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[advising]

[ The feed flickers on, and the camera noisily jostles, the hands holding it trembling faintly, but not out of fear. The man that appears on the screen, ragged as he is, looks as far from fear as he can be. In fact, he's even mildly annoyed, instead, his face sporting a few bruises here and there. ]

Well, isn't this just cozy.

[ A rather unimpressed smirk twists over his lips. ]

Expected where I was going to be a lot less... formal. You know, the ritzy carpet here and the beds. Nice welcoming committee-- screaming ghost children. I think I like that one best. Really... authentic.

[ The styling of this place would make Effie Trinket sob. Even he finds it gaudy. He looks off screen for a moment, as if examining something (an empty flask), the clink of a metal lid being unscrewed, a scoff. As if he didn't both look and sound annoyed enough already. ]

I'm going to need to know a couple of things. One, has anyone gotten together any plans and information to get out of this place, or we all just going to sit and play patty-cake until something goes bump in the night? And two -- a drink. Something strong. I've run out, and I'm going to need another very soon, the way things are here.

[ Not that he would trust many (if any) of them, but better to use them for what they know now if it will help him and his get out of this place. Of course he's probably more concerned than he looks, but there's not a point in letting them see him sweat. Not when there doesn't appear to be any outright danger, but that is most concerning of all, of course. ]

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[64th]

You look like shit. [ just in case he was wondering. ] Try not to die on us. I don't know where we'd put a body.

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[advising]

How sweet of you to be concerned. I'll make sure to drop dead in your little pillow fort, so you'll have to cherish me forever.

[ But really, if she talks any louder and he might actually come find Cashmere and show her just how shitty he looks in person. ]

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[64th]

Spiteful to your last breath. I wouldn't expect anything less from you.

We could make wine from what's at breakfast. It wouldn't be good wine, but - [ she shrugs. he's desperate, right? ] it will be alcohol.

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[advising]

Not spiteful. Caring. You can see how much I value your... particular skills and conversation.

[ ... Did she actually mention wine? Desperation doesn't begin to cover it. ]

Is this the part where I confess my undying love, or should I just go ahead and ask why you didn't mention that little nugget of information before? Wine is wine, sweetheart. I'll take it.

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[64th]

[ she rolls her eyes. particular skills indeed. ]

I do accept declarations of love, but traditionally those are usually accompanied by jewelry. [ she smirks. ] All right. It will take me a few days to have the right supplies.

[hacker]

Hate to break it to you, but we're not exactly graced with an open bar. Should've been more careful rationing what was in your suitcase.

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[advising]

Rationing? It was empty. I'm sure someone has something around here.

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[hacker]

Good luck with that, Mr. Optimism.

[advising]

Optimism? Maybe you're the one with the alcohol. I don't see any optimism here, sweetheart.

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[ingrantitude]

You had alcohol and you didn't share. thanks a lot now I won't share my candy bars.

[He's kidding.]

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[advising]

Unfortunately, it was empty. All that lead up for nothing. I expect a candy bar. I didn't haul you half-dead into your room for nothing.

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[ingrantitude]

...If you're looking for a distraction I'll trade you a game for a candy bar. They gave me a board game in that damn suit case

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[advising]

I got an alcoholic's anonymous manual to while away the hours. What's the game? I'll play, fine.

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[withbread]

I know there are a few people who have some theories. I don't know where those theories are taking them. One of them, Skye, has found evidence that we're being watched.

[ Yeah, it's another arena, Haymitch. Sure, the rules are different but...arena. He's not going to say anything about the drink because he understands why Haymitch needs it and he knows it doesn't actually make him non-functional. Besides, as far as he knows, there isn't any and that's better for all of them. ]

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[advising]

Yeah, I've had a few words with her about it. If we can track the source, then we'll be one step closer.

[ Bless you, Peeta, for not whining about the alcohol. Sometimes, he wonders at all why he backed Katniss and not the ever sensible, thoughtful Peeta. No, really. ] I'm guessing you have your own. [ Oh yes, this is an arena, though the nature of it is difficult to discern. ]

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[withbread]

And we can get out of here. [ Back to whatever hell hole Panem becomes. At least they know that hell hole. Maybe. ]

Cashmere has been getting roses. I think you know who I think has a hand in it. Maybe he's not alone, but I think he's playing a part.

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[advising]

[ Roses. That's alarming, and perhaps one of the first real signs that Snow may be here, may be behind this after all. ]

Then he's surprised us all, hasn't he? Never one for subtlety. [ But the hotel doesn't fit any of the technology the Capitol has, he can't quite figure out how they came to be here, and how they can get out, and that's most worrying of all. ]

We'll need to watch the rooms that change every day -- things like the breakfast room. We may be missing something.

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[starspangled]

Most of us have getting out of here on our minds, but actually figuring out how has been slow going so far.

Where were you expecting to go?

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[advising]

I've noticed.

[ Whoops, sorry, Haymitch is not always user friendly, especially sans alcohol. ]

Well, a sunny beach with several cocktails would have been nice, but I was aiming for an underground city, you know, the secluded and musty type. I guess this is an improvement.

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[starspangled]

We haven't given up. As soon as there's any progress, I'm sure people will share with the class.

[The new Fury.]

Underground? Like bunkers?

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[advising]

Well, you'd hope so. But in case you haven't noticed, some are far less likely to be so friendly and trustworthy than others.

[ Oh, the Panem kids, but he's in the same boat. He'll chat up anyone, he'll play nice and charming for now. ]

Exactly. Very old-world bomb shelter types. A hotel isn't a bad upgrade. [ Well, except for all of the obvious reasons, of course. ]

[pajarita]

There are a few lists, but they're shockingly short. [look how happy she is about this, too.]

If there's anything that you can't find at a breakfast table, let me know. I can use one, too.

[advising]

Who has these lists? Short or not, any intel is good.

[ A shrug. ] I'll let you know, sweetheart. But I'm guessing our pickings will be slim to none.

[pajarita]

To none. Raven'll do, no need for sweetheart if you're not getting me a drink.

[What else? The list.] Anybody who's made them. There's a girl who seems like she knows what she's doing, try her. Name's Skye.

[advising]

Yeah, well, I'd get myself a drink first if there was anything to be had around here. Looks like we're out of luck.

[ But he's holding out hope. Maybe the hotel will be nice. Maybe. ]

Talked to her -- got a bit of information off of her, but it looks like we're all still pretty much in the dark. Not exactly where I like being, either.