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Who: Azula and Open to All
What: People watching and making herself available.
Where: The Training Center Bar
When: Anytime, pick.
warnings: Nothing yet but give it time.

Before the arena, Azula had never drank. Not seriously really.

Sure the occasional glass of bubbly or wine at one of her fathers business parties, but she had always been so focused on her goals of physical and mental perfection that she had dismissed the opportunity to drink enough to be buzzed or tipsy.

Now of course as the little bottle of Morphling in her pocket reminded her, her mind would never be perfect, so what could some alcohol hurt?

Still she was technically working so every drink she purchased she nursed her drink slowly and lingered over every drop. It would not due to have the newly returned mentor getting drunk in public. But staking out a corner booth in the bar where she could watch everyone and keep an eye out for Sponsors, tributes and other mentors was perfectly reasonable. It was for this reason she chose a booth facing the door where she would be very visible.

She really shouldn't be drinking in the first place given her medication needs. But this was one of the few areas where Azula scoffed at the law and did something she knew was bad for her simply for the case of "Because I want to shut up."

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"Exactly." Diana responds, lifting her arms to up stretch, curving her back like a cat.

"You're getting an early start." She points to Azula's drink.

"It's not so early for me." Azula countered with another graceful chuckle.

"I've been up for awhile now. First my own daily exercises, then making my rounds to see if anyone needs me or wants to train while some of the other tributes focus on their inner health."

Diana's lips curl into a smirk and she giggles. Her expression is one of being in a on a joke that no one else is privy too.

"Well, someone's certainly eager." She takes another sip of her drink.

"Actually, I mean it's rather early to be drinking already."

Again Azula smiled at the logical point Diana made.

"Maybe for some. But I enjoy the taste and have a high tolerance. Of course I wouldn't over do it." She winked playfully, "I am a professional after all."

She considered for a moment throwing Indiana under the bus by pointing out he was a classified alcoholic, but what respect she held for him made her stay silent.

"Rich in antioxidants as well."

Diana held up her own glass to Azula in demonstration. "Think I'll stick to vitamin c, thanks."

This mornings ritual of fiercely brushing her teeth until her gums felt sore and tender were still fresh in her mind. The memories of scurvy nearly forcing her to grip at the toothbrush and scrub until her mouth bled from the deep clean.

There was a look of pleasure in Azula's eyes at that, "Good girl. Too many tributes are easily distracted by the sugar and alcohol of the Capitol and forget to balance their diet."

She gestured to the empty seats surrounding her booth inviting Diana to join her for however long she would stay.

Carrying her drink, Diana stood up and made her way over to the booth. Walking with a natural air of confidence. She sits herself on a chair right beside Azula, smiling at her.

"So, how are my district buddies doing?"

"Oh...getting along." Azula remarked with a casual sort of pride. "Honestly with such a wide spread of skills I'm surprised we haven't performed better. But I suppose luck is a factor as well." The most polite way she could come up with to say she was disappointed that they hadn't won yet.

"It will just take some training to round you all out. Give each of you more skills to use when the opportunity arises. Focus your training on your specialties in some places."

"Specialized training, well now I just feel spoilt." Diana rolled her eyes a little and smirked before taking another sip of her drink.

"And how often is that going to happen?"

Azula caught that eye roll and was struck by how much sarcasm she had gotten in the short time she knew this girl.

"Oh well, I'd like to work with you each in turn. Maybe a little bit every day till I find the areas you need to focus on. Those who need more help can get more time. But it all boils down to what you're willing to do. I can't force you to train after all but if you don't want to die again."

Diana was sat, watching Azula talk, amusement dancing in her eyes and playing along her smirking lips.

"Alright, I get it. So, I'll be seeing you everyday?"

"Well we will be living in the same suite so it's reasonable to assume that we will even on days when we aren't training together." She smiled back warm and smooth, almost dripping with confidence.

"Looking forward to it I hope?"

"So we're housemates. Great." She finishes off her drink, smiling over the rim. "Don't leave the seat up." Diana waves her hand for attention and gets someone to refill her glass.

"Of course, why wouldn't I be?"

Azula bit back her first instinct to tell Diana to avoid such low brow humor in upcoming interviews and decided there would be time for that later. Instead she just smiled back in an excited and confident way.

"I'm sure we'll grow very close over time. And someday when you're in the winners circle I can hold my head high with pride for having gotten you there."

Diana pulls her hair of the ponytail it was tied up into. "Wow, you have some high hopes there, don't you?"

Smirking, she shakes the dark locks out, long waves tumbling over her shoulders, running her hand through. "You do know I'm not much of a fighter, right?"

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Azula's smirk never faltered though she watched the seemingly casual action of Diana running her fingers through her hair. It was so simple yet it could be a powerful eye catching motion to the right people.

"You can be better. I can make you better." She promised and after a moment "Unless you like having a new horrible death every month or so?

"Well, it's only happened once so far." She gives her hair one last tussle before spreading her arms out across the back of chair behind her and leaning back, talking to the ceiling. "But yeh, I'd like to avoid it."

Azula's smile had a flicker of pride in it, only slightly more then usual.

"Then listen to me, do as I say and you will improve until you no longer will have to worry about losing in the arena. Your superiority will shine through."

A smile pulls at Diana's lip and a small chuckle shakes her shoulders.

"You sound like someone I know."

That bought her a raised eyebrow, "Oh really? Someone worthy of respect I hope?" She could only imagine who in this girls life would want to hone her like a razor.

"They'd like to think that, yeah..." She pulls her head back up and shrugs. "But don't worry about it. That person's old news. And you're all new~"

She chuckled politely.

"As if I would be concerned about it. I am not only new but I assure you, better. And right now I'm your best hope for surviving the Arena and never having to go back."

That sly smirk is back on her lips. "I'll be sure to stick very, very close then."

"Smart girl." She purred and took another sip of her drink.

" Tell me more about yourself. I want to know everything." She insisted in a no nonsense sort of way. She would do this with all her tributes sooner or later but Diana was here now.

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"Everything about me?" Diana let out a very pretty laugh that highlighted the features of her face in a very attractive way.