Who| Eddie and Open
What| Eddie during the last week
Where| Various, see prompt.
When| Ditto.
Warnings/Notes| Drug use, serious angst. Let me know if none of these work for you and you want an in.

( Miles and miles of nether worlds I roam, settle for love you're never far from home )

Who| Initiate and Eddie (Feel free to have your character to have seen this assuming they were around at the time!)
What| Initiate's lost his moirail and possibly his mind. Eddie has a replacement (and a way for this guy not to get dragged off and executed by peacekeepers).
Where| Around (D2 and D5 and other places) and finally at the central commons.
When| Late week 5, after his death in arena.
WARNINGS| Violence? Furniture breaking, really bad mental states, and rampage-y behaviour. Drugs.
Notes!| People are welcome to have had their character witness this scene go down, at any part of it, assuming they were around at the time to see it.

( Eyes redder than the devil is )

Who | Lyle Norg and Eddie Dean
What | Oh grife, why don't the fans have warning klaxons?
Where | Out and about in the Capitol
When | Before the "Thicker Than Blood" plot
Warnings/Notes | Language, further warnings TBD

In Lyle's defense, he'd thought he was used to celebrity culture. He'd been the metaphorical golden boy among his class at the Black Hole, and then he'd been a Legionnaire and had actually been required to give interviews. But he'd handled it pretty well, and continued to handle it throughout his tenure as Legion leader.

He'd just briefly forgotten (no, he hadn't forgotten, he'd deliberately blocked it out for the sake of his own mental well-being) that the sentients in the Capitol were sprocking insane. And then he'd left the Tribute Center without remembering to unforget.

Which was ultimately how he'd ended up pelting through a crowded street, trying his best to lose a pack of teenagers screaming his name -- among other, less savory things.

He glanced behind for a split second, just to see if he was putting some distance between his "luscious butt" and his pursuit, and promptly collided with another pedestrian.

Who| Roland and anyone
What| Hey, tributes, meet some of your newest competition. He's making a fabulous first impression.
Where| District 4 suite and/or anywhere in the Training Center accessible by elevator
When| minutes after Roland's arrival
Warnings/Notes| none so far?

( pre-arrival )

But that is later. In the now he is stretched out on a cold, hard surface, looking at cold, sterile walls and it is so unlike any moment that has ever come after that he just blinks up at the ceiling and thinks nothing at all. Waits for the dizziness to set in, the thirst, his own plea echoing through his mind and the smell of roses.

What happens instead is a pair of strangers who come, who speak, who take him by the arms and usher him into an ele-vaydor that opens into a set of rooms. In a scarred, two-fingered hand he clutches the small machine he's been given, feeling the cold of it bite into his palm and thinking little of the feeling. He stumbles in a circle instead, one shoulder pressing against the wall as he watches the ele-vaydor's doors close. His face is slack, surprised; he's amazed that he remembers what it is at all.

And if he uses it, just because he can? If he steps inside and presses a button or two, wondering vaguely if the doors will open again on somewhere familiar? Should you see this shocked, wasted man wandering around your suite, or the training room, or anywhere that moving coffin of a room can reach, know that he is at perhaps the most vulnerable point of his life, and please do be gentle.

Or don't. Hey, don't let me tell you what to do.

Who| Susannah and OPEN
What| Susannah's got some mechanical legs
Where| all over the Capitol!
When| Oh, starting from yesterday, probably, and going up to the Crowning.
Warnings/Notes| Ian C, Eddie, and Felicity will all have closed threads, but feel free to make your own underneath theirs

( and she knows how to use them )

Who| Barbie and Open
What| Barbie makes his way back to the training center to go back to being a mentor.
Where| All over the training center. Literally each floor.
When| Currently
Warnings/Notes| Feel free to find him/run into him anywhere since he's going to be all over this tower.
( Where doing the right thing sucks a little and not doing it sucks more. )

Who| Susannah and Eddie
What| Susannah needs to see if Eddie's alive with her own eyes.
Where| Eddie's room at the D3 suites
When| Back during the last Arena, after this but before this
Warnings/Notes| Sorry this is backdated so badly, but we're gonna do this anyway. There may be kissing.

The moment Susannah wakes up again in the Capitol she knows exactly what she has to do. She needs to find Eddie, to see if he's alive too, if the magic capitol bullshit technology has given Susannah back her man because she cannot do this if this Eddie is dead for good. She's seen him die too many times for this.

When she reaches the Three suites she's in enough of a state that she can barely pay attention to anything else, not even Cuthbert huddled up on the couch in his blanket. The only thing on her mind is finding her not-husband and making sure he's alive with her very own eyes.

Who| Mentors, stylist, escorts, and anyone else keeping up with tributes in an official aspect.
What| The green room
Where| The tribute training center
When| start of the arena
Warnings/Notes| none inherent, tags thread subjects as needed.

The green room this round has been decorated with the sensibility of what would be, in our era, a turn of the century sitting room. Dark wood paneling, thick rich red velvet furniture, and plush red curtains drawn back over various monitors with heavy gold cords. Although the room is quiet large to contain so many people, it gives the impression of being intimate. The Avoxes, decked out in vaguely militaristic attire, serve food and drink in silver and crystal dishes, gold alcohol catching the light of the stained glass lamps around the room.

In the center of the room is a holographic projection of the arena, highlighting in flickering lights where each tribute is. Panels hidden discretely in the wood paneling can change the view of any of the screens so a mentor or stylist can pull up their own tribute, or one whom they would like to observe.

The projection can easily be shifted, with the flick of a hand, on to the person's own tablet, or even to be projected on one of the sitting tables placed around the room. On their screens other various information can be easily accessed: current odds, gossip, and even communication from potential bidders.

Who| Everyone on the District Tours.
What| The Celebration dinners for all the Districts.
Where| Specified in thread.
When| The second night they are there.
Warnings/Notes| Find your district below. Leave any questions here. And please add any needed warning into your subject line when appropriate.

Who| Eddie and Open
What| Recuperating after a hard night.
Where| The Cave at night, district 3's floor and the common area the next day.
When| Spread from one night to the next morning/afternoon
Warnings/Notes| Feel free to jump in anywhere in the post, from the club to the training. Some non-explicit references to being bid on.

It had been a long night of being arm candy, and he needed a drink.

Luckily, it had just been arm candy duty. He knew it could have been far worse, but after the attack, and everything else going on...yeah, he needed a break. A loud, noise, mind numbing break. As soon as the overly dressed and very overly scented Capitol woman had been escorted home, he sought out the dig closest to her home, ending up at The Cave. It was a little too full of try hard Capitol kids, but it was loud, and after a few drinks, Eddie was busy being mindlessly social, bouncing into people, grabbing any cute girls (or boy) for a quick dance, and generally ignoring everything clinging onto the back of his mind.

As the night wore on, he found his way "home", and into his own stash of morphling. Which made his 10 am wake up call just beautiful. He spent most of what was left at the morning varying between hating the avox who woke him up, and feeling guilty he was being such an ass to some poor avox that had just done exactly what he has asked of them.

But the arena was soon, ans he should really at least pretend he was being a mentor. After grumping around the district 3 suites for whoever he could find there, he set out to find his herd in the rest of the building.