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[lassoftruthiness]

Who| Diana and OPEN
What| Diana is basically just trying to figure out the situation.
Where| Anywhere in the city, really, just make sure it's clear!
When| Between Arena's 5 and 6
Warnings/Notes| Nothing at the moment.

Diana was...unhappy, if the understatement could be forgiven. Taken from her bed, stripped of her powers, tossed into this world where she was meant to fight and kill for the entertainment of the ruling class...

Well, she was familiar with concept, obviously, but that didn't mean she liked it. And she liked even less what little she'd understood of the situation, of the history, before she'd been ushered to her quarters. As soon as she was left alone she was off, exploring the building, the city, anywhere she was allowed to go in search of answers. Of a crack in the prison walls.

Comments

[polyturtle]

"Yeah...definitely."

A piece of sushi hung about half-way from his mouth on two chopsticks for a moment, as if in as much thought as the turtle about to eat it. It really was true. Being at home, with his brothers, eating pizza...

"Uh...so." Quickly he popped the piece into his mouth, downing it in one gulp. Idle talk was probably best to dispel the awkward. "Where's home for you? I mean, before coming to Panem."

[lassoftruthiness]

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to cause an attack of homesickness," said Diana softly, so that the gawkers wouldn't overhear. "As for my own home, well, originally I came from an island called Themyscira." She had briefly considered hiding her heritage, at least at first, but decided against it. Those in charge here knew enough to lock away her powers, not to mention her lasso, and to lie to her fellow Tributes would only inspire distrust.

Ha ha what is correct muse

[polyturtle]

"No, its ok!" Don gave her a reassuring smile. "Its fine.

A beat.

"Themyscira?" Blink. "Pardon me, but isn't that..."

Where did he hear about it? What book?...Oh. Oh."

"Greek mythology? That's a city from that, right?"

donatello--teenage mutant ninja princess of the moon i'd watch it

[lassoftruthiness]

"Yes!" Diana beamed, pleased at the recognition (and well used to her home being relegated to mythology). "Home of the Amazons. Also called Paradise Island. I think the name suits it, but then, I'm biased. Where do you call home?"

Not gonna lie, I'd watch it too

[polyturtle]

"Wow, so...that must mean you're really an Amazon? Its a real place?"

This wasn't going to turn into a Y'Lyntian thing, was it? No, this lady's normal-looking.

"Actually, I'm from New York City."

[lassoftruthiness]

"Born and raised," she confirmed with a smile. "And it was real enough last I saw." And well on it's way to returning to it's former glory, after the disgrace and banishment that Circe's meddling had brought to the island and it's people, not to mention Ares' attempts most recently to bring it back to ruin.

"Oh, I've always loved visiting New York. Never lacking in adventure. Have you always lived there?"

[polyturtle]

"My whole life," Don replied. "Well, technically the sewers of the city. But still the city!"

[lassoftruthiness]

"You lived in the sewers?" she asked without thinking, before the answer came to her and she continued, "For privacy, I assume? Or am I wrong in thinking that humans are the main sentient species of your world as well?"

[polyturtle]

"Both, actually." Another piece of sushi into his mouth. "Though we don't live in the sewers proper at the moment. And...well, obviously I'm...here in Panem."

[lassoftruthiness]

"Right," Diana nodded, poking at her own food. "Here we are in Panem. Certainly an enthusiastic welcome." She glanced around at their spectators, some of whom had obviously already realized she must be a new Tribute. Or perhaps there's been some sort of announcement.