The shocking and thrilling adventures!

[gamemakers]

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!

Comments

[drpsychosomatic]

"So I've heard, though no-one's bothered to tell me which ones," he said, the smile that had spread over his face in response to hers evening out as her expression changed. He found he really missed that smile, and couldn't help but try and tell her.

"You really are- I must be the latest in a long list of people to tell you this, Effie, but- when you smile- it's beautiful," he said, colour slowly spreading under his skin.

[mannersmatter]

Even under the pale makeup, a blush could be seen spreading over her own cheeks. Although she did hear that often enough, rarely with such sincerity.

"Thank you so much, John. It means a lot, coming from you." She pressed her lips together, trying to contain a much more girlish grin from taking over her face.

"I...uh...the, well...many of the Sponsors, actually are good people, but some...there is a large cultural gaps between them." She was trying, desperately, to get her mind back on track, still glowing from the compliment. "But some...like the Baron, are just sour."

[drpsychosomatic]

John smiled, enjoying watching her try to keep herself composed- it was lovely, knowing that he'd managed to communicate the sentiment effectively, that it hadn't been taken the wrong way. He supposed Effie must be no stranger to compliments, but he rather hoped that not many of them came from people who felt hot as they said the words, people whose pulses jumped just a little as they waited to hear if the feeling they'd just expressed was welcome.
It was hard to concentrate on a subject as strange as sponsors, sour or not, when he was watching Effie suppress a smile, doing her best to smother it.

"People are people, I imagine," he said, simply. "Good ones, bad ones, mistaken ones-- and ones that I really hope will say yes when I ask them to dinner, tomorrow?"

[mannersmatter]

"Well, any Sponsor would of course say-"

She paused, realizing that he was asking her, not about any actual sponsor, and that smile she was trying to keep down just got that much harder too.

"Well, I'm not actually allowed to be a sponsor..." She trailed off, realizing she was going into info mode again. "Id love to. If you meant me."

She suddenly felt 15 again, and wasn't sure how she felt about that.

[drpsychosomatic]

"I did mean you, yes, and not because I'm hoping you'll send me things," he chuckled. "Though I wouldn't say no, obviously. You don't get in trouble for fraternising with enemy district tributes, do you?"

[mannersmatter]

"No." She paused. "I double checked already."

Now would be the worst time to get fired for rule breaking, and it had never been an option she had before considered.

"I would love to."