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thecapitol2013-03-13 12:27 am
wantedittobeagame) wrote in thecapitol2013-03-13 12:27 am
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Who| Adachi and you~
What| Adachi's introduced to Panem and the Hunger Games. He is not amused.
Where| District 1 Apartment level, exploring the floor(s).
When| Day of his arrival
Warnings/Notes| N/A as of yet
You are honored to be brought to Panem to compete in the Hunger Games.
Like hell he was.
Adachi kept up the innocent act at the brief explanation as to why he was suddenly in this place. It was how he protected himself, after all; playing the role of the clown and let people just assume he was nothing special. It helped him get dismissed by those "Gamemaker" creeps rather quickly, so he could get on with figuring out how he got to this messed up world, and better yet, how to get out.
So far, though, he wasn't having any luck, not that he had much of a chance to explore yet. He was shown to his quarters -- which was really ridiculously lavish and maybe the little starry-eyed act he gave when it was revealed to him would have been genuine if he wasn't going to be shoved into some death battle. Seriously, he had never even seen this much expensive stuff in his life, not to mention be able to afford it on his salary. He flopped down on the bed as his guide explained to him his new communicator and credit card, before finally leaving. It was about damn time, because Adachi had just been waiting for the opportunity to wipe off the clown make up and glare at the door.
He fiddled with the communicator first, briefly trying to figure out if it was supposed to be some kind of new fangled cellphone thing, before giving up and shoving it into a pocket. The credit card got a particular look of distaste before he shoved it into a pocket as well; yay, he has money to spend as compensation for being sent to his death. Fabulous.
After that? He was so out of that room, and the happy-go-lucky look was painted back on his face as he headed down the hall, trying to see who else was on this floor, if anyone.
What| Adachi's introduced to Panem and the Hunger Games. He is not amused.
Where| District 1 Apartment level, exploring the floor(s).
When| Day of his arrival
Warnings/Notes| N/A as of yet
You are honored to be brought to Panem to compete in the Hunger Games.
Like hell he was.
Adachi kept up the innocent act at the brief explanation as to why he was suddenly in this place. It was how he protected himself, after all; playing the role of the clown and let people just assume he was nothing special. It helped him get dismissed by those "Gamemaker" creeps rather quickly, so he could get on with figuring out how he got to this messed up world, and better yet, how to get out.
So far, though, he wasn't having any luck, not that he had much of a chance to explore yet. He was shown to his quarters -- which was really ridiculously lavish and maybe the little starry-eyed act he gave when it was revealed to him would have been genuine if he wasn't going to be shoved into some death battle. Seriously, he had never even seen this much expensive stuff in his life, not to mention be able to afford it on his salary. He flopped down on the bed as his guide explained to him his new communicator and credit card, before finally leaving. It was about damn time, because Adachi had just been waiting for the opportunity to wipe off the clown make up and glare at the door.
He fiddled with the communicator first, briefly trying to figure out if it was supposed to be some kind of new fangled cellphone thing, before giving up and shoving it into a pocket. The credit card got a particular look of distaste before he shoved it into a pocket as well; yay, he has money to spend as compensation for being sent to his death. Fabulous.
After that? He was so out of that room, and the happy-go-lucky look was painted back on his face as he headed down the hall, trying to see who else was on this floor, if anyone.
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Yeah, he had to acknowledge that some people were beyond helping... but how many of those could there be?
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Adachi paused a moment; he could tell he was being dismissed, but...
"Hey. Mind sharing your name, kid?"
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"...yeah, I know," he said softly, turning to leave. "See you around, Howard-kun."