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*noticeably brightens up, smiling at you* That sounds wonderful! I'm sure we can find something with one sleeve for you. We can go tomorrow,...
"I... I'm not sure what I'm wearing. I've been so busy with the Capitol tribute, the reapings, the arena... I haven't even thought about what I am...
*leans over and straightens your collar* "Your uniform...? I thought maybe you could wear something... Less formal. A dress, perhaps? You would...
*Tristan presents a beautiful, elegant dress, almost like a traditional ballroom gown. It looks as if it has been woven from silver, with details...
Tristan: *Wraps a rainbow feather boa around you* "Of course, my dear! Oh, you'll just love it! Come along and I'll show you. Oooooooh, I'm so...
Why don't you send sushi to your good FF pal Tash, instead? This belongs in off topic. Please let this die, or at least let me write a oneshot...
Tristan: *Skips around, handing out rainbow feather boas to all of the tributes he passes* "Take one of these, they are the latest thing! You...
"I will hold onto it. I don't want you accidentally hurting yourself, and if someone saw you with it, it certainly wouldn't go down well..."...
"smiles softly at you* "If your execution is ordered, mine probably won't be very far behind it. But if you were ever sentenced to die, I would do...
"I suppose I can understand why it gives you a sense of protection, but surely there is another way...?" *brushes a few strands of hair away from...
*my smile widens and I pull you into a hug* "Thank you. This year is going to be brilliant! I'm sure we will get the arena finished in time, and...
*stands up and retrieves the paper for you, sitting back down next to you and opening it up, being careful not to make any rips* "This... This is...
"Then... Why not combine them? Take a bit from all of your ideas, then add a twist." *picks up a few more pieces of paper and uncrumples them too,...
"Why would you yell at yourself? That wouldn't achieve anything." *looks at your sketch, then picks up some of the pieces of paper on the floor...
"Sure. Who would yell at you? You're the boss when it comes to the arena, nobody has the right to". *exits the room, quickly coming back with two...
I'm a compulsive liar? I love it. You don't need blood and gore to write well.
"Ah, yes. Sorry, I forget sometimes... How is your right arm then?" *I watch your left arm in idle fascination, wondering if it has gotten to the...
*I search around the training building, finally finding the right room. I silently slip inside, softly closing the door behind me and walking...
*walks into a room and turns on the speaker system for the entire building so all of the tributes can hear me* "Tributes! Hopefully you have all...
((*shoves Ali's character into existence*))