I wouldn't try the door, for for so many nights I tried, and no, and it just makes it worse then."

[pythianjudgment]

"Nope, I haven't noticed. I've been staying on Five." Though she carefully neglects to mention why exactly she's been staying there. She doesn't think that Eponine will care for that information too much, considering her anger at Initiate the last time they spoke about him--and it's really none of the girl's business anyway.

"Maybe if you didn't act out so much, they would feel the need to lock you in. Has that crossed your mind? You know, not rocking the boat? Picking your battles, et cetera?"

[gardienne]

"I know." Eponine sighs. "I know I should bite my tongue. But I am so fed up, sometimes, of being told what to do, you know? This is all that - well, no." She catches herself before she complains about Cyrus. She can't blame him. She has to maintain the facade of Capitol support.

"Well, it is my fault. But I am trying to shut up."

[pythianjudgment]

"That is pretty much exactly what I was going to say. Imagine that." Or at least that is what she wants the Peacekeepers and the microphones and the Capitol to hear. She doesn't have the luxury of offering even the slightest amount of favorable opinion for the outbursts that Eponine is typically known for. Not if they've been resorting to simply locking her in her room.

"Here, take that end." Terezi tosses a random sheet to the girl, waiting for her to either grab it or pick it up from the ground. "I am building a blanket fort, and if you are not going to sleep, then you are going to help."

[gardienne]

"What's a blanket fort?" Eponine catches the blanket, and holds it as requested, but she doesn't know what to do beyond that. "Like... like a barricade?" She frowns as she tries to reason it out.