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thecapitol2015-08-05 09:55 am
shiftingurbulls) wrote in thecapitol2015-08-05 09:55 am
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[open] Useless Information
Who| Ellis and Open
What| A bit of catch-up with the goober with one closed prompt
Where| See the prompts!
When| August 3 to August 5
Warnings/Notes| Discussions of death, et all
I - Job Searching
Ellis couldn’t say he wasn’t expecting the free ride to be over so soon but such is life. By the way some of the Tributes acted, this little scheme had been going for months, possibly years but only now did the Districts know where their hard-earned work went towards…
Can’t say I blame ‘em, he thought as he peeked over into one of many garages in the Capitol for something he still knew how to do best: fixing cars. He’d been studying the transportation used in Panem and by the looks of things, ever since he had his encounter with Chuck Hansen. Some parts were definitely more advanced, but the engine block, the transmission, they were basically the same here as they were back home.
As much as he loved Rochelle though…there really was no way El would give up his freedom, however limited, to become a Peacekeeper. The Army left a bad taste in his mouth with the way they acted in New Orleans, and with a dick like Black Tom Cassidy in the ranks, the option seemed less viable.
II – Training
There was no telling when the next arena would come and lesson learned: NEVER head to the Cornucopia. The temptation had been too great, and El recognized he was too cocky that first time. It cost him dearly to say the least, as he wasn’t there when Rick and Daryl murdered his friend. Maybe he could have talked some sense into everyone...or at least spared the grumbling diva. Yes, the gambler took Beth's life but in the end...Ellis knew that if it came down to him and the gambler, they would fight it out, no hard feelings on that matter. Anyone walking in would see the young man at his angriest here…and he would defend his right to be this spiteful after losing one of his best friends, and family he knew.
III - Sponsor Sweet-talking
Southern charm still held some value in the Capitol as Ellis chuckled along a rather dull joke one of the socialites told the group. There was a lot to atone for in the eyes of the Tribute, for having acted so foolishly in the last Arena, especially to District 4. So why not raise awareness of stronger, more able compatriots? Like Miss Anna, who made herself a contender? Sure, El could promise a lot of things on his own, but the princess showed the world just how good she could be. Or what about that Nick fella in District 5? He’s a swell man and long-lasting to boot! This arena excluded of course.
As for Rochelle, Ellis decided to praise her article in Celebrus when asked about her. “She’s the type t’ get in on the action, believe me! She was coverin’ the outbreak back home an’ boy howdy, she kept her journalistic integrity through it all!”
Needless to say, El would be singing the praises for his friends.
IV - Date with Nick (Closed)
For all the confidence Ellis exuded at the ball…he still fiddled with his sport jacket and his shirt. He hoped he wasn’t overdressed but he wanted to make a better impression than the last time at the bar. He was pretty damn sure his heart wanted to burst out of his chest but it didn’t…thank fuck.
The mechanic earned enough to make the date worth their while…now all he had to do was knock at the survivor’s door and hope he didn’t reject him.
What| A bit of catch-up with the goober with one closed prompt
Where| See the prompts!
When| August 3 to August 5
Warnings/Notes| Discussions of death, et all
I - Job Searching
Ellis couldn’t say he wasn’t expecting the free ride to be over so soon but such is life. By the way some of the Tributes acted, this little scheme had been going for months, possibly years but only now did the Districts know where their hard-earned work went towards…
Can’t say I blame ‘em, he thought as he peeked over into one of many garages in the Capitol for something he still knew how to do best: fixing cars. He’d been studying the transportation used in Panem and by the looks of things, ever since he had his encounter with Chuck Hansen. Some parts were definitely more advanced, but the engine block, the transmission, they were basically the same here as they were back home.
As much as he loved Rochelle though…there really was no way El would give up his freedom, however limited, to become a Peacekeeper. The Army left a bad taste in his mouth with the way they acted in New Orleans, and with a dick like Black Tom Cassidy in the ranks, the option seemed less viable.
II – Training
There was no telling when the next arena would come and lesson learned: NEVER head to the Cornucopia. The temptation had been too great, and El recognized he was too cocky that first time. It cost him dearly to say the least, as he wasn’t there when Rick and Daryl murdered his friend. Maybe he could have talked some sense into everyone...or at least spared the grumbling diva. Yes, the gambler took Beth's life but in the end...Ellis knew that if it came down to him and the gambler, they would fight it out, no hard feelings on that matter. Anyone walking in would see the young man at his angriest here…and he would defend his right to be this spiteful after losing one of his best friends, and family he knew.
III - Sponsor Sweet-talking
Southern charm still held some value in the Capitol as Ellis chuckled along a rather dull joke one of the socialites told the group. There was a lot to atone for in the eyes of the Tribute, for having acted so foolishly in the last Arena, especially to District 4. So why not raise awareness of stronger, more able compatriots? Like Miss Anna, who made herself a contender? Sure, El could promise a lot of things on his own, but the princess showed the world just how good she could be. Or what about that Nick fella in District 5? He’s a swell man and long-lasting to boot! This arena excluded of course.
As for Rochelle, Ellis decided to praise her article in Celebrus when asked about her. “She’s the type t’ get in on the action, believe me! She was coverin’ the outbreak back home an’ boy howdy, she kept her journalistic integrity through it all!”
Needless to say, El would be singing the praises for his friends.
IV - Date with Nick (Closed)
For all the confidence Ellis exuded at the ball…he still fiddled with his sport jacket and his shirt. He hoped he wasn’t overdressed but he wanted to make a better impression than the last time at the bar. He was pretty damn sure his heart wanted to burst out of his chest but it didn’t…thank fuck.
The mechanic earned enough to make the date worth their while…now all he had to do was knock at the survivor’s door and hope he didn’t reject him.
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Maybe it was the fear of catching the walker virus but Ellis wanted to be closer. He was an impulsive idiot, there's no denying this fact.
"I'll have a beer t' start me off, I got a few weeks' pay an' I wanna enjoy it wih ya," he spoke up, successfully keeping those thoughts in check.
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He didn't want to be as transparent but when it's been a while since he's been with someone that he likes and isn't poking his arm with needles or trying to eat his face...he tends to be transparent. He does look straight at Nick, making that much needed eye contact even through the blush.
"Wha' can I say, I'm with a terribly handsome Southern man from North Carolina."
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Shit, he got him there. Nick response to that with a roll of his eyes, though his warm cheeks say more than his own words could convey. "You got the terrible part right."
And North Carolina. So people remember the things he says after all.
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"Lemme be the judge of tha', all right?" he whispered in Nick's ear before returning to his drink.