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eat { m e } alive | Kaybae Jan 4, 2015 20:02:33 GMT -5

Post by анзие (Anz) on Jan 4, 2015 20:02:33 GMT -5

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Leon Krigel

Stay for as long as you have time

If there is one thing that Leon really doesn't want to do in life that did not involve anything in the arena, this is it.

Why the fuck would you invite me for dinner, anyway? Leon stares up at the tower, his expression flat and his body reluctant to take the step in. The Avox leading him waits where she stands, her eyes downcast, and Leon can't look at her, actually - can't describe the features on her face because he's not once met her eyes. He looks at her now, more willing to than he is to actually walk into the building, and that says a lot.

I wonder if she'll get into trouble if I turned around left. Somehow, he feels like she will - just as he will be in trouble. Stupid Capitolites and their stupid courtesies.

"Let's go in," he says with a sigh, and the Avox leads the way.

The elevator is fancy - fancier than it even needs to be. As they shoot into the sky, Leon leans against the glass wall to stare down at the sinking world beneath them. What kind of game are you playing with me, Glamour?

"I dearly hope you will join me for dinner tonight."

Leon runs a hand through his hair in frustration and- fuck now he has hairspray in his hand. For a long moment he glares down at the offending appendage before exhaling and tugging loose the bowtie around his neck.

He might as well give up any semblance of propriety while he's at it.

The doors open, and Leon stares down the dramatic hallway into Glamour's home.

What games indeed.

the mess we'll become leaves something to talk about

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eat { m e } alive | Kaybae Jan 4, 2015 22:31:29 GMT -5

Post by [earthling] on Jan 4, 2015 22:31:29 GMT -5

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a note from the desk of

gamemaker

Glamour Kinkade

i can hear the echo ringing in my head

He had warning. The elevator feed led directly into his security system, and likely to dozens of others in the building. Glamour embraced the invasion of privacy, flaunting his toned figure every chance he could. If anyone else watched the security videos tonight, they'd know that Glamour had caught himself a very big fish.

He milled next to the fountain in the foyer, plucking black rose after black rose from a bouquet an avox held, then dropping the delicate petals into the running water. As practiced, the avox knocked in such a way just before opening the doors for the victor. Glamour took the second to pose, one foot on the edge of the fountain, forcing his hip forward, the other squarely on the ground. He'd chosen his outfit carefully ~~as ever, of course~~. Skin tight black jeans, polished leather slip ons, and a black vest made from the feathers of vravens. Gold bangles at his wrists and hoops in his ears, and not a stitch else. Why cover up such majesty?

A third avox entered right on queue to present two flutes of champagne. Glamour took his first, the flute itself a crystallized work of art. The second was presented to Leon, and then the avox disappeared behind a false wall. "This way, this way, my darling victor." Glamour made his walk a processional as he led Leon through the art gallery and into the sitting room. It had the best view in the entire suite of the Capitol. The lights of the city glittered, cold and hard as diamonds.

"Sit, sit," he chirped. He knew that Leon hadn't gone mute in the Games - they'd never allow that to happen - yet he has begun to wonder. Glamour took a long draw from his flute before carefully seating himself on the edge of a very uncomfortable white couch, across from Leon. "Cat got your tongue?"

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eat { m e } alive | Kaybae Jan 4, 2015 23:32:29 GMT -5

Post by анзие (Anz) on Jan 4, 2015 23:32:29 GMT -5

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Leon Krigel

Stay for as long as you have time

His apartment was... strange, one of the better few words that Leon can think of to describe it. The Avox leading him in left him in the foyer - or at least he thinks it's supposed to be a foyer. He's never seen a foyer with a fountain or any of the gaudy decorations Glamour has placed in strategic places around the room.

The devil himself was perched with one hand on the edge of the fountain, one hip cocked, and completely under dressed - or maybe it's supposed to be fashion.

What is your game?

(Why is he so hard to read?)

Leon accepts the flute silently from the Avox, who slips off. When Leon looks for her, she's nowhere to be seen. Sneaky. He takes a sip-

-and really shouldn't drink anymore.

(His hands tremble.)

Fucking alcohol.

"This way, this way, my darling victor." The snippy, "I'm not your darling," is on the tip of his tongue, and Leon bites down on the inside of his cheek, trying to stifle his glower.

He follows, nevertheless; through what looked like an art gallery (and Leon pauses to admire some of the pictures, only to catch himself and keep moving) into a room that looked like it must have been a pretty penny to decorate - never mind that the view was picturesque. I want to draw this.

But no, Leon has to try to hide it from Glamour - he can't read the gamemaker, and so the gamemaker should not read him. We have to be equals in this.

The couch is uncomfortable, and Leon perches on the edge, back stiff. The champagne flute is cool on his hand, and he wants so badly to-

"Cat got your tongue?"

Leon isn't strong enough.

"No. There's just nothing to say," he tells Glamour. "Besides, this is your party."

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Last Edit: Jan 4, 2015 23:35:07 GMT -5 by анзие (Anz)

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