Jason Compson IV (
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thecapitol2015-02-01 01:12 am
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You Try But You Fail 'Cuz You're Bad at Life [Closed]
WHO| Jason Compson and Cassian
WHAT| Jason lets Cassian know he's a disappointment.
WHERE| D7 Suites
WHEN| First week.
WARNINGS| None, just Jason Compson being terrible. Cassian's kind of a tool too.
Jason's lost Tributes at the Cornucopia before and, in fact, managed to have his District be a total wash before the event was over at least twice. It doesn't surprise him when Cassian falls. It does piss him off.
It takes them a few days to revive a Tribute, and it's nearly four days in by the time Cassian's returned to his bedroom. During the meanwhile, Jason works his overtime and doesn't spare anyone in earshot his bitching about it, even though truth be told, he'd rather be in the empty District Seven Suites than back home listening to his brother bellow and his mother diagnose herself with gluten allergies. He has the Avoxes do his laundry downstairs, in the guts of the building where Tributes aren't allowed. He sets up camp in the District Seven living room with a phone and a notebook and a spreadsheet of numbers, names, assi amounts, locations, keeping detailed tabs on where each of the surviving Tributes are and what supplies they have left. A few nights he sleeps on the couch, only to be woken by his mother sending frantic messages wondering why he hasn't come home yet (he doesn't answer them - he just turns the sound off on his phone).
As such, he's in the living room still, half-asleep, glancing up at the TV over his glasses as it gives him an update on Beth Greene, when the Avoxes bring an unconscious Cassian in on a gurney at three in the morning. For someone unfamiliar with the proceeding, it looks like they're wheeling him into an ambulance and that Cassian might be dead. Jason knows he isn't, and as such he slips back on his suit jacket, goes into the bathroom and slaps some water on his face, and wakes up for his first interaction with a Tribute in half a week.
He's informed that Cassian should be waking up soon, and so he takes a seat in the armchair in that room, cracking his neck and knuckles, smoking his vaporizer, drinking coffee and watching the poor Tribute unlucky enough to get his full attention. He doesn't give Cassian long to recover from dying before he starts asking questions. As soon as those brown eyes are open, so's Jason's mouth.
"You want to start with telling me what you did wrong?"
WHAT| Jason lets Cassian know he's a disappointment.
WHERE| D7 Suites
WHEN| First week.
WARNINGS| None, just Jason Compson being terrible. Cassian's kind of a tool too.
Jason's lost Tributes at the Cornucopia before and, in fact, managed to have his District be a total wash before the event was over at least twice. It doesn't surprise him when Cassian falls. It does piss him off.
It takes them a few days to revive a Tribute, and it's nearly four days in by the time Cassian's returned to his bedroom. During the meanwhile, Jason works his overtime and doesn't spare anyone in earshot his bitching about it, even though truth be told, he'd rather be in the empty District Seven Suites than back home listening to his brother bellow and his mother diagnose herself with gluten allergies. He has the Avoxes do his laundry downstairs, in the guts of the building where Tributes aren't allowed. He sets up camp in the District Seven living room with a phone and a notebook and a spreadsheet of numbers, names, assi amounts, locations, keeping detailed tabs on where each of the surviving Tributes are and what supplies they have left. A few nights he sleeps on the couch, only to be woken by his mother sending frantic messages wondering why he hasn't come home yet (he doesn't answer them - he just turns the sound off on his phone).
As such, he's in the living room still, half-asleep, glancing up at the TV over his glasses as it gives him an update on Beth Greene, when the Avoxes bring an unconscious Cassian in on a gurney at three in the morning. For someone unfamiliar with the proceeding, it looks like they're wheeling him into an ambulance and that Cassian might be dead. Jason knows he isn't, and as such he slips back on his suit jacket, goes into the bathroom and slaps some water on his face, and wakes up for his first interaction with a Tribute in half a week.
He's informed that Cassian should be waking up soon, and so he takes a seat in the armchair in that room, cracking his neck and knuckles, smoking his vaporizer, drinking coffee and watching the poor Tribute unlucky enough to get his full attention. He doesn't give Cassian long to recover from dying before he starts asking questions. As soon as those brown eyes are open, so's Jason's mouth.
"You want to start with telling me what you did wrong?"
