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thecapitol2013-11-24 09:24 am
burnedbrighter) wrote in thecapitol2013-11-24 09:24 am
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We'll have you, washed and dried.
Who: Azula and anyone in the Capitol
What: After a "Noble" death in the arena Azula is indulging herself.
Where: The Training Center, The Spa, A restaurant and a bar.
When: Week 6 of the Arena, a day after her death.
Notes: Pill popping, some alcohol, and it's Azula so she'll probably be terrible in one way or another.
It was...an honorable death.
That was what she was spinning it as anyway. The escort was under threat of pain and suffering that she was to ensure that the Capitol citizens understood that Azula's sacrifice had been out of the goodness of her heart.
And because of it, Diana would survive at least another day in the arena. Now alone with all their supplies and the ocean at her back.
And what of her other tributes? Some remained. Azula wasn't surprised to see Shepherd was still putting up a good fight, but it amazed her how Enjolras was still alive.
Well that was the nature of the games wasn't it? All the skill in the world and sometimes it all came down to luck.
Either way she was free of it now, and bitter at the game makers who would dare to put her there. But that bitterness was easier to swallow once she was reunited with her precious Morphling pills.
And so the "Princess" from district five returned to life in the Capitol as if it was all part of the games. She appeared for interviews. She expressed excitement that her tributes were still fighting on.
And she smiled quietly to herself when she saw other tributes still suffering and dieing.
What: After a "Noble" death in the arena Azula is indulging herself.
Where: The Training Center, The Spa, A restaurant and a bar.
When: Week 6 of the Arena, a day after her death.
Notes: Pill popping, some alcohol, and it's Azula so she'll probably be terrible in one way or another.
It was...an honorable death.
That was what she was spinning it as anyway. The escort was under threat of pain and suffering that she was to ensure that the Capitol citizens understood that Azula's sacrifice had been out of the goodness of her heart.
And because of it, Diana would survive at least another day in the arena. Now alone with all their supplies and the ocean at her back.
And what of her other tributes? Some remained. Azula wasn't surprised to see Shepherd was still putting up a good fight, but it amazed her how Enjolras was still alive.
Well that was the nature of the games wasn't it? All the skill in the world and sometimes it all came down to luck.
Either way she was free of it now, and bitter at the game makers who would dare to put her there. But that bitterness was easier to swallow once she was reunited with her precious Morphling pills.
And so the "Princess" from district five returned to life in the Capitol as if it was all part of the games. She appeared for interviews. She expressed excitement that her tributes were still fighting on.
And she smiled quietly to herself when she saw other tributes still suffering and dieing.
The Tribute Center: Common area and bar.
Drink in hand she settled down into a comfortable seat where she could finally ease herself back into work. Not much, just a little. She would scan the news first on a data pad while The Games played on a screen not far away. Occasionally she would sip her drink or nibble on a fruit and cream covered cracker from a tray of sweets sitting at the low table in front of her.
Surely it wasn't personal...sending her into the arena like that. After all if they really wanted her to leave there wouldn't need to be such a show. Surely they just wanted to make things entertaining for the crowd.
Or perhaps they simply wanted to ensure she knew her place. An unnecessary threat to make sure she would play her part from here on.
These thoughts and more drifted through her Morphling and wine laced mind as she wound down for the night.