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thecapitol2015-05-01 09:51 am
freedomscall) wrote in thecapitol2015-05-01 09:51 am
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What| Anders trying to adjust to a new environment.
Where| Around the capitol.
When| Now?
Warnings/Notes| None at the moment
Everything was too big. He should have felt relief: this city was larger than anything he had seen before. There was so much grandeur, all glittering and beautiful and so easy to focus on. A man like him could have been swept away, swept under the rug, swept up in everything and easily forgotten. He could hide in the crowd. With so many people, no one would notice just another man.
Anders, however, felt nothing but suffocated. Every glance caused him to flinch and bury himself deeper within himself. The knot in his stomach pulled tighter, and tighter with every turn he made and every person he passed.
He had no idea how long he had been walking, or even where he was anymore. A heavy sigh escaped him as he rubbed his forehead.
"Andraste's tits...What is going on?" . For a moment he let his situation consume him, let the whole Capitol consume him.
It was the sound of footsteps coming up behind him that snapped the mage out of his stupor.
Where| Around the capitol.
When| Now?
Warnings/Notes| None at the moment
Everything was too big. He should have felt relief: this city was larger than anything he had seen before. There was so much grandeur, all glittering and beautiful and so easy to focus on. A man like him could have been swept away, swept under the rug, swept up in everything and easily forgotten. He could hide in the crowd. With so many people, no one would notice just another man.
Anders, however, felt nothing but suffocated. Every glance caused him to flinch and bury himself deeper within himself. The knot in his stomach pulled tighter, and tighter with every turn he made and every person he passed.
He had no idea how long he had been walking, or even where he was anymore. A heavy sigh escaped him as he rubbed his forehead.
"Andraste's tits...What is going on?" . For a moment he let his situation consume him, let the whole Capitol consume him.
It was the sound of footsteps coming up behind him that snapped the mage out of his stupor.
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"Short version, you're here to fight in the Hunger Games, like all the other tributes. We all go in, one of us comes out alive, all the rest get to wake up in the Tribute tower for what has to be officially the weirdest afterlife I've ever heard of," She sighed and pried the lid off her coffee to check the contents; gross, all foam, "When you're in the Capitol, that would be here, your job is to look pretty and keep your head down. Other than that, have fun with it, I guess. Not the ugliest form slavery's ever taken, but..."
Shepard offered him a one-shouldered shrug. What can you do?