quietly voicetests before apping @ teleios

[capitoldarling]

Oh, c'mon, don't be afraid.

It's just like being on a stage. You've been on a stage before, haven't you? [ _{well... yeah, but} ] See, you already know what I mean. All you have to do is smile, say your piece, and leave. That's not so bad, right?

[ _{voicetest =/= being on a stage?} ]

I disagree. I think it's exactly the same. Besides, I'm doing most of the work, aren't I? [ _{noticing this tack isn't working, he licks his lips, cocking his head.} ] Let's try this one: it's just like jumping into water. It's going to feel cold until you get used to it, and then it's not so bad.

[ _{well, that makes a little more sense.} ]

And now it's over. What's next?

Comments

[hurtsnoone]

It's all about charming the person. Can't say you're under qualified there.

[capitoldarling]

[ _{a bright Capitol smile! complete with purring Capitol voice.} ]

Exactly. It's always been my strong suit.

[hurtsnoone]

[ Hey, even Cinna has to admit he was attractive. ]

I'm sure the two of you will be fine.

[capitoldarling]

Here's hoping. She's supposed to whisk me away to some city at the edge of Utopia, whatever that means. [ _{it's pretty obvious he's not convinced, even if he is still smiling.} ] But what can I say, I've never really liked traveling.

[hurtsnoone]

How terribly romantic. [ There's a half smile at that. Cinna so rarely lets others know just what he was thinking] Perhaps it will be good for you.

Away from certain eyes.

[capitoldarling]

Isn't it just? [ _{he takes a moment to regard Cinna, cocking his head.} ] Katniss is supposed to be there. Aren't you her stylist? I don't think we ever met.

[hurtsnoone]

I am actually. [ Though it's nice to know Katniss was at least doing well.] We haven't officially met. Though, I do know you by reputation. Your stylist chose...a few interesting choices.

[capitoldarling]

Oh. [ _{a little disappointed shrug.} ] Most people do. I get around, or so I hear. [ _{but back to smiling.} ] Don't they all? Something of a tradition, District 4 and nets. Like 7 and trees.

[hurtsnoone]

Reputations are tricky things. I've always found it better to tell the story you want people to think. [ After all, how else would he come up with the girl on fire?] You showed more skin then I would have put you in but I suppose the effect was the same.

[capitoldarling]

[ _{he has to take another moment to regard Cinna. he knew the guy was different, especially after that stunt with the Mockingjay dress, but he'd never really heard much else. this definitely isn't a Normal Capitol Stylist.} ]

I'd rather my reputation do the talking for me. [ _{mostly because it's easier for him, but he doesn't need to explain himself to this stylist, and he's not sure he'd have to, anyways. a little tongue click-} ] You must not have seen my first Games. That was mostly all body paint. It's like she can't help herself. [ _{a beat, and then a test:} ] Much less making an impact and much more just pandering.

[hurtsnoone]

[ Cinna preferred to be an unknown. He did his job as a stylist. It was how he rebelled in his own little way. Cinna flicked an eyebrow up at those words.] If your reputation was true, I thought the two of us would be in bed by now. The truth is always a much more tricky creature. Don't you think?

[ The stylist just gave a warm smile and a little shrug, rather unaffected by the whole situation.] I'll admit I was'nt too focused on you during those games. I was dealing with my own...issues. [ Cinna just waves his hands at that, his gold eyeshadow dancing in the sunlight.] Pandering is'nt the same as an impact but it got people talking. Body paint has it's uses I suppose.

[never_a_contender]

You know, Finnick, not everyone likes to be on stage.

[He feels for your mun.]

[withbread]

[ A slight, crooked grin curves Peeta's lips at Finnick's speech. ]

I think, perhaps, I could take lessons from you.

[ He's aware he really doesn't need them, but he's complimenting Finnick on quite the persuasive argument there. ]

The real question is, does your mun know how to swim? Jumping into the water is a bit scarier for some of us.

[ Says the boy who doesn't really know how to swim very well. ]

[oftheworld]

Or like jumping off a building.

[geese]

Got them nice and cozy in your back pocket there?

[ finnick doesn't waste time. haymitch ain't mad. ]

[capitoldarling]

[ _{have a sugary-sweet smile.} ]

Never hurts to be prepared.

[capitoldarling]

I've never tried that.

[oftheworld]

Just make sure you have a comfy haystack at the bottom.

[capitoldarling]

I'll teach you how to swim, Peeta. [ _{he manages to make even this sound a little sexual. the smiling probably doesn't help.} ] She can swim. She's a little out of practice, but... [ _{yep the widening smile definitely makes it worse.} ] I'll have no problem whipping her back into shape.

[capitoldarling]

A haystack? That doesn't sound comfy at all. Water would probably hurt less.

[oftheworld]

You'd be surprised. Itchy though.

[capitoldarling]

[ _{bless u Peeta.} ]

It's not about whether or not you like it. It's all whether or not you can do it without anyone realizing you don't.

[capitoldarling]

Sounds that way. I've never really been a fan of [ _{he looks Desmond over slowly and smiles.} ] being itchy.

[oftheworld]

[ _{He quirks an eyebrow, looking at Finnick looking at him.} ] Um... Yeah. But like you said, you get use to it.

[geese]

[ don't play stupid and handsome with him, ohdear. ]

Just can't keep a victor down.