things you see in a graveyard; OPEN

[mustbebrave]

Who| Shilo and YOU
What| new mentor in the hizz-ouse
Where| D2 suites, the park in the middle of the shopping center
When| anytime after Shilo's arrival in the Capitol
Warnings/Notes| bug catching? Possibly swear words?



DISTRICT 2 SUITES

After making her presence known on the communication network, Shilo moved from her room into the common room of the suites. Usually she'd rather sit holed up in her room, but she's trying to make an effort, and she needs to get to know the new Tributes.

Whenever someone enters they'll see her sitting cross-legged in one of the chairs, with a book open in her lap, rather than any of the higher tech options the Capitol offers. It takes her a moment to register that someone is in the room, whether they're watching her or not. When she ques in she looks up, hesitating a moment before offering a small smile and a somewhat timid wave. Not the best introduction, but she's somewhat awkward with new people.

THE PARK

Here Shilo is a little more animated, moving through the park, her gaze never lingering on any spot for long. She has a large bag slung across her body, unfashionable in most areas, but especially in the Capitol. Most people avoid her, which suits her perfectly fine. When she notices a brightly colored butterfly fluttering among the flowered trees she reaches into the bag, pulling out a jar and unscrewing the top.

Her focus on the insect is so intense, following it along as it moves from flower to flower, waiting for it to get close enough that she can snag it that she doesn't even notice anyone in her path, until she runs straight into a solid form.

"Ow, hey!"

Comments

suite!

[revocation]

Cullen has by now more or less gotten the hang of the gadgets in the kitchen - at least enough that he can brew himself a cup of tea or put together a sandwich once in a while, without having to deal with the avoxes. A step up, really. Tea is what he's going for today, and he quickly puts the kettle on to heat. When he spots the new face, he returns the wave, and then points at the kettle.

"Would you like some?"

[mustbebrave]

Shilo's back straightens a little at the offer, biting back the knee-jerk desire to refuse him. After discovering her father had been poisoning her most of her life, she'd had difficulties accepting anything she hadn't personally prepared for a while. It didn't help that she'd used that very method to kill all her competition in the Arena.

This man didn't know that, of course.

She forces herself to smile, nodding her head.

"Sure. I'd love a cup of tea." She unfolds herself from the cross-legged position she's in, standing and moving over into the kitchen, still just paranoid enough that she wants to keep an eye on what he's doing with that kettle, but she attempts to come off casual, leaning her hip against the counter.

"I'm Shilo. I was a Victor several years ago, and I'm here to help with mentoring, now."

[revocation]

"Cullen," he says politely in response, digging about in the cupboards for two cups as the water heats. "So by that you mean - you won this game at some point in the past? And you're a native of this world?" he asks.

[mustbebrave]

"That's right," she replies, her fingers curling around the edge of the counter, absently tapping them in something vaguely resembling rhythm.

"I didn't win the way most people from my District do. I'm not built for brute force."

[revocation]

"It seems to me that winning is as much a matter of luck as skill, regardless," Cullen points out with a shrug. "Much like in war. Here."

He drops a bit of tea into a strainer, and pours hot water over it.

[mustbebrave]

"It was more applied ruthlessness combined with people spectacularly underestimating me," Shilo replies with a small shrug, watching as he went through the process of pouring the hot water, absently reaching up to tap one finger against her lips as she considers Cullen.

"You're very marketable, you know. I've been watching the videos, and going through all the backlog of what I've missed. People love you. Shouldn't be hard to give you what you need to win, if you want."

Suites

[bravelyplucked]

In return to that timid wave, Torin will tip his hat to Shilo. "How are you settling in?" He's friendly enough; though some Mentors might be bristling at the insinuation that they needed help, he doesn't even like this job. Help at a job he doesn't really enjoy would be appreciated.

[mustbebrave]

Shilo doesn't necessarily consider herself much help, but she'd been requested to return to mentoring, and considering she'd rather not be Avoxxed or worse, she'd obliged. It was easier to listen to what was going on around them when inside the Capitol, anyway.

"It's different," she replies to Torin's question, frowning down at her book for a moment before closing it. "I don't know what I expected."

[bravelyplucked]

"I know the feeling." He's helping himself to a seat now. "It's...quite different, having to deal with so many Tributes at once." So many unwilling Tributes...