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[capitolprivilege]

Who| Stephen and D6 | Stephen and anyone
What| Trying to convince his Tributes to go the fuck to sleep, and unwinding himself when the kids are in bed
Where| D6 rooms | the coffeeshop downstairs
When| Thursday morning
Warnings/Notes| First prompt closed to D6; the other's open!

A:

Stephen is usually around the D6 rooms. Generally, he's easygoing -- he was stricter for a while there, but after the last Arena, now that his traitor cuff's come off, he's started to let his Tributes get away with more. If you've come to him with a problem, he's done his best to help you, and he's also had a conversation with each of his Tributes about just how many public appearances they want to make. If a Tribute requests that their fancy-event invitations be kept to a minimum, he's done his best to facilitate that. If a Tribute wants to play the social game and network, Stephen's helped them with that, too.

Today, though, he's trying to get in touch with all of his Tributes, because he has something very important to ask them to do.

He has to ask them to sleep.

Stephen is generally sticking around the D6 rooms. When his Tributes wake up, they'll find him in the common area, playing on a tablet. He'll look up at them and grin.

"Morning."

B:

Leave it to Stephen not to take his own advice. Around 4pm, he can be found on the ground floor of the Tribute Center, sipping some kind of froofy coffee. There's probably like three kinds of chocolate in it. It smells divine. If anyone meets his eye, he'll flash them a smile, and wave if he knows them. He's got a tablet propped up in front of him, and it looks like he's flipping through an e-release of a vapid Capitol magazine.

Comments

[affluenza]

Dandy would have said that there was no need to be wary - he would never hurt a Capitol citizen, although he'd gladly tear a fellow tribute limb from limb in the arena. His duplicity could be a bit unsettling, but in this case he was sincere.

"Of course I did. The beds are lovely here," he says with a big smile, "And how are you doing today?"

[capitolprivilege]

A year ago, maybe, Stephen wouldn't have questioned it. Now, though, after everything that has happened, it's impossible to feel like Dandy isn't laying it on thick. After all, the only Tribute who showed more cheer than Dandy was Kevin, and that had been a whole thing. It still was a whole thing, just a whole thing Stephen's gotten good at keeping contained.

"Oh, I'm fine, I'm fine," he says. "Actually, I was told something pretty interesting today, and I want to know what you think of it."

[affluenza]

"Oh, is that so?" he says, putting his glass down on the counter, "What might that be? I'm happy to give my opinion."

[capitolprivilege]

"Well, you may or may not know, but the Crowning is scheduled for tonight. You've never been to one, I know, but has anyone told you what it usually involves?" Stephen plans to walk each of his Tributes through this. Technically, he probably shouldn't tell them that they're being taken to the Arena right from the Crowning, but there's no reason why they can't guess.

[affluenza]

"It's for the victor of the last arena, right?" he says, a little glum that the victor wasn't him, "I'm not sure what it actually involves, though."

[capitolprivilege]

"It's a great big themed party," Stephen explains. "The scientists in the Capitol take a peek at the Victor's home, and they put together a party based on the most important things in the Victor's life! Each one is unique -- it's not the kind of thing you'd want to miss, even if it weren't mandatory," he says cheerily. "You'll get a new set of clothes to wear tonight made specially for it."

[affluenza]

"Oh, good! I love new clothes!" he said, not at all bothered by the fact that someone else would be picking his clothes out for him. His mother did that often enough anyways.

"Are people from the Capitol invited, or is it just for tributes?"

[capitolprivilege]

"Certain citizens are," says Stephen. "Anyone who's anyone -- anyone important -- gets invited to the Crowning. But all Tributes and staff attend.

"The thing is," he goes on, "Crownings always run late. They're practically all-night parties. But this time, I've been told, specifically, to make sure my Tributes sleep today."

[affluenza]

"Hmm. My nap time isn't for another few hours yet, I'm not sure I'll be able to get to sleep before then," he says, although he really doesn't want to be drowsy in front of important Capitol citizens, "Is it really that exhausting? I've done fine at all-night parties before."

[capitolprivilege]

"This one is officially all night," Stephen says, glancing around him. He's pretty sure he's not supposed to tell the Tributes directly that the Arena is tomorrow. But if they guess...

"And there's something planned for tomorrow, right after it. You're going to be going for a good twenty-four hours at least. Rest up, Dandy-- you're going to need it."

[affluenza]

"Oh, alright. I can at least try, I suppose. I don't want to make a fool of myself in front of everyone," he says with a bit of a sigh, "I'll need some warm milk if I'm ever going to get to sleep at this hour, though."

[capitolprivilege]

"Just ask an Avox," Stephen says agreeably. "They'll bring it to you."

[affluenza]

"Alright. I suppose I need my beauty sleep anyways," Dandy says, not bothering to put up a fight. It wasn't like he was being sent to bed as a punishment or anything like that.

[capitolprivilege]

Of course not -- this is far from a punishment. This is potentially life-saving advice.

"Sleep well," Stephen calls. "I'll try to keep the noise down out here."

[affluenza]

"Well, thanks for telling me. I'll see you in the morning, then," he says, retreating back to his room.

[capitolprivilege]

"In the evening," Stephen corrects, giving a wave.