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[ka_sera_sera]

Who|  Roland and Milla
What|  a stroll around the city
Where| various Capitol businesses
When|  nowish?
Warnings/Notes| Warnings: none yet. Notes: although I think it's not an official part of the games anymore I'm using the wiki as a guide to what places they're going to be wandering around.

Roland starts looking for her early. Not early for him, of course, although at one or two points in his time here he's briefly wished he could sleep half the day away, as so many of these people seem to do. The trick to getting up early as a tribute of Panem, he's found, is to keep busy.

By eight o' the clock, he can tell that today, nothing in the tower is going to do it for him. Not knitting - that he saves till after curfew, anyway - and not training, and certainly not the library full of the overblown life stories of Panem's greatest citizens. Not the bar, because Roland knows what happens when men take to drinking in this sort of restless mood and he hasn't sunk so far as that.

Wandering the city by himself won't be enough. He'd like some company, if he can find it. He waits a while to do so, unsure of the sleeping habits of miss Vodello and not wanting to start things off on the wrong foot. Nine, surely. That's late enough for anyone. Or it should be.

At a couple minutes after he's in the District 11 suite and looking around hopefully. Well, if she isn't here, at least looking for her will keep him busy a while.

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[belongsontv]

"Have you now-? What did you teach, dear?" Even with the shift, Milla still keeps her arm looped with Roland's. He's an ally, a friend- and she plans on keeping him close. This world is made up of secrets and false faces. "If you don't mind me asking anyhow."

When Milla catches sight of the man standing proudly on the canvas she gives a very undignified snort. "I see some things never change." Classic painting has a similar style even here. Proud conquering white men stern looks written across their features and power implied in their pose. One does not escape that style too easily.

[ka_sera_sera]

Her derision earns a curious look from Roland, but he decides to prioritize. First question first. "I taught my friends to be gunslingers. Never thought so often of my own old teacher." Roland's gaze goes distant, thinking on that teacher now, but as important as the past is, it is - well - past, and there's no reason to dwell. Especially not in the middle of a conversation.

In the interests of that conversation, and because he is honestly curious, Roland raises his eyebrows and tilts his head toward the painting. Second question second. "Seen similar in your own world?"

[belongsontv]

She'll likely ask him more about gunslinging later, Milla's interested, but it might not be the topic to discuss in a museum of all places. For now she nods at his words before he questions her amusement at the painting.

"The art world in my world is mostly based on this sort of thing." She says with some amusement clear in her voice. "All older white men looking particularly perturbed."

[ka_sera_sera]

Roland grunts, taking another look at the thing to see what she means. "The stories of this place are much the same, if you've gone looking for any. All lies about great men who've done great deeds for Panem. All things like this. Should probably be surprised the whole museum isn't filled with the same." He tugs gently at her arm, turning to look around. "Anything else in this room strike you differently?"