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thecapitol2013-04-24 12:27 pm
- aunamee,
- sigma klim,
- ✘ ariadne,
- ✘ asha greyjoy,
- ✘ atticus bell,
- ✘ baron bartlett,
- ✘ beck,
- ✘ blaine anderson,
- ✘ chris redfield,
- ✘ donatello,
- ✘ eddie blake,
- ✘ eponine thenardier,
- ✘ eva salazar,
- ✘ gaila,
- ✘ glinda upland,
- ✘ howard bassem,
- ✘ jim kirk,
- ✘ julie grigio,
- ✘ maximus,
- ✘ momoko ryugasaki,
- ✘ neffa a reyeth,
- ✘ parker,
- ✘ peeta mellark,
- ✘ phil coulson,
- ✘ primrose everdeen,
- ✘ pruna,
- ✘ r,
- ✘ some ovmennet,
- ✘ thane krios,
- ✘ timaeus nadir,
- ✘ tohru adachi,
- ✘ topher brink,
- ✘ valeria rushlit
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What| A spectacular Viewing Party and opportunity for tributes to get sponsorship
Where| The Victoria Ascendant, on the lake
When| After the most recent death roll!
Warnings/Notes| Probable skeeviness of the Nice Guy variety.
Welcome to the Victoria Ascendant, latest in the Ascendant line of luxury yachts as built by the Nadir company. Tonight, the Victoria Ascendant is the stage set for a spectacular party, also paid for by the company and specifically designed and organised by a team of event specialists overseen by your host for this evening, Timaeus Nadir- wealthy eligible bachelor, melodramatic heir apparent to the company chair, frequent sponsor of the Games. The Victoria Ascendant is fully equipped with every obscenely luxurious item imaginable, and practically drips opulence.
When first welcomed aboard you will be assured that your every need will be seen to, your every desire catered for. Staff are on hand to answer any questions you might have or guide you to various areas of the ship, provide you with food, drink, or suggestions of how best to take advantage of the Victoria Ascendant's many amenities- they are here as hosts, but also as salespeople for those of the guests with money to burn- this party is serving more than one purpose. Tributes who responded to their invite will also receive a delicate, hand-written note in a golden envelope as they board- the content of which will be posted as a reply to their response to this post.(I'll do this once your character turns up.)
Although the Victoria Ascendant has a magnificent dining room for formal, sit-down occasions, the food for the party will be circulating the various lounge areas and decks. There is also a buffet table, for those of you who prefer to help yourselves, and a fully stocked bar. Provided are a baffling variety of foods and beverages, seemingly unconnected- but each tribute will find that if at any point during their stay in the Capitol they have requested a particular food or drink item, it is available here. Or, at least, the closest approximation the catering staff could conjure up. Seating is provided in intimate groupings around tables for the most part, though there are large, sprawling couches against the walls. Central to the dining area is a magnificent aquarium filled with brightly coloured fish. Anyone looking closely enough will recognise them- varieties of piranha- but don't worry, they've been more than adequately fed and the glass is thick.
While there are various screens displaying the Games throughout the ship, Viewing is also taking place on an enormous screen, set up in a seperate lounge area with full floor-to-ceiling windows all along one side. Here, staff wait to take bets or help organise the giving of sponsor gifts. Large, comfortable couches line the room, and the central table overflows with a spectacular arrangement of edible flowers and fruit.
Later in the evening, you will be told that the firework display is about to begin, and invited to go up onto the main deck to watch. The fireworks themselves will be launched from smaller boats across the lake, and the display is set to be truly spectacular. It will be set to some music that Tributes may find familiar- various melodies pulled from the most recent Arena. The large swimming pool on the deck is open, but it is too early in the year to be comfortable to use. Instead, it is being used as an unusual centrepiece for the evening. Floating in the illuminated water is a gigantic iceberg, sculpted into a stylised model of the current arena and populated with frozen figures. Eagle-eyed Tributes may be able to spot themselves depicted in ice- more often than not, the moment of their deaths are the pose of choice, if a little tweaked for the sake of a more dramatic scene.
Enjoy!
Adachi · Ariadne · Asha · Atticus · Beck · Blaine · Calico · Callista · Chris · Diana · Don · Eddie · Eponine · Eva · Gaila · Glinda · Harley · Howard · Julie · Kurt · Marty · Maximus · Momoko · Neffa · Parker · Peeta · Phil · Pruna · R · Sigma · Some · Thane · Timaeus · Topher
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"I don't think you will, honey. 'T ain't like the old days, and even then..."
She leans up close and prays that the other woman doesn't move away. "I've not been back for thirteen years."
But that's all she'll say - who knows if Asha's not just another plant by the bloody Game Makers looking to catch her mouthing off?
"You don't have to do nothing you don't want here, though. Except compete in the Games. But otherwise... you're free."
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"I need to return. My brother depends on it. My family depends on it. My kingdom depends on it."
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Calico's temper is starting to wear thin, though it isn't directed at Asha as much as at the Capitol itself.
"You just have to get on with it. Make up your mind that you're stuck here fighting and playing fancy dress forever, okay?"
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But her father's words come back to her-- she might not have time to waste, but if she gets herself killed here, or imprisoned too quickly, she'll be even less help. She reigns in the glare on her face, pursing her lips into a line; she would find out on her own, and leave on her own, and not get caught with other people.
Time to kneel again, Father.
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She leans in close now. Capitol ploy or not, Cal just cannot let someone else go through what she has just gone through. She raises her hand to once more cover her mouth.
"Listen to me. This goes no further. Got it? These people will arrest you. They'll lock you in a room. They'll threaten your family and your friends. They'll destroy your reputation. They'll make SURE you toe the line. So quit mouthing off and - and just sit tight. For now. Got it? Now look at that Tribute and laugh. Loud and hard and whisper back to me. They'll be watching."
She moves back and begins to cackle uproariously, before chucking in a quick wink and flirty wave at the poor bemused Tribute.
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"I'm sorry."
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"Now - after a spot of tribute watching, we like to play 'stuff as many marshmallows in your mouth as possible."
Such a stupid game, but it'll keep both of their mouths preoccupied for a bit at least.
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"Stuffing what?"
This was... a strange place.
"For fun back home, we play the Finger Dance. We could do that instead."
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She 'cha chas' the fingers of her left hand across the palm of her right.
"Like this? I think marshmallows are more fun than this, honey."
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She raises her eyebrows suggestively. "But if marshmellows are more exciting..."
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"Axes? For real? No wonder they brought you here, girl. You are PERFECT for the arena. You could definitely be a career... but do you really think they'd have axes on a boat? With a load of tributes around? That's how accidents happen, honey. And that's bad publicity."
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"Surely they have enough mages here to take care of any problems, right?" she offers, trying to bait out more of the story-- or at least an explanation for everything around them.
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"What's a mage? I'm gonna go with, 'we have none', since I've never heard of 'em."
And make a note to pass on the information from other worlds to Eva later, after the party.
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Truthfully, she had attributed it to her uncle; at least that would be an explanation as to who would send her here and how.
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She doesn't really understand precisely how television or even the Games are controlled. They are just two things she has accepted as realities in her world without question.
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Cal shrugs. "Maybe you can throw knives? There's plenty at the buffet tables - though I warn you, I am not a good catch, hun."
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"Then it would be a short dance." She could throw knives well enough, but... "What are your marshmellows?"
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"Marshmallows are sweets. You just shove 'em in your mouth, and whoever has the biggest mouth wins."
Which tends to work out well for Calico as she has an unarguably wide mouth.
"We can bet on it, if you want? Or we can find another game..."
She looks around for some inspiration, and her eyes fall back on the piranhas.
"Piranha baiting?" She's joking.
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"You'll find I have an awfully large mouth."
She looks over at the piranhas too, resting her chin in her hand. "How hard would it be to crack that open?"
She might not be joking.
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Calico boggles at Asha, studying her reaction to ascertain whether she's joking. On the one hand, it might be fun to smash Timaeus' stuff... but on the other, and Calico sighs. She's JUST got out of jail. She's being watched carefully. AND she has her brother and her family to think about. She HAS to behave herself.
"Come on. Let me show you the marshmallows. We'll take a bet, make it a bit more exciting."
oh god I'm so sorry about disappearing
"Fret not, I'll see your marshmallow. I'll leave the fish for when I'm more inclined to do my competition a favor."