China Sorrows (
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thecapitol2015-04-25 11:44 pm
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Who| Leonidas Cora and China Sorrows
What| Hanging out, possible
Where| Glacialis
When| Shortly after the Binding plot and Jason’s post
Warnings/Notes| None for now!
Between working with her Tributes and coworkers and meeting Sponsors, China’s social life is more active than it’s ever been. She would have looked upon such a future with trepidation and weariness just a few months ago, but she finds she’s actually enjoying herself. While she’s still far more charmed by the world of the book, the people she’s encountered outside aren’t uninteresting.
And because this is one meeting she’s actually looking forward to, she arrives promptly and with a hint of honesty in her smile.
She slips into the dining area. The cold has her wrapped up more warmly than usual, a fitted coat over her dark suit. “I hope I didn’t keep you waiting, Leo. How are you?”
It's a tense time, given the recent attempts at rebellion and the resentment that may have been stirred up over Jason's network post. Even she's been feeling it and she just hopes that this can be a relaxing time. Or at least interesting.
What| Hanging out, possible
Where| Glacialis
When| Shortly after the Binding plot and Jason’s post
Warnings/Notes| None for now!
Between working with her Tributes and coworkers and meeting Sponsors, China’s social life is more active than it’s ever been. She would have looked upon such a future with trepidation and weariness just a few months ago, but she finds she’s actually enjoying herself. While she’s still far more charmed by the world of the book, the people she’s encountered outside aren’t uninteresting.
And because this is one meeting she’s actually looking forward to, she arrives promptly and with a hint of honesty in her smile.
She slips into the dining area. The cold has her wrapped up more warmly than usual, a fitted coat over her dark suit. “I hope I didn’t keep you waiting, Leo. How are you?”
It's a tense time, given the recent attempts at rebellion and the resentment that may have been stirred up over Jason's network post. Even she's been feeling it and she just hopes that this can be a relaxing time. Or at least interesting.

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A show of patriotism went a long way in the Capitol.
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She raised her glass. "To all of that, to our Peacekeepers, to those that labor in the Districts... And President Snow's longevity."
The toast was overly effusive and she offered him a conspiratorial smile even as she finished it. They did have to keep up the act, but it was more fun together.
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The drink was celebrated by the hearty sip and the way he let his chest inflate with the pride of being here. "Do you have any plans for after we finish here?" The conspiratorial grin is mirrored by him, as if inviting her to come along and be horrible people together.
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She turned the big sad, doe eyes on him. More obvious play, especially as shown by the smile still on her face.
"I have no plans. I assume your schedule is overflowing?"
Or perhaps not. She found herself hoping that maybe he'd be free.
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In other words, he wasn't looking for sponsors or giving his tributes hell. "Will you join me in the Park? There's plenty to see and maybe I'd like to see how you waltz in a less crowded place."
The parks in the Capitol were one of many places that have seen District 2's hands, with the sculptures, the architecture. Cora knew them as a child, accompanying his father on projects.
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"I do hope I don't disappoint. Do go easy on me, please?"
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Smiling and sending out a verbal missile for her bat away or fluster. Though he highly doubts that last one: China was from one of the Capitol Dynasties, they had all the answers.
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She knew she had to tread lightly with her answer, for fear of looking too progressive and soft on Districters. "Inferior in intelligence? I believe that the virtue of their position affords those of us in the Capitol better education, but more intelligence? Certainly not."
It was close enough to her real feelings. China felt that most people, save for a select few like her current company, were equally stupid regardless of where they were born.
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"Not a politician's answer, but a librarian's. You never cease to surprise me Sorrows." He was on his toes again, literally now that he stood up. He considered this a most successful date.
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She rose to follow him out of the restaurant. "And how does a trainer answer the question of an off-worlder's intelligence, if I may ask?"
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"I would say that for all their ignorant ways," Leo began, enjoying the natural coolness of a Capitol Night, "They tend to have good survival instincts. At least the ones in District 2 seem to have it that way."
Bar a few that just focus on their "families".
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"I've heard many come from somewhat rough places, yes. But a bouquet of survivalists in your District--how fortunate."
For them, too. She couldn't imagine someone District 2 trained taking well to an inexperienced whelp.
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She found herself fortunate that hers, though maybe not too standout or flashy in the Arena, had the sense to be quiet. It was less work for her.
She smiled brightly, nothing artificial about it, and raised her hands. "Ready."
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There's a moment when he admires China as she is, with her duplicituous demeanor and her many tattoos, and he whispered, "Skyline's got nothing on this." With that, he starts their silent waltz.
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Some of these Tributes were so ungrateful. Usually she found herself almost wanting to laugh at their cluelessness, but then she was almost offended by the old man. It was no good to her if one of her few... close acquaintances were to be dragged down.
A smile glowed across her face as they glided together. "Do you think? You're quite good."
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She carefully tilted her head during the spin so that her hair wouldn't come close to smacking him in the face. Not because she doubted his ability to avoid it, but out of a rare courtesy. "Mostly, yes. Sometimes I make my assistant practice with me so I'm not tripping around all by my lonesome."
Her eyes twinkled, allowing room to read that as fact or a joke.
"Did they teach you how to dance when they taught you to fight?"
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The joke was caught and the coach's demeanor lightened up, "Practice paid off well...and yes, actually. Careers are taught not just in how to kill the competition but always represent their District in the Capitol. Stepping on a Capitolite's foot is a major faux paux, as I've taught my students time and time again."
And every step had to be correct or it was 50 pushups or 15 minutes on the track but China doesn't need to know that.
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She didn't falter in their dance as she laughed out loud. "I'll be candid with you, I hadn't even considered that." She had seen firsthand that some of her Tributes lacked manners and she supposed it would only be logical that backwater Tributes from the Districts might be just the same. While China was less naive about the state of the Districts than some Capitolites, there was still a vast area of emptiness in her knowledge.
Her voice was soft when she continued. The comment she had in mind dealt with his narrow avoidance of a stint in the Arena, but she didn't want to ruin the moment by brushing that sore spot. "I believe they must have done a better job with you than my books did with me. Perhaps I should reconsider my argument in our earlier dispute."
She wondered if he would remember their debate over the value of books.
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"I wouldn't...it still stands as a reference. What good is a training if you have no way to remember? Practice can only get you so far."
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Her only wish was that she could learn more--for curiosity's sake, not a crusade.
"My. I think we've converted each other, don't you? And reached an impasse at the same time. Perhaps we'll have to agree that both need to work together, hm?"
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"I agree completely. I'm sure that I may be able to provide assistance with the more unruly of the Tributes, if you do wish so." It's no secret that there are Tributes who can threaten their staffers and he's got a suspicion Sorrows can defend herself in a pinch.
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"Could you? I can't deny it may be some help."
"That would leave me owing you a favor, though--what could I do for you?"
True to form, she didn't make any specific offers; if she left people to figure out what they wanted by themselves, sometimes they never asked. She didn't mind not having to pay her debts.
Of course, she wouldn't be surprised if this one actually followed through.
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"Shall I escort you back?"
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