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Post by Alicia Swather on Aug 2, 2014 23:41:24 GMT -6
Feeling in much better spirits, Alicia unlatched the lock on the door to the District 11 hotel room. She was glad Seth Judkins, Ayla Farrow, and Derrick Voss had taken the initiative to stop by and introduce themselves. This would be a great chance to let loose and really get to know the other tributes. She hoped other tributes would get word of the party and she hoped Tristan Danio would show up soon with that alcohol. Alicia switched the Hunger Games broadcast to a music station. "So I invited Tristan and some other people over too. I figured we could make an event of it. One last hurrah!"
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Post by Derrick Voss on Aug 3, 2014 0:17:11 GMT -6
"Oh hell yea!" Derrick yells, immediately jumping up and dancing with his fist pumping the air and shaking his hips. "That's what I'm talking about!"
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Post by Veronica Braxton on Aug 3, 2014 2:42:07 GMT -6
There was a meager knock at the door, before it slowly opened. "Hellooo!" came a soft voice from the doorway. V walked in with a tray of roasted root vegetables, dark, leafy greens and an assortment of nuts. "Hey guys, I'm... I'm not early am I?"
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Post by Seth Judkins on Aug 3, 2014 11:06:15 GMT -6
Seth was surprised at how quickly this was evolving into a social event. He was hoping for a chance to sit down and seriously discuss strategy, but now that there was food and talk of drinks he supposed that would have to wait.
Seth grabbed a handful of nuts from V's tray and he nearly choked on one of them when Derrick suddenly began to dance in the middle of the room. Seth laughed. He admired everyone's ability to let loose despite the cornucopia being just a few days away.
Seth grabbed Ayla's hand and pulled her up off the couch.
"Come on. Derrick's got the right idea!"
Using his cane for support Seth copied Derrick's hip shaking dance, but clearly had no sense of rhythm or coordination.
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Post by Ayla Farrow on Aug 3, 2014 15:07:19 GMT -6
Ayla was confused- she was really looking forward to tying down a dream team, but this was turning into a party. Did this mean Jorn and Alicia were not interested in their offer?
Seth grabbed her hand to dance, and of course she could not turn him down. She stepped up and began to dance. "What's going on, I thought we were finally getting somewhere?"
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Post by Derrick Voss on Aug 3, 2014 15:28:44 GMT -6
"V!" Derrick called out, throwing his hands in the air. He made his way over to her and gave her a bear hug, spinning around in the process. He then proceeded to try and get her into doing a loose interpretation of a salsa.
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Post by Jorn Oxen on Aug 3, 2014 16:04:49 GMT -6
Ox sees everyone start to dance and smiles, he jumps up off the couch, and grabs both Derrick and V around the wastes and spins them around in a circle. "Yeah! Dancing!"
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Post by Alistair Kingsley on Aug 3, 2014 20:37:53 GMT -6
Al was riding up to the suite when he heard a commotion from the floors upstairs. He had to be that guy and press all the buttons to the upper floors before landing on the source of the noise on District 11's suite. He stepped out to see the other tributes gathered. "Whoa, what'd I miss?"
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Post by Derrick Voss on Aug 3, 2014 21:11:28 GMT -6
Derrick laughed as Ox picked both V and himself up off the ground. So that's what it feels like.
He caught a glimpse of someone else entering the room. He motioned for Ox to set them down. He made his way over to welcome the newcomer. Maybe it's not my place to do the part of a host, but I don't want him to feel unwelcome.
"Welcome! The party just started! Name's Derrick! You got V and Ox over there. The lovely couple dancing together are Ayla and Seth. Then you Alicia. Technically it's her and Ox's room, but welcome all the same!" Derrick smiled and held his hand out for a handshake.
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Post by Ashton McCall on Aug 3, 2014 21:14:21 GMT -6
Ashton stumbled towards the elevators, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. He heard the party going on upstairs and he figured...might as well enjoy these suites since they're all gonna die before the paint dries on the walls behind him. Also if there's alcohol that's a plus. Maybe a double plus. He rode the elevator to the District 11 floor, waiting for the doors to open before putting on his best somewhat-genuine grin. "So is this the floor we're gonna destroy? I'd love to see something fly out a window."
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Post by Alistair Kingsley on Aug 3, 2014 21:16:15 GMT -6
There were so many people it almost made Al uncomfortable but he was able to manage a smile and shake the hand of the guy who had come over and introduced everyone. There were so many people to get to know, he might as well start now. Better than never. "Man, I'm gonna need, like, name tags or something. Nice to meet you, man. I'm Alistair but if you want you can call me Al. Doesn't matter to me," he was even able to manage a smile. "We could hear you all the way down at District 3 and I'm never one to turn down a good party. Maybe something will fall out a window, who knows?"
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Post by Derrick Voss on Aug 3, 2014 21:20:09 GMT -6
Derrick chuckled, "You can always call people 'hey, you' until you get the names down. And who knows, with how much alcohol that's being planned to consume maybe someone will fall out a window."
He grinned as he held out his hand to the newest newcomer, "Hey, there, sleepyhead! I'm sure you'll get the name's down. I don't really feel much like doing the name thing again."
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Post by Alistair Kingsley on Aug 3, 2014 21:24:48 GMT -6
"Sweet. This'll be a nice way t...yeah, I'm looking forward to it. Derrick. Yes. I've got one down. If I can remember that by tomorrow we should be okay." He waved at the others that were in the room, not wanting to appear unfriendly before shaking the hand of the other newcomer. "I'm Alistair...in case that wasn't made clear before. Got a feeling we'll be saying shit like that a lot tonight."
"I'm gonna make myself a drink if anyone wants one. I researched a ton of good drink recipes back in the day when I could have my computer back home." He made his way to where the drinks were, popping open bottles and mixing a drink with perhaps way too much alcohol. But he'd worry about that tomorrow. He held up a bottle and looked around quizzically at the others. "Anyone else?"
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Post by Ashton McCall on Aug 3, 2014 21:28:21 GMT -6
"I heard Derrick and V and Ox, was it?" he shook his hand, "Ox'll be easy to remember at least. So what's going on man?" he asked. He'd seen Derrick during training. As one of the oldest tributes, it was hard not to notice the boy, because he looked stronger and bigger than most. "Alcohol. Where." he looked around, "Because I don't know about you but I've a need. A need for speed and maybe some of whatever that is." he pointed to one of the cups the tributes had.
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Post by Derrick Voss on Aug 3, 2014 21:36:30 GMT -6
"I'll take one!" Derrick called out to Al. He took a cup and downed it in a couple gulps.
"Ahhhhhhh, refreshing. Time for some more dancing!" He went back over and started pumping his fists in the air, did a little pelvic thrusting, and then decided to booty grind on V before going back to doing a basic dance of moving his arms and hips to the beat of the music.
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Post by Ashton McCall on Aug 3, 2014 21:40:52 GMT -6
Ashton raised his hand, grabbing a cup from Al's and downing it the same way Derrick had; he could outdrink this punk. Maybe that's another alpha dog thing to do. "Dude, I think I need to be on your level." he laughed to Derrick, going next to Al to make another drink, nudging the boy. "'s nice of them to give us the good liquor, huh?" he drank it again, "Might screw us all over later, but for right now I'm happy."
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Post by Alistair Kingsley on Aug 3, 2014 21:49:13 GMT -6
Al accepted his role as bartender. He was nothing if not a vat of information. Where he lacked in physical strength and muscle mass, he made up for with information and brainpower. It might not get him as far in the arena, but here's a good start. "Yeah, right on. That seems to be a nice level with a beautiful view," he sang the last words as he made more and set them aside. "Now Ashton, I propose we go and have a dance. Might as well be now rather than....well, never."
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Post by Alicia Swather on Aug 3, 2014 22:03:24 GMT -6
Too busy dancing, Alicia hadn't noticed the newcomers in the room until she saw the alcohol had arrived.
"Oh my god, finally!"
She poured herself a strong drink with a bit of ice and approached Al and Ashton.
"Hey guys! Welcome to Casa de District 11! I'm Alicia or Ali, whatever you prefer. Glad I could finally lure you two to come out of hiding! Should we all get a game going? There's so much to drink and so very little time before doomsday."
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Post by Alistair Kingsley on Aug 3, 2014 22:12:27 GMT -6
Al held out his hand to Alicia and smiled, shaking her hand. "Alistair or Al if you like that. So like, the male version of your name so we'll at least remember each other." The alcohol was getting to him and unlike what his personality usually dictates, he's a happy drunk. But he's also dead honest. That never goes away no matter what state of mind he may find himself in. "I'd be down for a game, yeah. Gotta have some fun before we answer the call of duty or what have you," he answered, taking another large sip from his own drink.
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Post by Seth Judkins on Aug 3, 2014 22:17:55 GMT -6
"What's going on, I thought we were finally getting somewhere?" "I know, me too," Seth said, still awkwardly swaying to the pulsing beat. "But I guess we should make the most of it. Maybe this will be a good test to see if we can get along with everyone before we solidify the alliance. And who knows, maybe we'll make some new friends." Seth didn't notice the alcohol being passed around until someone forced a drink into his hands. He stared at it in bewilderment. Did he have to drink it to fit in? He had never tasted alcohol before. Was there a drinking age in the Capitol? Would he be breaking the law? Maybe it didn't matter anymore. Trying to keep his cool he asked Ayla, "Do you um... drink?"
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Post by Ayla Farrow on Aug 3, 2014 22:25:52 GMT -6
Ayla saw the face of bewilderment on Seth's face. She smiled "you know, you don't have to drink it if you don't want to! I promise I won't judge you. But yeah, I'll have a drink!"
She was enjoying herself. It was nice to spend time with everyone- but she couldn't help herself. Strategy was always on her mind. Time was running short.
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Post by Alicia Swather on Aug 3, 2014 22:31:07 GMT -6
Alicia fetched a deck of cards.
"Alright, let's play some classic blackjack. Anyone else who wants to play, jump in!"
She skillfully shuffled them and dealt cards to herself and Al.
"So Al, what's your stor-" Alicia shook her head and took a drink. "Sorry, had to cut myself off. We don't have time for backstories. Just tell me the worst thing you've ever done. And then see if you can beat... this!"
Alicia revealed her cards. (I used a 2d12 die, anything over 21 is a bust)
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Post by Derrick Voss on Aug 3, 2014 22:32:07 GMT -6
Derrick was feeling a bit buzzed due to how quickly he drank that strong drink Al gave him. He glanced over at Ayla and Seth, still dancing and talking. It didn't take a genius to realize that those two were into each other after being around them for even just a few moments. A wicked grin spread across Derrick's face. He went over to the couple and put his arms around each of them.
"Hey, guys! Want to play a game? It's called seven minutes in heaven. You're up first!" With that Derrick began pushing them towards Ox's room.
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Post by Ayla Farrow on Aug 3, 2014 22:41:29 GMT -6
Ayla had finished her drink, and she was starting to feel buzzed. What had Derrick said?
"Seven minutes in heaven? Haha! What's that?" She was afraid to ask. Going into a room with Seth... Was this a way to discuss strategy privately? She was so naive.
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Post by Seth Judkins on Aug 3, 2014 22:43:17 GMT -6
Derrick shoved Seth and Ayla into Ox's room and shut the door.
"Oh, very cute," Seth said and tried pulling the door back open, but Derrick must've been holding it shut.
Seth turned to look at Ayla and gave an embarrassed laugh. He then looked away and down at the strong drink still in his hand. Maybe this would be the only chance he would have to make a move on Ayla. The arena wouldn't offer many opportunities. He was pretty sure she liked him too.
Seth composed himself. Trying to look as macho as possible, he grabbed Ayla around the waist and looked her in the eye as he took a big gulp from the cup. But Seth immediately started coughing, ruining the moment.
"God! That's disgusting!"
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