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thecapitol2013-06-13 07:34 pm
neclectus) wrote in thecapitol2013-06-13 07:34 pm
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002 - will you walk into my parlor said the spider to the fly
Who| Timaeus and you!
What| Ingratiating yourself. Or not.
Where| It's a choose your own adventure! Three locales inside :D
When| After his network post, before the Crowning ceremony
Warnings/Notes| Timmy's a giant creep of the Nice Guy variety. But you already knew that.
PENTHOUSE:
Timaeus's penthouse is large and lavish as you might imagine. To gain entry you will need to use the intercom outside- unless you are one of his very favourite people and he's given you the code. (His code, of course, changes every time he falls out with a friend.) The interior is decorated in a mishmash of styles, though Timaeus tends to favour extensive use of fine dark woods and marble. He owns several old curiosities and has an ever expanding collection of modern conveniences, gadgets and luxuries for the sake of luxury.
OFFICE:
The office you will have seen before on the network. It is white and spacious, with surprisingly minimalist décor- though this is all thrown off by the various models of Nadir Yachting Company boats, interior representations and the like. To gain access here all you have to do is make an appointment with his secretary or turn up and wait. The offices are within walking distance of the lake shore, where Timaeus's personal sailing yacht is moored.
A WILD TRIBUTE APPEARS:
Timaeus does most of his shopping through proxy, but he can occasionally be found being fitted for new clothes, or sampling the latest technological gadget, fastest car, and so on. While he'll be more responsive to people he already knows, as long as he's approached in the right way it's likely he'll be open to a conversation at least.
What| Ingratiating yourself. Or not.
Where| It's a choose your own adventure! Three locales inside :D
When| After his network post, before the Crowning ceremony
Warnings/Notes| Timmy's a giant creep of the Nice Guy variety. But you already knew that.
PENTHOUSE:
Timaeus's penthouse is large and lavish as you might imagine. To gain entry you will need to use the intercom outside- unless you are one of his very favourite people and he's given you the code. (His code, of course, changes every time he falls out with a friend.) The interior is decorated in a mishmash of styles, though Timaeus tends to favour extensive use of fine dark woods and marble. He owns several old curiosities and has an ever expanding collection of modern conveniences, gadgets and luxuries for the sake of luxury.
OFFICE:
The office you will have seen before on the network. It is white and spacious, with surprisingly minimalist décor- though this is all thrown off by the various models of Nadir Yachting Company boats, interior representations and the like. To gain access here all you have to do is make an appointment with his secretary or turn up and wait. The offices are within walking distance of the lake shore, where Timaeus's personal sailing yacht is moored.
A WILD TRIBUTE APPEARS:
Timaeus does most of his shopping through proxy, but he can occasionally be found being fitted for new clothes, or sampling the latest technological gadget, fastest car, and so on. While he'll be more responsive to people he already knows, as long as he's approached in the right way it's likely he'll be open to a conversation at least.
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"They look amazing," he laughed. "Really, like little sculptures. How lovely. Will you have one with me?"
He selected one adorned with a cherry and gold leaf, picking it out and holding it up to examine it more closely.
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"Well, you know, I do like designing. In my spare time."
Her expression got serious.
"In between working for my Tributes." She flashed her eyes up at Timaeus' face. THIS was why she was here - and impatient as always, she had had enough of the small talk and pussy footing. They both knew why she was there. Right?
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"Mm, that's delicious. Quite delicious," he said, offering her a knowing smile. "But I don't think you're here to discuss baked goods, are you? Lay it out for me, then. What can I do for you?"
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"I want your money. I want you to sponsor at least one of my Tributes, get 'em through the Games. Help 'em win. Come on, Timaeus. Help me out."
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"Which ones are yours, again? Eight? I seem to remember one of the ones I have my eye on is in Eight..."
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She grinned again. "And I always get my way, love. Come on - I've got some good'uns. Who did you have your eye on? Chris? Lovely chap - or Snow ? I hear she can put up a fight. Come on, Timaeus. What's it gonna take?"
She was DESPERATE to go home - and they'd promised her. One winner and she could go home. She sat back in the chair, just as primly as she had to start off with, refusing to break eye contact with Timaeus. Let him look at her as if she were an insect. She didn't give a hoot any more.
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He brought his hand up to make sure she wouldn't interrupt as he finished his thought.
"Ah, no, not quite true. You have the fascinating little lizard man and the self-professed genius too, don't you? So three of yours that I vaguely have my eye on."
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Still, she tried to bluff it out with Timaeus.
"Guess I didn't need the cakes then, if you've already decided to support us."
She winked. "Well, I'm holdin' it to you, love. Get at least one through to the final - Some'd beca good victor, but he has a crap habbit of saving pretty girls. The others are good picks as well. Just - tell your friends, love. I want EVERYONE sponsoring District 8 this time!"
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"Give 'em a chance. They put one toe outta line and they'll have my shoe in their backside."
As charming as ever then.
"Come on, Timmy. An anonymous donation until I can get hold of 'em to explain how it works. Or maybe Jack... if that'd make you more comfortable. Come on, love. I wanna go home so one of these Tributes NEEDS to win!"
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