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thecapitol2015-10-22 06:50 pm
futilecycle) wrote in thecapitol2015-10-22 06:50 pm
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It's looking like you'd better do what they say [CLOSED]
WHO | Sigma and Quintus
WHAT | Two influential men make plans about how to deal with the Arena blackout.
WHEN | Immediately after the blackout.
WHERE | Starting with the Gamemaker's Tower, future location to be determined.
WARNINGS/NOTES | None for now.
Plutarch had never said their team was made of forward-thinking persons - when each of them accepted their job they had only their wallets and fame in mind. Though they knew the cost of poor performance was their lives, none of them believed themselves incompetent enough to make a mistake.
When lightning crashes down and silences the Games, it's less of an 'act of God' than most believe. Today, even an accident may not save Sigma Klim's pathetic life.
There is a great, unbelieving silence in the room before he and his coworkers start a mad scramble to bring the footage back online. Several minutes of mad futility pass like hours, like play-by-plays of entire lives. They are still working when the calls begin to roll in, clogging up communications.. from press, from Snow, from anyone looking for answers.
As Head Gamemaker, Plutarch would be speaking with the President, leaving Sigma open to the next in line. There was only one he was to answer and Sigma waited for him with bated breath. There would be an investigation, certainly, and it was in his best interest to turn up the heat on the rebels. The children may be safe, but for Sigma, snake in the grass, it was time to defend himself from death by striking back.
WHAT | Two influential men make plans about how to deal with the Arena blackout.
WHEN | Immediately after the blackout.
WHERE | Starting with the Gamemaker's Tower, future location to be determined.
WARNINGS/NOTES | None for now.
Plutarch had never said their team was made of forward-thinking persons - when each of them accepted their job they had only their wallets and fame in mind. Though they knew the cost of poor performance was their lives, none of them believed themselves incompetent enough to make a mistake.
When lightning crashes down and silences the Games, it's less of an 'act of God' than most believe. Today, even an accident may not save Sigma Klim's pathetic life.
There is a great, unbelieving silence in the room before he and his coworkers start a mad scramble to bring the footage back online. Several minutes of mad futility pass like hours, like play-by-plays of entire lives. They are still working when the calls begin to roll in, clogging up communications.. from press, from Snow, from anyone looking for answers.
As Head Gamemaker, Plutarch would be speaking with the President, leaving Sigma open to the next in line. There was only one he was to answer and Sigma waited for him with bated breath. There would be an investigation, certainly, and it was in his best interest to turn up the heat on the rebels. The children may be safe, but for Sigma, snake in the grass, it was time to defend himself from death by striking back.
no subject
"I will issue an order that Tributes not be fired upon unless they place our team in imminent danger of death," he promises. "We should also agree on how to handle any escapees, if it turns out we've got a physical breach. My preference is for claiming them as casualties. I'd rather say we got the bodies cleaned up before restoring surveillance than scare people with the possibility that they might be running amok somewhere."