[open] making today a perfect day (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

[rediscover]

Who| Anna and YOU!
What| General merrymaking, flower crown distribution, and probably skipping.
Where| All over the Tribute center!
When| Post-Arena, pre-Crowning
Warnings/Notes| Excessive...cheer???




It's been a few weeks since Anna came out of the Arena, and as such she's managed to dispel all of her gloom and moping by the time the finale comes around and the Victor is announced. She's overjoyed that one of her friends will be crowned this time, and for the princess, it's just plain been awhile since she's had a few nice things going on in her life, so she decides to give in to a little merrymaking.

The tension she still holds with a few of her friends aside, Anna's got a few good reasons to celebrate--even if she's had some awkward moments and slip-ups, and there are an uncomfortable amount of people wearing Commemorative T-Shirts featuring a very close-up rendering of her and Bro kissing--so she turns to one of her favorite hobbies: making flower crowns.

Normally, she does this kind of thing in her room, but this time, she decides to take it to a new level. For the first couple of days, you can find her spread out on her stomach on the floor of the District 4 commons, flowers of all sizes, shapes and colors blanketing the floor, making crown after crown. She spends quite a bit of the time she's working humming to herself, occasionally breaking out into song when she feels particularly happy, and she's happy to take requests. But by the third day, she decides that it's not enough to simply decorate her District-mates, and takes the whole operation down to the lobby, where she settles in on the rug by the hearth and sets to work, turning out lovely crowns of roses and daisies, daffodils and asters, and even some exotic flowers whose names she doesn't know, just that they're lovely and fragrant and people should have a chance to appreciate them.

And when she's exhausted her supply, she'll spend the next couple of days sashaying about and distributing them. Many of them go to her friends and loved ones, but she also takes care to hand them around to perfect strangers, too--who doesn't need a dose of good cheer, after all!

Comments

[shieldofrohan]

"Oh," is all Éowyn manages for the moment, and frowns deeply. This is not only strange, but more than a little worrying. Some of it makes sense, or at least what passes for sense in this queer place: she knows, as fighters and riders alike must know, that some things are learnt by the muscles as much as the mind, and if their bodies are reset after the fighting, by whatever strange magic this place posesses, well, it stands to reason that such muscle memory would be lost. But how far does that run? If she learns the herbs that grow here, or the skills like camouflage which the training gym provides for, will she forget again? How much more can they take, if they can take even our memories?

She looks down at the flower crown she's weaving, then back up at Anna, and forces a smile. "Still, you cannot deny that to get some proper exercise in such a place has no mean value of its own."

[rediscover]

Anna truly does feel bad, to have to be the bearer of bad news. She feels like it happens far more often around here than she'd like. But Éowyn needs to know, needs to hear these things as soon as she can.

Anna smiles back, encouragingly. "You're absolutely right. I should exercise more often, actually." She pats her stomach. "I eat way too many sweets for my own good."

[shieldofrohan]

"And so might I, if they were ever in such profusion," Éowyn remarks dryly, swallowing back her fear and upset and managing a slightly stronger smile. "Whatever else can be said for it, this place has no shortage of luxuries."