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thecapitol2013-07-04 12:12 am
watchher) wrote in thecapitol2013-07-04 12:12 am
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[closed to D1 and backdated]
Who| Giles and District One tributes.
What| A very backdated intro! A chance for Giles to meet his tributes before they go into the arena.
Where| District One suites.
When| The day before the arena, during lockdown, before the execution (or after, if you prefer!)
Warnings/Notes| N/A.
District One has no shortage of victors; it has no shortage of willing mentors, as a result. So it's no particular surprise that Giles hasn't met the new Tributes, hasn't yet been brought on for this endless season. They might've glimpsed him on television or in tabloids, the name Ripper and an acoustic guitar-- but he's not to be found around the Training Center. Not until the day of the bombing, and everyone herded onto their proper floors.
Just his luck, naturally. To arrive the same day that swarms of Peacekeepers do.
Giles keeps mostly to himself, or means to, but curiosity and concern drive him forward. He winds up in the common area, to face his new Tributes: to see that they're all present, as safe and sane as can be expected. To make the necessary introductions, begin seeking out the flaws to bury and strengths to play up. A mentor's job requires observation, strategy, to a degree not often appreciated -- and this, he knows, is not District One's usual contribution of ready killers. When he first appears in the doorway, he pauses a moment just to take in the jumble of people around the room.
He barely resembles the likes of Cashmere or Gloss; simple clothes, quiet presence, glasses. He could be mistaken for a tribute, if you haven't caught his face on a screen already.
What| A very backdated intro! A chance for Giles to meet his tributes before they go into the arena.
Where| District One suites.
When| The day before the arena, during lockdown, before the execution (or after, if you prefer!)
Warnings/Notes| N/A.
District One has no shortage of victors; it has no shortage of willing mentors, as a result. So it's no particular surprise that Giles hasn't met the new Tributes, hasn't yet been brought on for this endless season. They might've glimpsed him on television or in tabloids, the name Ripper and an acoustic guitar-- but he's not to be found around the Training Center. Not until the day of the bombing, and everyone herded onto their proper floors.
Just his luck, naturally. To arrive the same day that swarms of Peacekeepers do.
Giles keeps mostly to himself, or means to, but curiosity and concern drive him forward. He winds up in the common area, to face his new Tributes: to see that they're all present, as safe and sane as can be expected. To make the necessary introductions, begin seeking out the flaws to bury and strengths to play up. A mentor's job requires observation, strategy, to a degree not often appreciated -- and this, he knows, is not District One's usual contribution of ready killers. When he first appears in the doorway, he pauses a moment just to take in the jumble of people around the room.
He barely resembles the likes of Cashmere or Gloss; simple clothes, quiet presence, glasses. He could be mistaken for a tribute, if you haven't caught his face on a screen already.
oh lord so late so sorry
"So much excitement today, I can' barely stand it," he announces cheerfully, coming up besides Giles. "And now Rupert the Ripper himself, I was thinking we'd never meet."