Maximus Decimus Meridius (
gluteus) wrote in
thecapitol2013-03-15 11:07 pm
Entry tags:
Legion Building
Who| Maximus and OPEN
What| Maximus wants to build an army
Where| around the capitol
When| across the week before the arena
Warnings/Notes| None so far!
Maximus had been formulating a plan.
Perhaps plan was too strong a word. Commanding was in his blood, it was what his entire career, his entire life had been based on. So he didn't even realize it when he had started to work out the logistics in his head. It wasn't until that he was devising particular strategies for the arena - strategies that weren't just for him, but for a team, for an army that he knew what he had to do.
The best way to ensure survival, and to silently rebel against the capitol, was to stick together. Was to find men and women that he could count on, that he could trust with his life, and that could trust him with theirs. Keep them all alive as long as possible. And last out the Arena together, and refuse to take each other down.
What| Maximus wants to build an army
Where| around the capitol
When| across the week before the arena
Warnings/Notes| None so far!
Maximus had been formulating a plan.
Perhaps plan was too strong a word. Commanding was in his blood, it was what his entire career, his entire life had been based on. So he didn't even realize it when he had started to work out the logistics in his head. It wasn't until that he was devising particular strategies for the arena - strategies that weren't just for him, but for a team, for an army that he knew what he had to do.
The best way to ensure survival, and to silently rebel against the capitol, was to stick together. Was to find men and women that he could count on, that he could trust with his life, and that could trust him with theirs. Keep them all alive as long as possible. And last out the Arena together, and refuse to take each other down.
He even had an idea of who could fit that bill.
All it took was finding them.

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"What can I say, I like the company here."
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"I must be honest. I didn't come for cards. Or a drink."
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"And I'll hazard a guess ya ain't here for my good looks neither." He settled the card on the table (the nine of spades) and leaned back in his seat.
"So what can I do ya for?"
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"May I?"
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"By all means," his mustached twitched, "help yerself."