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Who| Nikola Tesla, open
What| Getting his bearings
Where| around the Capitol
When| daytime
Warnings/Notes| none so far


Nikola has been taking his time settling in to the city. Other than the trip to Dreiberg's, he has spent most of his time exploring the training facility and studying the abilities of his fellow tributes. (He's impressed by quite a few of them.)

Today, though, he has decided to expand his research a little, and he has wandered out to the city proper. He isn't a big shopper, but he browses the major stores, looks for libraries and schools, and eventually makes his way to a small coffee shop, taking a seat at an outdoor table to examine the passersby.

Comments

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"Not all of us."

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"To your disadvantage, then."

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Hyperion pauses, observant, lightly thoughtful. Then his lips stretch.

"You should look at the footage. From the last arena."

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"I'm sure you do just fine on your own most of the time, but anyone who thinks they will never need assistance is just waiting to fail on the day they do."

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"Is that what you're expecting from the experience? Assistance."

As far as Hyperion could tell, the only official assistance came after your body was effectively turned into a temporary corpse.

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"I'm not expecting anything from it. Why should I?"

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"I don't think anyone goes in completely blind to the circumstances."

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"I see. And you equate the two, hm?"