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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]

I always knew I was your favorite, ever since you stepped on my foot during my Victory Tour.

perma-video

[advising]

You didn't give me much choice. Those shoes looked too expensive, couldn't let them go without a good scuff. And maybe a limp. Can't let the Capitol see you bounce back at your prime. Gotta give them something to worry about first, sweetheart.

perma-video

[64th]

You're as charming now as you were then.

My escort was furious, by the way. If she could have grounded me she would have.

[advising]

I'm always charming. Good thing she can't do that, and we don't have to listen to them.

I'd have pink hair and lashes up to my forehead if Effie had her way with me. Or maybe just a very fabulous wig.

[64th]

Is that not a wig you're wearing?

[advising]

Unfortunately for you, it's my natural hair. I know, don't weep, it's too glorious to behold. Shield your eyes, sweetheart.

[64th]

Oh, I have to. The way the light reflects off all that grease is blinding.

[advising]

I'm sorry, that is only my winning personality you're seeing. All charm, here.

[64th]

Oh, yes. Your famous winning personality. The camera loves you.

[advising]

You'd be surprised what this winning personality can do. But I'd have to care first, and where you're concerned, well.

[64th]

What?? You love me.

[advising]

Love is a strong word. I'd say, at the absolute maximum, that I mildly endure you.

[64th]

Wow. You've really wounded me. You think you know somebody and then they smash your heart into a thousand pieces.

[advising]

Hm. Is this the part where I'm supposed to cry? Sorry, don't feel a thing.

[64th]

Heartbreaker. [ she pouts. as if that would get her anywhere. ]

[advising]

And you're surprised? [ And in light of her pout, she gets an eyeroll. ]

[64th]

Only that you'd deny our true love. [ sorry Haymitch she doesn't have an off switch. ]

[advising]

So she's egotistic and delusional. I'll make sure I add that to the list.

[ yeah sorry, he doesn't either. ]

[64th]

[ rude! ]

What else is on this list of yours?

[advising]

I hear she has a penchant for expensive things, and severely violent tendencies. Red flags.

[ no, no he's not talking about a certain career victor, nope. ]

[64th]

Hm. Doesn't sound familiar.

Is she beautiful?

[advising]

Unfortunately, no. I think just looking at her has scarred me for life. And that's an accomplishment.

[64th]

[ she scoff. NOT FUNNY ]

What do you know?

[advising]

[ Sorry, just smirkin'. ]

That some faces aren't meant to see the light of day.

[64th]

Well! It takes one to know one.