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thecapitol2015-05-11 05:00 pm
molotov) wrote in thecapitol2015-05-11 05:00 pm
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I want that red velvet, I want that sticky sweet
Who| Molotov, Black Tom, and Arya aka Family Questionable Morals
What| Treating Arya after the first day of school
Where| At a super awesome candy shop
When| After the first day of school
Warnings/Notes| Shitty people being shitty, copious amounts of sugar
While she wanted nothing to do with the Capitol's war on dissidents and rebellions, even Molotov can see how absolutely suspicious this new 'educational' program is. It's terribly heavy-handed -- they aren't even trying to hide their intentions here.
But she also knows better than to call it out in any way, including shielding Arya from it. Molotov had rather enjoyed having the girl around in the Arena, and now that she's spending her time in Tom's room, she finds herself around Arya all the time anyway. It's been fun, teaching her to use various weapons and toting her around the city.
Molotov imagines that it's what having a very curious, talking dog is like.
She doubts that many of the children will be in particularly high spirits after their day of learning, and she knows that pouty-ness in young ones has an easy fix: candy. Lots of it. It'll make Arya happy, and it'll let Tom and Molotov get their information out of her in a more public setting, where their voices, at least, are likely to be drowned out in the crowd. They need to make sure that Arya knows (and can be trusted) to hold her tongue in school, lest it be cut out of her mouth.
By the time the bus brings all the children and teenagers back, Molotov has already laid out an outfit on Arya's bed -- not that she doesn't trust Arya to dress herself, it's simply just more efficient if she doesn't have to spend time on it. There's a note telling her to meet Molotov and Tom in the lobby, and once she appears, they ferry her through the city to the candy store, which is, in true Capitol style, a sensory overload, stuffed with everything any little (or big, frankly) kid could ever want.
They walk around for a bit, Molotov herself occasionally pointing out things with a degree of delight, and buy Arya whatever she likes before settling down at a table while the owner plies them with the sort of decadent, saccharine sundaes and pastries that only this city could be capable of.
"So tell us about school," Molotov says, sipping delicately at an elaborate drink made of coffee and ice cream.
What| Treating Arya after the first day of school
Where| At a super awesome candy shop
When| After the first day of school
Warnings/Notes| Shitty people being shitty, copious amounts of sugar
While she wanted nothing to do with the Capitol's war on dissidents and rebellions, even Molotov can see how absolutely suspicious this new 'educational' program is. It's terribly heavy-handed -- they aren't even trying to hide their intentions here.
But she also knows better than to call it out in any way, including shielding Arya from it. Molotov had rather enjoyed having the girl around in the Arena, and now that she's spending her time in Tom's room, she finds herself around Arya all the time anyway. It's been fun, teaching her to use various weapons and toting her around the city.
Molotov imagines that it's what having a very curious, talking dog is like.
She doubts that many of the children will be in particularly high spirits after their day of learning, and she knows that pouty-ness in young ones has an easy fix: candy. Lots of it. It'll make Arya happy, and it'll let Tom and Molotov get their information out of her in a more public setting, where their voices, at least, are likely to be drowned out in the crowd. They need to make sure that Arya knows (and can be trusted) to hold her tongue in school, lest it be cut out of her mouth.
By the time the bus brings all the children and teenagers back, Molotov has already laid out an outfit on Arya's bed -- not that she doesn't trust Arya to dress herself, it's simply just more efficient if she doesn't have to spend time on it. There's a note telling her to meet Molotov and Tom in the lobby, and once she appears, they ferry her through the city to the candy store, which is, in true Capitol style, a sensory overload, stuffed with everything any little (or big, frankly) kid could ever want.
They walk around for a bit, Molotov herself occasionally pointing out things with a degree of delight, and buy Arya whatever she likes before settling down at a table while the owner plies them with the sort of decadent, saccharine sundaes and pastries that only this city could be capable of.
"So tell us about school," Molotov says, sipping delicately at an elaborate drink made of coffee and ice cream.
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Tom's not terribly subtle about the fact that he's playing footsie with Molotov. But his smile at Arya is, too, honest and genuine. He does care for her, and it isn't even deep down; he holds it out on his sleeve.
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