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Eva Salazar ([personal profile] vissernone) wrote in [community profile] thecapitol2013-04-12 12:50 am

Your Twin, Peekaboo, Hiding Underneath My Skin [Closed]

Who| Eva and Ariadne
What| Rebellious plottings.
Where| Noir Restaurant
When| Week 4
Warnings/Notes| None yet.

Sometimes Eva likes to dress like a bird. She finds feathers a bit tacky, but the Capitol couture she chooses today is designed with diaphanous crimped fabrics and stilt-like heels that make her appear to be as much human as some sort of black and red crane. The makeup on her nose is even calculated to make it seem longer and thinner.

She pretends that if she stands very still, she'll disappear into a forest of reeds that will spring from the floor around her feet. She pretends that if she wishes hard enough, she'll find that she's not actually human at all, but some real winged creature not pinned to human contraptions like civilization and structure.

She waits in the Noir lounge, drumming her fingers on her knee. It's not that Ariadne's late; it's that Eva is early. This is an important meeting, a risky meeting, but as she told Daniel, the center cannot hold. Strange things are afoot in the Capitol. She's waited twenty years, more, and only now does she feel as if the time is, if not ready, ripening.

Like the first time she and Ariadne met, there is a red bird in her hair.
buildingreality: (making sure)

[personal profile] buildingreality 2013-04-16 10:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"Of course," she replied, taking her own seat carefully, feeling out everything to make sure she had a mental picture of the area around them. It was good that they didn't have any sharp corners in there, though Ariadne imagined that they had thought of that already.

She sat in such a way that kept her legs absolutely together; though there was no threat against her this time, it was the point of the thing. It helped that, in the darkness, Eva couldn't see how unhappy she looked, glaring down into the black like Baron would be able to feel it.

"Still not much beyond the alphabet itself, but I remember the odd word as well."
buildingreality: (working on her totem)

[personal profile] buildingreality 2013-04-18 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
She tucked her hair off behind her ear, hesitating to pay attention to both conversations at the same time. It was a bit difficult, but she'd been through three dream levels and Limbo, and made it back. So to speak, at least.

"You're right. They're still interesting, but there's so much more they could do with them."

She paused, reaching across to place her own hand on Eva's knee. REBEL

"Especially with all the Tributes around to draw from."
buildingreality: (a final blip of shock)

[personal profile] buildingreality 2013-04-18 04:36 pm (UTC)(link)
It was Ariadne's own leap of faith that made her willing to be so bold. She didn't think Eva was as much on the side of the Capitol as she had to pretend to be. It was merely that she had years to practice, she thought.

"Perhaps given enough time, they'll start making the most of it. I'm surprised that wasn't the first thing they did. They seem so creative."

To say that she wasn't necessarily privy to everything was an understatement; she wasn't quite as wrapped up in things as she'd have liked, but it was certainly a start.

WE R WAITING

WE NEED GOOD TIMING
buildingreality: (it's too risky)

[personal profile] buildingreality 2013-04-18 05:10 pm (UTC)(link)
She didn't mind that the verbal conversation had petered out. It let her focus more on the truly important conversation. She still didn't know how much to trust Eva, but so far, she'd given her no reason not to. Maybe she hadn't been entirely forthcoming about some things, but she had hardly hidden things from her; not important things, at least. Not the things that would make or break it for her.

Besides, their meals would arrive soon, likely breaking the focus they had on the under the table conversation that the Capitol had no way of knowing about.

WHO, punctuated with a drawn question mark. WHERE
buildingreality: (making sure)

[personal profile] buildingreality 2013-04-19 02:40 pm (UTC)(link)
A Gamemaker. And not one who no one knew about either, not one of those nameless few who simply seemed to bolster the numbers. She thought she might want to speak with Elias on the matter, suggest it, pass it on from an anonymous source instead of including Eva's name - the less people knew about each other, the better, she thought - but it was something.

She wasn't sure if Eva was crying or not, couldn't really understand why she was if that was the case; her mind was wandering to how they could go about the extensive necessary plans to get in and out without being caught.

SMALL TEAM?
buildingreality: (standing idly by)

[personal profile] buildingreality 2013-04-20 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
Times like now, Ariadne wished that she had more talents as far as a coup went. Certainly, following Cobb hadn't been exactly the most legitimate, but it also hadn't taught her much. She was a criminal with class; it came from falling in with the ranks of Arthur and Eames. Both practically reeked of class, though Eames rarely looked the part.

She felt a strange pang of homesickness, though she knew upon her arrival back home, they would all be going their separate ways anyway.

NOT YET

Which was a problem. She had Elias, but she wasn't getting him wrapped up in some plot like this. He would know, certainly, but the last thing she was going to do was volunteer him.
buildingreality: (it's too risky)

[personal profile] buildingreality 2013-04-22 03:59 am (UTC)(link)
Avoxes were better than nothing; though Ariadne wasn't entirely sure she wanted to use people like that for her own plots - especially not after Shepard had been made one - she couldn't deny that they would be useful in a case like this. They couldn't speak; there was no way for them to tell the secrets away.

YES

She understood, at least. Really, she did. It had been nearly impossible to orchestrate anything beyond the initial meeting between herself and Elias, and difficult to get this one without setting off too many alarm bells. Eventually someone would catch on that Ariadne and Eva were less than innocent as far as things went, and that their meetings were probably best separated. But until then, they could only make the most of the time they were given.

WHAT NOW
buildingreality: (working on her totem)

[personal profile] buildingreality 2013-04-23 08:44 pm (UTC)(link)
The faint light that acted as precursor to their meal was cue enough to remove her hand as well, pushing her hair back over her shoulder, her attention turning down to the table. She knew that it would be difficult, but she could swing something; the first thing would be to speak to Elias, to see if there was someone else they could enlist without getting anyone too important involved. It would involve quite a lot of thought, but it wasn't as though she couldn't just take notes, sort everything out, and work like that. She could do that. She would be fine.