thecapitol | The shocking and thrilling adventures!

Who| Everyone
What| The Capitols oh so exclusive interviews~!
Where| Primarily the common areas, but the interviews would be on every TV everywhere.
When| This evening, at 6 pm sharp
Notes| Use this post to ICly react to the interviews (if you don't make plans of your own!)

The advertisements hit hard today. Tune in at 6 o'clock, you won't want to miss this special! Everywhere a person could look, it was there, and the city was clearly excited for whatever this mystery event was.

As if that wasn't enough, escorts were encouraging Tributes to be in the commons, and a small feast of finger foods was laid out along one wall, extra avoxes available for drinks.

And, as promised, at 6 pm sharp, all the TVs flickered to the ever flashy Caesar, on an equally flashy tabloid-tastick reality style "interview" of the tributes. All the TVs in the common area light up with it, as well as the Districts suites, even if the TV had been off before.

Hope you all enjoy your dose of fame!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Venus doesn't press it any further for the moment. Put a suggestion out there, float a test balloon, but don't press too hard or you'll seem desperate. Or worse, the plan will become transparent.

"My agent always says never answer an interviewer with yes or no." She sips again at her diet coke, wiggling her hips until she's firmly settled on the couch. A smile crawls across her lips like a salamander from a pond. "I think you definitely made a statement, yeah. I probably could have done better, I didn't say anything that stood out much."

Probably a good idea not to press too hard. Karis needs to adjust. She swirls her glass - something alcoholic, maybe sweet, maybe not .She can't really tell anymore. Then she shrug.

"Hell's bells, I try. Gotta give this people their money's worth, right? Besides, I wanna win. I'm here to kill people, right?"

She laughs again, flashing those sharp, horrible teeth, "Anyone who thinks otherwise is just kidding themselves."

There's a pregnant pause and she adds, "I dunno, for a newbie, I think you made your mark."

"Really? I think it might be boring to win. I mean, what are you going to do, get all dressed up and sit around having to watch everyone else have all the fun? I'd rather die."

She grins back, figuring she's making good headway. "You think? Say, how about a proposal."

She pretends to be looking for microphones and leans in, so she's whispering to Karis' ear. "How about the two of us make it to the top, and then you can kill me? That way both of us get what we want."

"I guess so, but where's the fun in losing?" Karis retorts, sticking her jaw out. She's the picture of zombie defiance for a moment and then she's back to being a bit intrigued. Venus doesn't act like most other breathers around her. Especially with the way she leans in and tries to conspire. She blinks again, eyes narrowing as she leans back to give Venus a long, hard look.

"...and I'm supposed to believe that? What makes you so partial to me all of a sudden?"

"Where's the fun in winning if the prize is so sucky?" She leans back a little, but not enough to totally be back out of Karis' space and shrugs. "I like girl power. I saw some clips of you on the Games and I like drive and attitude. And I like knowing if I'm going to die, it's going to be at the hands of someone who can put on a show."

"Yeah, but I still hate losing," Karis gnashes her teeth together with a little snarl, "I came this close to winnin' last time and I don't wanna be runner up again."

Her lips twitch and she leans forward, following Venus. She'll get into her space instead of the other way around. Her head tilts to one side and she peers at Venus, looking very much like some sort of predatory bird for a moment.

"I could say no and just kill you in the Arena."

Venus doesn't flinch, although inside she twists up a bit at having her space invaded. Not because Karis is dead, but because Venus still hasn't gotten to that first kiss stage with anyone yet. She's just perfectly good at not letting that nervousness produce any physiological reaction.

"Eh. You could try. Gotta say, you're the only other woman in this bunch who has a chance of taking me down, but we still tied when we grappled. Besides, I know I team up well with the Dead."

Karis is still suspicious. She's not a naturally trusting person, after all. Especially not a breather. Even one who seems friendly.

"Whatta you know about the undead?"

This she has to hear.

"My best friend's Dead. Goes by Dead Girl. Not the most original name, but it's pretty descriptive. She saved my life a little bit before I got here when we were beating the crap out of some subconscious mind-sucking alien."

All a day in the life. Venus accents this with a nonchalant sip of her drink, wiggling her toes in their flip flops.

"So anyway, if you're getting thrown off by the fact that I'm not treating you like roadkill like everyone else does, that's just because I'm way, way over judging people by the status of their pulse."

"No shit, huh?" Karis clicks her tongue against the roof of her mouth. It doesn't really sound that pleasant. She grunts and then hisses through her teeth, "First time I've really met a breather who didn't mind the dead."

Karis slumps back against the couch, eyeing Venus. She still looks surly, but Karis always looks surly.

"Maybe I'll give you a shot. Maybe I won't. We'll see."

"No shit. And that sucks, but hey." Venus sprawls a bit on the couch, stretching like a cat. "First time for everything."

A 'maybe' is much better, Venus figures, than Karis usually gives people.

Karis runs her eyes over Venus and then snorts, sinking back into her seat.

"Yeah. We'll see."

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