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thecapitol2013-05-18 01:00 pm
hi_there_aliens) wrote in thecapitol2013-05-18 01:00 pm
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Who| Daniel Jackson, Eva, R but OPEN to any others
What| Daniel's headed for an "I told you so" from Eva and finding out R is a "smart" zombie, which makes their interactions in the Arena have some added fridge horror.
Where| The park
When| Shortly meeting Ele (Sometime after his death in the Arena but before the victor's crowning.)
Warnings/Notes| No idea yet, will change if anything comes up
He had barely begun to put a dent in the place, but it already felt much too small. Like he was that rat pacing back and forth within its cage, nosing about at each end hoping each time something had changed. Uneasily, Daniel hurried through the crowd, eyes on the ground as he thought.
For the moment, there wasn't any way out as far as he could see, short of chance or the Gamemaker's wishes or finding a way out through the Districts. Not unless he stumbled on a Stargate and threw his chances to fate. Or found a ship. That was about as unlikely as a Goa'uld turning over a new leaf. Screwed just about covered it.
Daniel kept his eyes away from the buildings, the stalls. He couldn't bring himself to watch the rest of the Games. Which was almost a moot point when the Capitol was fond of keeping it on as many screens as possible. Now citizens could catch almost every minute as they went about their business. Wasn't that considerate?
Even then, he couldn't avoid it completely. There was a flash at the corner of his vision as he entered a park, and Daniel turned to look for a moment. There on the screen was what looked to be a tally, and a face flashed by as one of the deceased. Daniel recognied the blond hair even with a crowd in the way:" Draco Malfoy, the kid that had petitioned to become a citizen. Daniel felt a chill go down to his stomach. He hadn't seen Draco come out of the Arena. He hadn't even known he'd gone in, but apparently the petition was something of a pointless formality.
There had to be somewhere outside of the tower that had some peace and quiet, as Game free as possible.
What| Daniel's headed for an "I told you so" from Eva and finding out R is a "smart" zombie, which makes their interactions in the Arena have some added fridge horror.
Where| The park
When| Shortly meeting Ele (Sometime after his death in the Arena but before the victor's crowning.)
Warnings/Notes| No idea yet, will change if anything comes up
He had barely begun to put a dent in the place, but it already felt much too small. Like he was that rat pacing back and forth within its cage, nosing about at each end hoping each time something had changed. Uneasily, Daniel hurried through the crowd, eyes on the ground as he thought.
For the moment, there wasn't any way out as far as he could see, short of chance or the Gamemaker's wishes or finding a way out through the Districts. Not unless he stumbled on a Stargate and threw his chances to fate. Or found a ship. That was about as unlikely as a Goa'uld turning over a new leaf. Screwed just about covered it.
Daniel kept his eyes away from the buildings, the stalls. He couldn't bring himself to watch the rest of the Games. Which was almost a moot point when the Capitol was fond of keeping it on as many screens as possible. Now citizens could catch almost every minute as they went about their business. Wasn't that considerate?
Even then, he couldn't avoid it completely. There was a flash at the corner of his vision as he entered a park, and Daniel turned to look for a moment. There on the screen was what looked to be a tally, and a face flashed by as one of the deceased. Daniel recognied the blond hair even with a crowd in the way:" Draco Malfoy, the kid that had petitioned to become a citizen. Daniel felt a chill go down to his stomach. He hadn't seen Draco come out of the Arena. He hadn't even known he'd gone in, but apparently the petition was something of a pointless formality.
There had to be somewhere outside of the tower that had some peace and quiet, as Game free as possible.