thecapitol | (no subject)

Who| Everyone
What| A chance for the teams to meet, mingle, and, lets be honest, for goodbyes to be said.
Where| The common area.
When| Evening before the attack, about a day after Creuntus' network announcement.
Warnings/Notes| Time is going to be a little ~~more~~ wonky then normal, if you haven't noticed. They will be going out to attack "tomorrow" but that thread will not, likely, be posted tomorrow, to give people time to play in this one, etc.

There is food and drink, plenty of it, but no decoration, and it is clear this "party" is no sort of celebration. There is the small spattering of Peacekeepers still in the Capitol, those not on duty at the edge of the boundary.

A long table at the front has a set up for each team. Everyone has a folder with who is in their team, who is watching their team, a list of the various weapons they will have. On the list is a flame thrower, a handful of small explosives, and an automatic weapon for each team member. There are no weapons laid out for the Tributes to handle, however - those were waiting for them elsewhere, for when the mission truly started. Nor does the folder mention that the weapons all switch off outside of the combat area, but it's also not a secret, or a surprise.

Each folder also includes the rather useless stats and images they have of the creatures-the photos are blurry, the stats mainly stack up to "they are very deadly" and a collection of the various bits of information put forth by other tributes who seem to know more then the Capitol. Last, a detailed map of both the neighborhood, and the tunnels for them to study.

Another table has folders for the intel, with much of the same information. Last, a third table is set up for those that are staying at home. Those folders contain some basic first aid information, and a list with what sort of basic medical supplies and food stuff is in the training center.

Each table set up has an Avox or two to hand out the folders. Creuntus is no where to be seen, and you would be lucky to catch any of her team. She knows where she doesn't want to be. The furniture has been dragged to facilitate the conversation of small to medium sized groups. Say, about the size of a team and their Intel.

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"Oh...that's good." He grumbled wondering if all that information had been in the file that he'd only briefly glanced at. Reading was not his strong suit.

"I don't run very fast." Or really, at all. His weight alone made it difficult, and he didn't have much in the way of cardio.

"Okay I can note that." He nodded, "What are you good at, fighting wise."

Because it was best to have a list of strengths and weaknesses so he could keep them out of situations they weren't equipped for.

A craggy eyebrow was raised, because to Orc he thought it was obvious by now.

"I'm strong. Really strong." He explained in his usual simple way.

"And tough. It's hard to hurt me."

Though from the way he was swaying from his drink one would guess it was not hard to knock him down.

Shion nodded, "Can you use any weapons?" Because mere strength wasn't going to help them it didn't seem, and rock wouldn't withstand acid.

"Um..." He looked at his hands, his thick rock coated fingers specifically.

"I think my fingers are too big for the triggers." He explained holding a hand out for Shion to see.

"I guess I could use like...a lamp post as a club or something."

"You could use an explosive though right?" Guns seemed to be out of it... And he wasn't sure blunt force would kill these creatures.

"Probably yeah." He thought about it and added, "If it's not too complicated." Another pause and he felt it was important to add "I can throw a long way."

Nothing made Orc want to resume drinking then feeling embarrassed by his less then deep thoughts or having to prove he is in fact as stupid as he looks in conversation.

"I don't think it's that complicated, and throwing a long way will be a good thing." He smiled, "You're strong, so I think you will be alright." He hoped, but he didn't want to bring the other boy down.

Orc gave a curt nod.

"We had stuff like this back home. Big bug monsters. This one guy with a whip hand...he couldn't die but we still kept him back...usually." He grumbled. And having a deathwish didn't hurt.

"He couldn't die..." He hoped these aliens could die. He didn't think they had tested that theory since no one had gotten close. "Did you fight them often?"

"Yeah." Well the bugs only the one time but Drake was usually a problem.

"Yeah he just kept coming back. And his whip didn't hurt me as much as other people." He tapped his arm indicating the thick stone coating.

"Well that was lucky I guess...." Though Shion wondered what this boys world was like, that such things existed. "Be careful tomorrow, these aliens might be able to hurt you, we don't know exactly what they are like."

Orc gave a curt nod.

"I thought you guys had cameras everywhere watching us all the time. How come you don't have good pictures of the things?" He wondered and then was privately proud of what he thought to be a very intelligent and engaged sounding question.

"I'm not a citizen..." He blinked, "I don't know what they have, but with all the technology here it is worrying that they haven't gotten a decent image of the creatures."

"Oh...sorry." Orc imagined it was somewhat rude to accuse anyone from another world that they were one of the twisted psychos that ran this place.

"They must be fast." He concluded.

"It's alright..." He fiddled with his hair, he couldn't really blame anyone for thinking him a capitol citizen when his hair was so rediculous. "Yes, very fast, so you have to be careful"

Orc felt awkward and resisted the urge to rub his own hairless head. Before he had transformed he had thigh hair he never bothered to comb. He wondered if it was still under there somewhere.

"I've got more protection then the other guys. I'm not afraid." He lost his healthy sense of fear somewhere between nearly being killed by meat eating worms, and ripping off his last piece of human flesh.

"Good... I mean it's probably normal to be afraid." Shion was terrified and he wasn't even going to be fighting.

"But it's good... that you will be okay..."

Orc could actually feel the anxiety coming off this guy, it wasn't unusual of course. Orc had spent months surrounded by kids who were scared out of their minds. Sometimes scared of him.

"Don't worry about it. Just do what you do...I'll do what I do."

And what Orc did, was destroy things.

Shion nodded, "Alright, well I'll see you tomorrow." He smiled at him again, "I'm sure it will be alright."

He guessed Orc would have more people to talk to, as did Shion; he wanted to meet the rest of the groups he had been given.

Orc gave him a curt nod, though he could feel in his gut things were going to be far from alright. Nothing would ever be right again for some of these tributes.

Nothing would ever be right again for him that was absolutely certain.