the engineering building (RP for any intrested D6)

OOC: Since we're in the Capitol, make your next post there in the Residential Area. I'm going to bring in another one of my Capitol characters soon. He's someone who works at the aristocrat's place.



I shrug. Partially because he was my boss, and partially because he reminded me of my former friend, I climb onto the silver factory edition. And anyways, the faster we get the job done, the sooner we can stroll around the streets, earning curious or disgusted glares from the Capitol residents. Drack and I had no interest in the insane fads of the Capitol, so we technically look more "human" than they did. They were probably shocked to see that a "lowly district resident" like me looked so "clean." And I did in my simple brown long-sleeve shirt, my light shin-long olive green pants, and my blue jacket. My brown eyes were very ordinary, and my silky black hair was up in a simple semi-braid down my back. I was taller than the short, stout Capitol freaks. And, lucky me, I naturally looked young with fair skin, so I was also drawing some envious glares from a few other passersby.
There were fewer people the closer we drew to our destination. The only other person who wasn't in some surgically-altered, hideous visage was an obscenely tall man waiting by the building we were heading towards. His skin was an almost creepy pale white, his hair the whitest shade of blond. Albanism? I wondered. It's uncommon, but it happens. A genetic mutation where your cells lack pigment, causing the skin to be unaturally pale. From where he was standing, it was fairly obvious that he was a worker or whoever sent to wait for us.