rival associates [Laurel/Pierre]

An adopted orphan named after him, well he would have never imagined it. There was no thought into it at first, the moment that he had signed up for this whole façade. Too much protest from his wife, there was a moment where he was going to turn away from it all. A simple man like himself, it was so unlikely that he was even going to get shortlisted for the campaign. But obviously his name, his name was the factor that pushed him onto the stage. He never wants to use it; he doesn’t want to win because of his own personal tragedies.

He is contested with another famous name of the District, a Rasoio. He watched their son in the games and has heard of their factory business in the District as well as the rumours for criminal activity. He doesn’t believe such whispers but the fact that Snow commends himself and not the female, it makes him question such things.

Today, his campaign trail is a simple one, handing out the flyers that have been praised by many, even an award according to the design team but he hasn’t seen said award. His face, plastered across a green flyer, award winning? It was suggested to him that his colours be blue but to him, it connotes corruption, especially in political campaigns. Green, he associates it with life and prosperity and well, that his policies mean and if someone out there is reading into colours, he might as well take his aides' advice and agree to the right one.

Surrounded by his so called comrades, the day begins, new faces join him today and he isn’t truly sure who exactly they are. There starting location is near the factories and it isn’t long before flyers are forced into hands.

A familiar looking faces reaches him first and instead offering a flyer, he extends his hands in greeting. ”You are a Rasoio aren’t you, I am sure I have seen you with Caimile and I am assume you are backing your relative?”