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thecapitol2016-06-22 01:42 pm
etcircenses) wrote in thecapitol2016-06-22 01:42 pm
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Truth Or Dare
Who| President Snow and the victor of 76th Hunger Games.
What| The end of Snow. The end of the Games.
Where| The Presidential Mansion
When| Day 8.
Warnings/Notes| Violence, death.
The blast from the facility lights up the Capitol, and in particular, the presidential mansion. It knocks out much of the building and takes down those nearest to it. With the spark, the fire catches quickly. The flag of panem is engulfed, the golden eagle catching to become a phoenix. Thick black and grey smoke winds around the perfect white pillars. White, to red, to ash.
An evacuation is impossible with the war going on. Aircraft can be shot out of the sky. The Mansion, once the most secure building in the Capitol, at its very heart, has become a dangerous prison. A temporary solution has been fled to, guards flanking either side. They stand at the door but are quickly distracted by another smaller explosion from the other side, then gunfire. The rebellion is making its way across the gardens, looking to reach that greenhouse central to it.
Running there won’t go without a shot or too firing and possibly even grazing, but getting into the greenhouse is possible. Being followed in is inevitable, but the greenhouse full up with heavily scented roses, brings a lot of places to hide and potential jump out from. With the guards dealt with or avoided, soon enough, at the end of the greenhouse, sitting and smiling like he knows everything, the President waits.
What| The end of Snow. The end of the Games.
Where| The Presidential Mansion
When| Day 8.
Warnings/Notes| Violence, death.
The blast from the facility lights up the Capitol, and in particular, the presidential mansion. It knocks out much of the building and takes down those nearest to it. With the spark, the fire catches quickly. The flag of panem is engulfed, the golden eagle catching to become a phoenix. Thick black and grey smoke winds around the perfect white pillars. White, to red, to ash.
An evacuation is impossible with the war going on. Aircraft can be shot out of the sky. The Mansion, once the most secure building in the Capitol, at its very heart, has become a dangerous prison. A temporary solution has been fled to, guards flanking either side. They stand at the door but are quickly distracted by another smaller explosion from the other side, then gunfire. The rebellion is making its way across the gardens, looking to reach that greenhouse central to it.
Running there won’t go without a shot or too firing and possibly even grazing, but getting into the greenhouse is possible. Being followed in is inevitable, but the greenhouse full up with heavily scented roses, brings a lot of places to hide and potential jump out from. With the guards dealt with or avoided, soon enough, at the end of the greenhouse, sitting and smiling like he knows everything, the President waits.
no subject
But was he expecting such young company?
Cassandra Marko, age thirteen stands with a fire in her eyes that rivals the flames outside. She's shed her peacekeeper uniform when Pruna had died finally managing to overcome the Capitol's brainwashing and was clad in the sort of plain clothes no proper Capitolite would be seen in, ratty and worn leather jacket, jeans frayed around the edges not tastefully but honestly as she had gone skulking through alleyways and service passages in the buildings.
She takes a moment to appreciate the sight in front of her. President Snow in the flesh. No screens, no projections.
No escape.
"You never answered my last letter."