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starcrossed; (media/kieran) blitz Oct 15, 2018 20:12:47 GMT -5

Post by gamemaker 💀 hades lochlan on Oct 15, 2018 20:12:47 GMT -5

Call it a favor.

Kieran's last trip to the Capitol would be different than all those before it. Several people had asked to stop by for going away parties; he thought most of them probably just wanted an excuse to show off their new clothes to the rest of the Capitol elite. He didn't mind; even if by selfish meaning, it was nice to feel appreciated, and it was nice that his last memories of the Capitol would be good ones. Especially when so many bad ones plagued him, from saying goodbye to his mother time and time again, to watching Eden take her last breaths.

He'd made one promise after arriving in the Capitol; Maverick Miles invited Mace and his family over for dinner, and Kieran had agreed to go.

Media's crush on Kieran was well-known; he found it flattering. Plus, if she were a little older, Paige would've been jealous and it was admittedly amusing to him. He hadn't ever even come close to being unfaithful to her, and she knew that, but she still had a habit of hanging onto his hand a bit more tightly when they were in the presence of someone young and pretty.

He pressed the ringer and took a step back, straightening his tie as the door opened.

"Hey there," he said, half-grinning, "Everyone else is on the way; Quinn is going through a rebellious stage, and today that meant refusing to wear pants."

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starcrossed; (media/kieran) blitz Oct 15, 2018 20:40:51 GMT -5

Post by admin kay on Oct 15, 2018 20:40:51 GMT -5

MEDIA MILES

She'd spent months - months - mourning the news. As she had never been in a relationship before (a pesky detail), this felt like the break-up to end all break-ups. The one perfect person on the planet had somehow mistakenly proposed to the wrong girl, who probably smelled like the district ten cows. Maybe that was okay if it's all you knew, but Kieran Lionel Emberstatt had to know better. Maybe she hadn't been clear enough about her intentions. Maybe her valentine's cards and Christmas songs had been too subtle. Maybe -

Her father had stopped there, in the winter between the 79th and 80th. He couldn't stand to see his daughter disappointed, and most especially not by the son of a lower district victor. He'd taken Media on a special Daddy-Daughter skiing trip, just the two of them, and slowly hatched a plan.

A week before the Reaping, he rang the cowboy and invited his family over for dinner. No expense had been spared; special furniture had been brought in, transforming the District One apartment into a lavish gold and ivory wonderland. Some of the best chefs in the Capitol struggled to put a fine dining twist on District Ten staples such as "hamburgers" (whatever that was). Media watched it all hungrily, her craving for something far more interesting than food.

The elevator door rang. Media, in an understated sweater set and skirt that subtly demonstrated her very adult curves, ran. She paused just a second to fix her long red hair - a genetic gift from her mother - and turned on her brightest smile. "You made it!" She squealed. "Come in, come in," she waved him forward, linking her arm through his. "You know, Quinn might be on to something. Pants really are overrated. So, how was your trip to the Capitol? Any drama?"

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starcrossed; (media/kieran) blitz Nov 2, 2018 20:12:32 GMT -5

Post by gamemaker 💀 hades lochlan on Nov 2, 2018 20:12:32 GMT -5

It was true, what they said about red-heads. As Media wove her arm into his, he fought against the chuckle that sat in the back of his throat. Some people, even from a young age, were so comfortable and so sure about the things that they wanted.

He'd been like her, in a way. Perhaps not over the same subjects, but Kieran could recall the times when he didn't even bother asking his mother for spending money. Not when she had so much of it to go around, and not when she left her purse unattended. He liked to think he'd outgrown such behavior, but then he remembered how he had all but forced Mace to help in the reconstruction of his house and, it was enough to make his smile a bit uneasy.

"You know, Quinn might be on to something. Pants really are overrated."

His eyes widened and this time there was no keeping the laughter in. He wondered if Paige was somewhere clutching her chest in pain, or if she had ground her teeth to bits. She did that when she was angry; he hadn't ever mentioned it because it was the only way he could ever tell. Telling her would've just made her stop doing it so that he would remain oblivious just long enough for her to get even more irritated due to him not noticing.

Ah, love.

"So, how was your trip to the Capitol? Any drama?"

He'd stopped to snag a glass of water from a serving tray, took a quick sip before he nodded to his young companion.

"Yes, actually. A bit. I'm sure you know, but this'll probably be the last time I-" he stopped himself, considering his options. Telling Media he probably wouldn't ever return to the Capitol after this would crush her and he wanted to spare the tween's feelings. No use in making things more painful then they had to be, right?

"This'll be the last time I don't book my tickets in advance. I think I lost two years of my life waiting in line at the train station."