drying rain. amethyst interview

Amethyst Starfyre- the name called for some raised brows. Her name had been thrown around the capitol a bit ever since the seventy sixth, with some mixed reviews- a lot of good. A competent woman, she knew how to get the crowd hollering and how to put on a show, and for that reason alone, Sardonyx agreed to the interview. There was a certain stressed air around her after her first games, Teddy Ursa was no capitolite favorite, especially after the loss of one Lux Pelotte, but if there's anything the capitol ate up, 

it was a redemption arc.

So Sardonyx had given her the proper respect, especially as the finale reared around to Beck and Walter. A situation much more different, but still somehow all the same, four and six and Amethyst peering over the edge of a rain forest. Sardonyx might have cancelled the interview had Amethyst not presented the control she needed to. 

Fortunately enough, Sardonyx had no need to worry for her. And it was nice, she had to admit, knowing there'd be some competency in the game making team. Gamemakers who knew how to play a storyline -- not like Glamour or Kyle Riverstone, who could barely keep their hands on the panels and away from their male tributes. She had barely given Amethyst a call before the show, only just to talk the details and was told only not to embarrass her on television. 

Which Sardonyx had definitely been guilty of in the past, mind you. 

All the same, Sardonyx was excited to see her as she took her own presence on the stage. The set was less extravagant than the one in the works for Beck Hailsham's appearance in a few days time, and more of a recycle from the 76th years sets. A backdrop situated to be a roaring waterfall, streaming behind where Sardonyx and Amethyst would sit amidst the mist of it. She herself wore spikes for a crown and drew it back to pineapples, she hadn't expected to follow through with this interview but, 

"Well," she was excited nonetheless, "hello there everybody!" 

The crowd cheered something familiar and she made her way across the stage like a statue on wheels. "Waterfalls! Don't you just love that," she nearly cheered back, a man wore a paper sailboat in his hair on the front row and she took notes to steal that idea. "I don't know about you all, but I can't get enough of these tropics!" 

And of course, the crowd screamed at it, that's the whole reason they're here. Sardonyx fed into the hype and let herself grin, "now, as you know here on The Roost it's our main priority to reveal everything there is to know about the past, present and future- all you eager minds listen up now," she pointed to the crowd with a wink. "Tonight, we thought hey!-" the audience echoes it with their own hey!

"The people want to know, the people want the inside scoop, am I right!?" And she would be correct, of course. 

"And what better way, than by bringing in one of the burning starlet brains of our generation, the mind behind the tropics, our rainforest eyes-" with every title and nickname, the audience grows ever more hungry for information. Thirsty for Beck-brand pineapple juice, at this point. 

"Amethyst Starfyre!"