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thecapitol2012-06-18 03:28 pm
gamemakers) wrote in thecapitol2012-06-18 03:28 pm
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WHO| Any Victors, and every tribute as they are removed from the arena.
WHAT| The Capitol would like to pick your brain.
WHEN| Each person is approached separately, so you can specify when and where they came from.
WHERE| A government office building
WARNING/NOTES| This is mandatory IC. If for some reason OOC you cannot tag in (hiatus, etc) talk to a mod and we can handwave thing.
Much like the Victors who were currently missing, each victor or tribute was approached by a pair in sleek, all black suits, with friendly smiles, who none the less were quite firm in leading their targets away.
It was, from there, a short trip to a very nondescript looking Capitol building, in cars so heavily tinted it would be hard even for those familiar with the city to know where they ended up. From there they are lead to an elevator, which goes down, deep, and out into a white hall way. The first door slid open to a room, as blank as everything else, where a small, slightly pudgy woman with blood red a-line hair gave a wide smile.
"Please, have a seat!"
WHAT| The Capitol would like to pick your brain.
WHEN| Each person is approached separately, so you can specify when and where they came from.
WHERE| A government office building
WARNING/NOTES| This is mandatory IC. If for some reason OOC you cannot tag in (hiatus, etc) talk to a mod and we can handwave thing.
Much like the Victors who were currently missing, each victor or tribute was approached by a pair in sleek, all black suits, with friendly smiles, who none the less were quite firm in leading their targets away.
It was, from there, a short trip to a very nondescript looking Capitol building, in cars so heavily tinted it would be hard even for those familiar with the city to know where they ended up. From there they are lead to an elevator, which goes down, deep, and out into a white hall way. The first door slid open to a room, as blank as everything else, where a small, slightly pudgy woman with blood red a-line hair gave a wide smile.
"Please, have a seat!"
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And with only one last question to go. Which this all segued nicely into.
"Now, do you understand the price of peace?"
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Ariadne blinked slowly, making it seem as though she was thinking it over. In truth, she didn't have much intention of answering the question one way or another. She wasn't getting anything out of them, and she wouldn't be giving anything back.
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"If you have no more questions, that's all."
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But the last bout gave her nothing except firm proof in that notion that the Capitol wasn't giving any of the Tributes anything they didn't have to. So she steadily pushed herself up from the seat, nodded in acknowledgement, and turned to leave.