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thecapitol2013-04-12 12:50 am
vissernone) wrote in thecapitol2013-04-12 12:50 am
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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.
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.
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I FIND INTEL
There's a creak and some light enters the room. Eva quickly pulls her hand away from Ariadne as the waiter comes in with bowls of soup for each of them. In a way, she feels guilty asking Ariadne to create the spider's web of connections, but it's riskier, and until she can communicate the information she's gathered she finds herself invaluable.
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