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Who| Timaeus Nadir and all his guests. If you are in the Capitol, you've been invited!
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!

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Someone had given him enough of a primer in recent events of this world that Phil knew exactly who this kid was. His district mentor and one of the survivors of the last arena who had set off the current form of the games. Mostly because he and his girlfriend had beaten the system. Although, Phil doubted they were actually as far along in the relationship as the TV liked to say they were. Something in the body language was off, but he recognized it for what it was... a survival tactic.

Spies were good at figuring this sort of thing out after all.

"You'd be surprised how easy it is to avoid people if you know what you're doing. Talk to Tony from our district. Back home, he's pretty much an expert at it."

Phil was probably the only person Peeta had ever met that could tell about their relationship from their body language. Not that he'd said anything, but still, Peeta had thought they were doing a pretty good job!

"It must be pretty obvious that I don't know what I'm doing, then," He really was trying to not smile as much, but still, it was pretty funny. Peeta always felt out of his depth, but he managed to soldier on pretty well. "Tony Stark, right? More of a reason to talk to him, he might be able to give me some pointers."

He stuck out his hand. "Peeta Mellark, I'm one of your mentors. I'm sorry I haven't been around, I had some things to take care of back home."

Phil Coulson ran with one of the best spies in the business, you picked things up. So much of his job was watching and evaluating. There was a reason he'd been sent that first time to interview Stark. Phil had seen the interviews, even been forced to watch the Arena footage of Peeta and Katniss. He didn't doubt that there was some sort of relationship, just the depth and type of said relationship.

And didn't doubt that Peeta had things to take care of at home. It was a perilous political situation they were both in. This sort of government didn't take challenges well. As his own death had proven.

Phil snorted, "Just do me a favor and be, well, patient with Stark. He doesn't always give the best first impression. It's part of his charm."

Peeta laughed. "Don't worry, I have the patience of a saint. He's just lucky that I'm going to be his mentor, and not Katniss." There was that tell-tale sign that this was supposed to be an 'inside' joke, with the way his tone of voice indicated.

"But I'm also your mentor, so how about I do you that favor, and you do me one and tell me a little bit about yourself."