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Staffer's Retreat
WHO| Every Escort, Stylist and Mentor. Any Capitolites or Peacekeepers who might have reason to oversee or visit.
WHAT| A professional retreat for the overworked, underpaid, and super underappreciated Tribute Care Teams.
WHERE| A chalet in District One, easily accessible by train.
WHEN| Before the next death roll.
WARNINGS| Typical Capitolites being entitled asshats.
NOTES| I've put up some subthreads for various activities, if you want to add more just do so under the appropriate day subheader!
Staffer's Retreat. Mandatory. The teams for each District are given a handful of days to prepare for the weekend, which, they're told, is going to be scheduled for a weekend with no big shake-ups in the Arena and perfect weather for outdoor activities. On Friday morning, they're taken by train to a small chalet tucked into a mountainside. A few inches of snow covers the ground but the sky is clear, reflected in the beautiful lake at the base of the mountain.
Until Sunday evening, their days will be packed with "professional development". The schedule looks something like this:
Friday:
Icebreakers
Trust Falls
Hypothetical Scenarios: How to Be the First Person Chosen for a Bomb Shelter
Three-Legged Race
Self-Care Hour: Mandatory Yoga
Dinner
Breaking Down Stereotypes Workshop
Saturday:
Mandatory Mentor Group Therapy: PTSD is Not An Excuse
Mandatory Escort/Stylist Workshop: Building Trust with Your Tributes
Mandatory Sexual Harassment Training: Focus on Tribute/Mentor and Tribute/Escort Relationships
Lunch
Capture-the-Flag
Group Lego-Building
Dinner
12am Karaoke
Sunday:
5:30am Continental Breakfast
Compliment Circle
Journal Hour
Farewells
WHAT| A professional retreat for the overworked, underpaid, and super underappreciated Tribute Care Teams.
WHERE| A chalet in District One, easily accessible by train.
WHEN| Before the next death roll.
WARNINGS| Typical Capitolites being entitled asshats.
NOTES| I've put up some subthreads for various activities, if you want to add more just do so under the appropriate day subheader!
Staffer's Retreat. Mandatory. The teams for each District are given a handful of days to prepare for the weekend, which, they're told, is going to be scheduled for a weekend with no big shake-ups in the Arena and perfect weather for outdoor activities. On Friday morning, they're taken by train to a small chalet tucked into a mountainside. A few inches of snow covers the ground but the sky is clear, reflected in the beautiful lake at the base of the mountain.
Until Sunday evening, their days will be packed with "professional development". The schedule looks something like this:
Friday:
Icebreakers
Trust Falls
Hypothetical Scenarios: How to Be the First Person Chosen for a Bomb Shelter
Three-Legged Race
Self-Care Hour: Mandatory Yoga
Dinner
Breaking Down Stereotypes Workshop
Saturday:
Mandatory Mentor Group Therapy: PTSD is Not An Excuse
Mandatory Escort/Stylist Workshop: Building Trust with Your Tributes
Mandatory Sexual Harassment Training: Focus on Tribute/Mentor and Tribute/Escort Relationships
Lunch
Capture-the-Flag
Group Lego-Building
Dinner
12am Karaoke
Sunday:
5:30am Continental Breakfast
Compliment Circle
Journal Hour
Farewells
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Both were at an impasse and Leo wasn't about to throw his government, those who saved them from the Dark Ages, just to give an offworlder the reason to win the argument.
"We could be at this for days, Mrs. Murphy. We could debate government tactics or you could understand that you're not in your world. You're here for the time being and you understand that this is what Districts face if they betray the Capitol. Do I understand that there was great loss of life? Of course. But the innocent paid for the rebellion's actions."
He shows no mercy to traitors, they jeopardize everything he was raised into.
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He knew his District and in this hypothetical situation, the survivors would want their "liberators" blood for the horrors they see set forth. There is no sympathy in his eyes, a deeply rooted Capitol construct meant to keep people from asking questions. "I was born to be in the Games, Mentor Murphy, you understand that, right? I was born ready to die for my home." He couldn't see how fucked up this all was, becuase the man was born with the Capitol's perfectly manicured hands covering his eyes and grabbing him by the throat.
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Where Leo couldn't see how fucked up this all is, Clara could very clearly. "I just...I can't understand how you can just accept this, or accept the thought that you were born to either die or kill to survive for their entertainment." No matter what he could say, it would probably never make sense to her.
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"I accept it because this nation is built on the sacrifices of others. If some don't want to put their part, then they don't deserve the kindness."
Their homes razed, families slaughtered and their lives destroyed and for what? "If I were you, Mrs. Murphy" At least Cora respected her widow status, "I'd reconsider your stance." The Capitol was watching them and no such sedition was allowed. In Leo's eyes, all Clara was looking for was a new hole in the head.