[PARTY POST]

[itwasrhetorical]

Who: Glinda Upland and OPEN
What: A support group for people who've lost their powers in the Capitol.
Where: A suitably swankified meeting room in the capitol.
When: Sunday afternoon/evening.
Warnings/Notes: It's a support group intended for those who've lost their powers but there's nothing to say that other characters wouldn't hear about it and want to come along. Glinda wouldn't have anyone removed that wasn't invited. Feel free to use this as a party post and talk to other power nerfed characters.

The invitation had been sent to the Capitol escorts with the intention of them passing it on to the correct people in their groups of tributes. It was clearly intended for people who'd had their powers taken by the Capitol with no way of using them, though a few got given to those that shouldn't have received them.
 

 

The meeting place was tastefully but sparingly decorated with lots of comfortable chairs for sitting and tucked away corners that would be perfect to discuss matters privately if an individual was shy about their particular power. Every care had been taken to ensure that the tributes would feel at home in the small cosy meeting hall and Glinda would take every care to ensure that she spoke to each and every tribute to welcome them and learn their name. She had been slacking in her self appointed duty of caring for those who needed it most and there were some here that definitely required her attentions.

After everybody had been sufficiently welcomed in and it seemed no more tributes, mentors or escorts were to arise the witch took to the pupil. "My fellow tributes. I can only thank you all for attending as gracefully as I might wish to though it pales in comparison to the gratications I feel toward you all." She pressed a hand to her heart. "I have brought you here as I know I am not the only person within these walls that has had her powers taken from her for her own protection and that of our gracious hosts; the Nation of Panem and President Snow. I am sure each and every one of us understands deep in our hearts the depth of feeling that the nation holds for us as it's tributes. And it's sincere wish to keep us safe when not competing in the arena." A subtle warning to the more foolhardy in the audience.

"But, for once I wish for us to have a unique opportunity that we have brought about ourselves. There is many a person in this room whom you have doubtlessly never spoken with before." She spread her arms. "Let us speak and know each other better. For we should be there to support our fellow tributes who have lost what so many believe to be an essential part of ourselves in the Capitol's rightful strivances to protect both us and it's citizens. I suggest that perhaps we might learn that we are in fact more than what we have had taken. But most of all, I wish that you all might find close friends and good fortune here."

And with that charged little speech she gestured to little crowd of avoxes who began circling with food and drink and all were encouraged to socialise among themselves whilst polite music played in the background.

 

Comments

[gruesome]

"I wouldn't be able to find it from the surface, myself, so I am not surprised. You, are you from a city?"

[hasacondition]

Surface-- yeah, that made sense, given this... guy's structure, low light conditions... He latches onto the scientist part of his brain, instead of trying to wonder if there were things like him scurrying around under New York.

"Originally? If you stretch the definition a lot. But I've been bouncing around the big ones lately. Before coming here, obviously." And then, because it seems polite to ask, even if it might be stupid: "Are you?"

[gruesome]

"No, no. I don't think it would be possible for there to be a grue city, hundreds and hundreds living together. We have tribes, families. Mine is thirty-four, and that's a very large tribe. Climbs-Shaking-Walls," he had to add, slipping into the liquid, almost bird-like sounds of his own tongue, using just the upper mouth.

[hasacondition]

"Huh." Well, that was interesting. In a detached way, this is fascinating, already formulating a hypothesis on the sound of the language, colony structure-- biology was never his focus, but for certain (impossible to ignore, now) reasons, he'd been paying more attention to the way other creatures were built. "I can't say much by way of family, but I was in one of about 4 and a half million."

Wait, New York probably counted, didn't it?

"Or 8 million, but that was just for a day."

[gruesome]

It might just be plain on Some's face that the concept of millions held no meaning at all for him. Oh, he'd heard it before, even had it explained, but what could ever come in such numbers? Sand, maybe. Maybe.

"How could you even stand it?"

[hasacondition]

There was a reason he always picked big cities-- one beyond the ease of finding patients, which was a given-- and the size was the factor. He was so much safer with crowds to hide in, and a particularly huge incentive to keep himself under control.

"I preferred it. There's just... something about being one in the crowd, I guess." It's the best way he has to put it without going into too much, scratching his nose and glancing around as if assessing the people in this room (not enough, but then again, there wasn't really any hiding here, was there?). "But I bet something like this is hard to get used to."

[gruesome]

"I've had enough time. I lived in one other human city before here - Bete Noire. Not on Earth," he added, with a shrug. "It kidnapped me first, then this place took me from there."

[hasacondition]

He was about to say he hadn't heard of that one, either-- but then came the explanation, and he frowned. "You left Earth and came back?" he asked, because he was pretty confident this place was supposed to be Earth-- a messed up one, of course, but still.

[gruesome]

"So they tell me. But I had to be told what planets are, so I am not-" His hands cupped an invisible sphere as he sought words. "I am not certain that what I think of in my head as a universe is very much like what it actually is."

[hasacondition]

That's interesting. Fascinating, really, there's no reason for what sounds like an underground race to have equivalent scientific development-- he could probably learn a lot of unsolved geographic mysteries from this, if he knew what they were.

"Well, you're talking to the right guy. My job is basically to study how the universe works." In simplistic terms; it sounded better than "I fire lots of radiation at really tiny things," anyway.

[gruesome]

Tipping his head towards Bruce in interest, Some chuckled. "Do you mind if some of the questions are very, very stupid? My people can make poor stone knives, and that is all of our science."

[hasacondition]

"We like to say there are no stupid questions, but I have a few colleagues who'll still gossip about it in private," he said with a grin-- still slightly awkward, but in a way inherent to most people who spend hours straight in a laboratory and weren't sure how much they could talk about their work without boring the other party. "I don't have enough colleagues here who'd be interested, though, so you're pretty safe."

[gruesome]

"Can you tell me what keeps gravity from pulling all of the planets to each other, then? Because if you float two sticks in the water, they will eventually draw together, and isn't that gravity too?"