Firo Prochainezo (
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thecapitol2015-12-07 09:26 pm
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Who| Firo Prochainezo and you!
What| Dealing with prison life
Where| Detention Center
When| Covering the week before the District 12 mission and the week after
Warnings/Notes| Likely talk of imprisonment, war, and usual Capitol awfulness
Having lived life the way he does, Firo’s not surprised to be in prison. Again. He would, however, be lying if he tried to say he was not incredibly displeased with this turn of events. For one, what was the point in being in this place as opposed to Alcatraz? At least back home he was helping Ennis as part of his imprisonment. The other, even bigger reason is that his friends are now scattered to the winds and he’s unable to do a thing about it.
It really, really sucks.
But what can you do? Though the thought of finally letting go of his control and showing the Capitol just what he thinks of them is tempting, it’s not on the table. Because to risk his neck like this is to risk Ennis’s and he’s not prepared to do that to her. So for now, it seems that quiet acceptance it is.
At their break for meal time, Firo tries to take full advantage of the ambient distractions to keep from thinking too hard about the situation they’re in. Whether they’re friend or stranger, Firo grunts to the person next to him, “I’m surprised they don’t have us doin’ the lockstep. That still happen in prisons where you’re from?”
Not to imply that you look like an expert or anything, buddy, but a guy has to kill time somehow.
[Closed to Eowyn]
There aren't many towering Amazons hanging around Panem, so Eowyn is usually pretty easy to find. Firo's never been more grateful for this fact than he is right now. She sticks right out when the soldiers are let go for their free time, and he makes his way over to her as quickly as he can without prompting suspicious looks from the guards.
When he's nearly at her side, he waves. "Hey." He hesitates, unsure on how to continue. Asking her if she's okay would just be stupid--are any of them okay right now? But he has to say something. "...How're you settlin' in?"
She's tough, he knows. But he also knows that this likely isn't the kind of place someone like her would be used to. Hell, he isn't even used to it.
[ooc: If you’d like a more tailored/specific prompt, just message me or go ahead and make something up!]
What| Dealing with prison life
Where| Detention Center
When| Covering the week before the District 12 mission and the week after
Warnings/Notes| Likely talk of imprisonment, war, and usual Capitol awfulness
Having lived life the way he does, Firo’s not surprised to be in prison. Again. He would, however, be lying if he tried to say he was not incredibly displeased with this turn of events. For one, what was the point in being in this place as opposed to Alcatraz? At least back home he was helping Ennis as part of his imprisonment. The other, even bigger reason is that his friends are now scattered to the winds and he’s unable to do a thing about it.
It really, really sucks.
But what can you do? Though the thought of finally letting go of his control and showing the Capitol just what he thinks of them is tempting, it’s not on the table. Because to risk his neck like this is to risk Ennis’s and he’s not prepared to do that to her. So for now, it seems that quiet acceptance it is.
At their break for meal time, Firo tries to take full advantage of the ambient distractions to keep from thinking too hard about the situation they’re in. Whether they’re friend or stranger, Firo grunts to the person next to him, “I’m surprised they don’t have us doin’ the lockstep. That still happen in prisons where you’re from?”
Not to imply that you look like an expert or anything, buddy, but a guy has to kill time somehow.
[Closed to Eowyn]
There aren't many towering Amazons hanging around Panem, so Eowyn is usually pretty easy to find. Firo's never been more grateful for this fact than he is right now. She sticks right out when the soldiers are let go for their free time, and he makes his way over to her as quickly as he can without prompting suspicious looks from the guards.
When he's nearly at her side, he waves. "Hey." He hesitates, unsure on how to continue. Asking her if she's okay would just be stupid--are any of them okay right now? But he has to say something. "...How're you settlin' in?"
She's tough, he knows. But he also knows that this likely isn't the kind of place someone like her would be used to. Hell, he isn't even used to it.
[ooc: If you’d like a more tailored/specific prompt, just message me or go ahead and make something up!]

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He shrugs. “So I guess you’re not in asshole. In that way.”
Firo tries to avoid being too optimistic.
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"Guess not," Jeremy shrugs his response, and finishing what's left of his plate doesn't sound at all appealing anymore, so he pushes it further away on the table. "There really is a benefit to being alone all the time."
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He thinks of Ennis, Czes, Maiza, the other capos, everyone who's relying on him back home. They're high and dry now; the best he can hope is that he's so useless that the lack of him doesn't harm them at all. He slouches. "...But I guess you might be on the right track with that."
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"At least I've got nothing holding me back," he adds with a shrug. "Better than pining for a place I can't get back to."
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But he turns back to his food since the guy seems set on leaving. Firo's just going to stab at what remains on his tray with a petulant vengeance.
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He doesn't say anything more than that, taking his leave and letting the other man do as he pleases. It's up to him if he wants to confront Jeremy about anything, or just sit there and sulk about it. No skin off his back.
[ ooc; think that about wraps this thread up? ]