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Thread: Styling and Prep Area

Name Seph Jax Location The Capitol, District 10 Styling Room Attire Black leather jacket over a white tank top, black work boots, navy baggy jeans. Weapons None Supplies None DateTime September 15th, Afternoon Tagging Ryan, CrowNPC, LunaNPC, Ben, Open It was all really just to much for Seph to handle enough to function. The journey to the Capitol had been one of numb dissociation. Seph did not want this. There were too many people, she thought before even getting to the Capitol. It was upon their arrival that she completely shut down. The Capitol Square was so...filled. There were so many of them. Inside, her heart was aching and she fell back into the moment when she had to leave Coal, her fox, sitting in the front yard of her farm to go to the Peacekeepers who escorted her and the other Tributes out of District 10. Who would feed them when she was gone... and in the likely event that she would not return. While on the journey, no one from District 10 attempted any kind of conversation. They knew better not to, as Seph was notorious for not being receptive to other people. But that was all in the past. Now would be the moment she had been dreading the most. Styling. Escorted to the District 10 Styling room, she stepped inside and furrowed her brow slightly. It was surprisingly empty. She wondered vaguely where everyone else from 10 would be at the moment. When the escorts left, Seph made no movement to venture further into the sterile looking room. It made her miss her home even more. There was no scent of earth here, or trees, or hay, or cows. It was cold, and smelled too...clean.
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Name Ben Russell Location Styling and prep Area Attire work suspenders, Hard hat and hard toe boots. Time Early afternoon Tagging Ryan ,CrowNPC, LunaNPC, Open Ben sat down in the seat and started to relax. His left eyebrow arched as they talked about Crow using nail polish and how Ryan was into girls Now now don't worry you two I don't judge on that, Though I have to say you would think the girl would do the nails and the boy would cut my hair, but you know confuse me even more why don't you. he said laughing a little. When she asked about his life he kind of sighed before she got started with his hair. To be honest with the two of you. I really have no reason to be here, I know I was chosen but I live in a dump. My father is lock away when was young and my mother passed away recently. I don't have any living relatives that I can live with cause I no really good a rules and living with someone else and I have no girlfriend to care for or to go back too. I'm here just to cause an uproar cause I'm poor, never trained, nothing to fight for but to do something... He waited as they did his hair and nails. He never experience something like this before, and wished he could have gotten chosen sooner if this was what they were going to do to him but he knew that this was just for show. Part of him wanted to believe that his life could be this way but reality hit him the more and more he thought about this. You know what I found my reason for being here, I'm going to go and have fun and find who is responsible for holding these games. Cause whoever thinks up stuff like this is one person you got to meet in your life time.
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Name Ryanna Davis, Ryan Location Styling and Prep Area Attire Link DateTime September 15th, Afternoon Tagging CrowNPC, LunaNPC, Ben, Seph, OPEN Ryan laughed at Ben's comment about the hair and nails, Trust me I'm better with hair then nails and well Crow just has a way with getting nails to look perfect he does make up too but you won't be needing any of that my friend you're in good hands with us ,she told him. As Ben told his story Ryan and Crow both listened intently, the kid had a rough life and both of the stylists felt for him mainly Ryan, she always tended to have a soft spot for her tributes struggles because she knew how most of them were treated by the capitol alone forget the peacekeepers and other members in their districts. Hey kid live it up while you can here ok being selected as a tribute has to be the worse thing that can happen in a guy's life ,Crow stated quietly so no one but Ben and Ryan could hear him. He hated the games with a passion and although he put up a front in the face of other capitol residents and the president he despised what they did to the tributes. Ryan leaned down after finishing Ben's hair after he made the comment about wanting to meet the guy who ran the games, He's a fucking slime ball but you'll meet him soon enough, he'll be at dinner and at the parade tomorrow you'll be seeing a lot of him I personally hete the man but don't tell anyone I told you that if anyone found out I'd be dead ,Ryan whispered before turning Ben to face the mirror so he could get a good look at himself. As she turned to walk over to where the cologne was she stopped noticing a young woman standing in the doorway. A smile crossed her face and she made her way over to the girl, she seemed quiet and Ryan definitely got the vibe that she didn't want to be here. Hey there, I'm Ryan and by the smell of livestock and earth on your clothes you must be from District 10, I've been waiting for you, please take a seat while I get the stuff ready for you to take a shower ,Ryan stated giving the young woman a smile. And don't be shy I'm here to help in any way I can. Cinna's good manners and kindness always seemed to show through Ryan at points and Crow always loved that about her. Ryan made her way over to the drawer that contained the soap and shampoos and grabbed everything the young woman would need to get clean and placed it neatly into a shower bag before bringing it over to her. Take your time, make sure to get everything clean for me I have an outfit ready for you it's hanging up in the bathroom, when you're all clean and dressed come back out here and I can get to work ok ,Ryan said, she spoke soft and kept a kind smile on her face the entire time she spoke to the young woman hoping that it would bring the girl out of her shell a little bit.
Thread: Styling and Prep Area

Name Seph Jax Location The Capitol, District 10 Styling Room Attire Black leather jacket over a white tank top, black work boots, navy baggy jeans. Weapons None Supplies None DateTime September 15th, Afternoon Tagging Ryan, CrowNPC, LunaNPC, Ben, Open Seph was content to linger near the closed door way as the three chatted. As it usually did, her eyes wondered around the lengthy styling room with a look of cautious curiosity. The smell of the various styling chemicals like the hair gel, nail polish, and insane variety of soaps hurt her nose, and the high intensity lighting hurt her eyes. She had been standing there a few moments before Ryan finally noted her presence. Seph absently shifted on her feet as she walked up and she looked at her from the side of her vision jaw set, eyes filled with distrust, and posture defensive. This was her usual mannerism, but it had intensified during her short time in the Capitol. Though, Ryan seemed friendly enough. Her smile seemed genuine, and she spoke quietly, which Seph greatly appreciated because so many in this godforsaken place seemed to enough shouting at the top of their lungs. All vying for the attention of people who did not matter. Despite the difference in the District 10 Stylist, Seph still maintained an air of distrust and dislike, and chose not to say anything. It was rare that she did ever anyway. A small hand reached out and took the shower bag gently, careful not to make any contact with the woman's hand as she did so. Then, she offered a small nod before walking off towards the showers. She closed the door, locked it behind herself, then set the shower bag down on a small stool, squinting to examine the outfit that Ryan had mentioned. Though she was quiet, she was certainly attentive.
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Name Ryanna Davis, Ryan Location Styling and Prep Area Attire Link DateTime September 15th, Afternoon Tagging CrowNPC, LunaNPC, Ben, Seph, OPEN When the girl barely looked at Ryan and the way she shied away from her told the stylist that she had a lot more work to do then just hair and makeup. Ryan said nothing to Crow about the young woman figuring he would probably try and talk to her as well eventually. He was very similar to Ryan in many ways and his kindness spoke volumes but sometimes he could be a little too forward. As Crow finished up doing Ben's nails Ryan grabbed a bottle of cologne it had a sweet smell to it but was very masculine. Alright all that's left to do is spritz some of this on you and you're good to go ,Ryan told him before spraying a little on his neck then across his chest, then his wrists. She inhaled deeply to smell the fragrance. Perfect not only do you smell great but you look great as well, dinner should be starting in a few hours both Crow and I will see you there ,Ryan told him with a bright smile before she fixed the collar of his shirt and gave him a friendly pat on the back. After she finished with Ben she made her way over to set everything up to work on the young woman who had just arrived. Ryan could tell she was troubled and distant and she wanted to make the girl as comfortable as possible if she could. The stylist laid out some things for hair and nails like usual and she figured she would let the young woman decide if she wanted make up or not.
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Name Whitley Medary Location District 2- Styling and Prep Area Attire dress , gold gloves and gold sparkly heels. Weapons None Supplies Gold Clutch inside a tube of red lipstick DateTime Sept 15 Afternoon Tagging Luna NPC, OPEN Whitley had enjoyed the train ride, sitting and looking over District one and then the Capitol with all it's screaming and adoring fans as they crowded around the train. She clung to Michelle a bit, though that was short lived when she was shown her own room. A sweet older man came in with a crazy-haired woman, together they laid out a plan of style that appalled the mild girl. Swallowing hard she watched in horror as they pulled her clothes off and proceeded to bathe her. She was scrubbed down then dressed up. Cringing, Whitley fondled the ruffle thing that hung down in front of her. This was before sinking to the floor in the corner of the foyer area near the stylists doors. She would be a laughing stock, not that she was one to dress up for others.. but she did like to look nice. This dress... it was NOT nice. Not even flattering. It looked like her stylist picked the worst dress on purpose. If I wanted to be made into a fool I could have done it myself. No... I'm certain you'd have done a far better job. A voice said with a lilting laugh. Whit's head shot up and her blue eyes lifted over the lady standing before her. A sympathetic look in her eye as Whitley rose to her feet. Oh dear, that is a monstrosity. The woman said with a scowl crossing her lips. Which District are you dove? She asked approaching and lifting the fabric here and there as though trying to get a gauge on the figure beneath it. Two... She said wringing her hands in the gold gloves. Two? Are you kidding me? The woman yanked on her hand, This won't do, not at all. Come with me sweetheart. Whitley followed the woman, well was more dragged by the woman. She was surprisingly strong. The woman pushed open a door and past a woman at a station. Look what I have here.... a prize... a misfit. See what that stylist did to her... poor thing. She shoved the girl in a chair. District two of all things... The woman muttered and began rummaging through things behind her. Her eyes landed on a curious person in front of her. A male with dark flesh covering his frame getting ready to leave, followed by another male. Now Whit had been around men her entire life, but this man, well, he wasn't like any other man she'd ever seen before. I'm Whitley, She spoke softly, her fingers working to pull the gloves off her hands as a soft blush crept along her cheeks. I'm Luna, that is Ryan and the man you are staring at is Crow... and I don't know who these other losers are... well he used to be dirty... Whitley's mouth fell open, she had never heard anyone speak about or to people like this woman.
Thread: Styling and Prep Area

Name Seph Jax Location The Capitol, District 10 Styling Room Attire Black leather jacket over a white tank top, black work boots, navy baggy jeans. Weapons None Supplies None DateTime September 15th, Afternoon Tagging Ryan, CrowNPC, LunaNPC, Ben, Whitley, Open Seph stood in the bathroom there for a long time before she finally pulled off her jacket and left it on the floor beside her boots which she kicked off carefully. A simple tank top and jeans was all she was left in as she walked to the sink and peered reluctantly in the mirror. She never really cared for appearances before. She kept her black hair short because long hair got in the way, and ever bothered with make-up. In fact, if she was presented with a display of the stuff, she would not have been able to distinguish eyeliner from foundation. The harsh white light that seemed terribly popular here in the Capitol made the faint freckle-like blemishes on her skin stand out, and it made her look even more pale than usual. The shadows stood out on her skin subtle definition of her muscles -needed for working on a farm and climbing trees, and the other things she enjoyed doing back home. With a sharp huff, Seph looked away from the mirror, stripped the rest of the way down, and stepped into the shower, carrying the shower bag along with her. She took her time, smelling the various soaps and chose the one that smelled the tamest. Some sort of lavender based soap it smelled like. Much better than the overpoweringly sweet stuff. After that, the shower went by quickly, at least she thought so. Reluctantly, she finally stepped out of the soothingly warm water and dried off before dressing. She was happy to not see a skirt. Not that she really had anything against them, it just made it hard to move. At last, more than a half an hour after going into the shower, she exited the bathroom and lingered once more near the door.
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Name Whitley Medary Location The Capitol District 2- Styling and Prep Area Attire dress , gold gloves and gold sparkly heels. Weapons None Supplies Gold Clutch inside a tube of red lipstick DateTime Sept 15 Afternoon Tagging Seph, Ryan, Crow NPC, Luna NPC, OPEN Her hand was encased in the man's hand for only a moment before all hell broke loose, literally. Whitley Slumped into a chair, trying to hide. The dress was hideous. It looked like something drug out of a horror film. Some of the insults made her laugh, but she covered it well. She had to admit that Luna's hair was a little out there and the way she treated everyone... besides her... was horrible. Biting her lip she watched the other Tribute come out to the mess. Even Whit felt bad and she wasn't even the cause. Luna seemed to ignore the duo as she rummaged through a closet, screaming loudly and yanking a beautiful gown out for all to see. This would be perfect. She pursed her lips and stared at the girl. Whitley smiled, it faltered when the woman looked at her and said. Well let me see what I'm working with... strip. Her blue eyes went wide, she stared at Crow first and then the other women. Here, in front of everyone? She asked, swallowing hard. The woman nodded. Whitley bit her lip and stood. She didn't understand what any of this had to do with being styled. Her hips moved first as she danced a little jig her fingers inching the fabric up slowly. There was a giggle, What are you doing? It was Luna in her obnoxious voice. Stripping... you told me to... As it dawned on Whitley what the stylist assistant had meant, her face turned bright red. God you are so cute! The female stated, before ushering her on and then diving in to help. She was standing in her panties in a matter of moments, her hands clutched her bare breasts. Thank god the other stylist had put her in panties, if she could call them that. Luna circled her, Whit kept her eyes on the ground, fear she'd look up and catch the man looking at her. She didn't think she could handle that. Don't hide, you are beautiful... In this with your hair up and a bit of makeup on I'll make you stunning. She smirked at the girl. Right Ryan? Crow? Whitley looked up now, her eyes flitting across the room to find out the answer, how her curiosity killed her.
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Name Ryanna Davis, Ryan Location Styling and Prep Area Attire Link DateTime September 15th, Afternoon Tagging Crow, LunaNPC, Ben, Seph, Whitley, OPEN Name Darius Crow Location Styling and Prep Area Attire Black skinny jeans, studded belt, black leather boots, black sleeveless shirt, Long sleeve fishnet overshirt DateTime September 15th, Afternoon Tagging Ryan, LunaNPC, Whitley, Seph Ryan could feel Seph tense up as she touched her. The stylist leaned down so that she could look directly into the girls eyes, Relax kiddo, I know this is a lot to take in and I'm so sorry all this is happening to you but I want you to know you can trust me ,Ryan whispered so that only Seph could hear her. There was honesty in her voice and she hoped the young woman could see she was being genuine and not just trying to talk her up because she liked the sound of her voice. When Luna held up the dress to show and asked Ryan and Crow for their opinions Ryan turned her attention briefly and gave a quick nod before returning her attention back to the young woman before her. Alright I'm gonna give you a trim then style your hair up, I promise I won't do anything that's gonna make you look like Luna over there ,Ryan tried to joke in hopes to get the girl to open up a bit more. Before Ryan began she stood up and made her way behind the chair Seph was sitting in and turned it so it was facing the mirror. So do you have a voice to match that pretty face? ,the stylist asked as she stepped on a lever to raise the chair a bit. Her words were still quiet so that only Seph could hear her. Tell me a bit about yourself, don't pay attention to anyone else in the room hon it's just me and you right now. You tell me about yourself and I'll tell you a little bit about me, sound good? ,Ryan continued before flashing a smile that showed in the reflection of the mirror. As she began to trim Seph's hair she kept reassuring her to relax, she knew Seph was uncomfortable and she hated making people uncomfortable. Crow looked to the dress and smiled, That would look fabulous on her, Luna actually picked something good for once ,he stated before making his way over to Whitley. Don't worry I'm not some creeper who's gonna stare at your body even if you have a cute little figure ,Crow began as he snatched the dress from Luna's hands and held it against Whitley to get an idea of how it would look. He could tell the girl was nervous and probably embarrassed as all hell and he could kick Luna for making her strip down in a room full of people. Alright darling put it on and I'll find some shoes to go with it ok, then we can do your hair and make up ,Crow told her before giving her a smile.
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Name Seph Jax Location The Capitol, District 10 Styling Room Attire Black leather jacket over a white tank top, black work boots, navy baggy jeans. Weapons None Supplies None DateTime September 15th, Afternoon Tagging Ryan, CrowNPC, LunaNPC, Ben, Open Seph made good work of not looking over at the chaos to their side. That screech cotton-candy-haired woman was making a migraine form just behind her eyes, and that really only made her more edgy. But Ryan was nice enough. Seph finally shifted her eyes and glanced at those of the Stylist's for the briefest of moments before she looked back in a different direction, but her peripheral caught the movement of the woman as she moved behind the chair and it to the mirror. A brief smile -brief as in... if you blinked you missed it- crossed her face at the mention of Luna's hair and she glanced over at her. A mistake because she caught a good eyeful of the stripping girl. Her brow perked up on her forehead and then she shook her head just a bit before glancing away. These people.... were crazy. The deal that Ryan was trying to make was one that did not fully catch her interest. It was expected to talk. To make conversation. A kind of expectation that made little sense to her, as it was in her reasoning that words only ever needed to be used if it was important. But, she finally did reply, I have a voice. I just don't... use it very much. It was a voice that was low, but feminine enough, with just a hint of a rasp. It was possible that that was because she really did not use her voice that often. Seph was not relaxed, but she was not unreasonably tense, though her fingers did stay cinched tightly around the arms of the chair.
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Name Ryanna Davis, Ryan Location Styling and Prep Area Attire Link DateTime September 15th, Afternoon Tagging Crow, LunaNPC, Ben, Seph, Whitley, OPEN When Seph finally spoke Ryan smiled even if it was a simple sentence it was nice that she at least got that. Her hands continued to work as Ryan focused on evening out Seph's hair a bit. I know how you feel, when I was younger before I met Crow I didn't use my voice much either, I only spoke to one man and he's the guy that taught me everything I know now. When I became a stylist for not only the tributes but the capitol residents as well I was kinda forced to talk, the people in this place can be very....very pushy and annoying, then again most people are ,Ryan began. But not all of us are bad, you just have to know how to read people to know which ones are trouble and which ones aren't that's another thing Cinna taught me. Ryan still spoke softly so that she didn't draw the attention of anyone else in the room towards them, she meant it when she told Seph it was only them talking. So seeing as you have a voice, a very nice one at that, why don't you tell me a bit about yourself, do you have any family or friends, anything special occur in your life that's memorable and I don't mean being selected as tribute that's not something special in my opinion, I think it's fucking horrible ,Ryan admitted as she continued to work she looked over to Luna briefly making sure the woman didn't hear her.
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Name Seph Jax Location The Capitol, District 10 Styling Room Attire Black leather jacket over a white tank top, black work boots, navy baggy jeans. Weapons None Supplies None DateTime September 15th, Afternoon Tagging Ryan, CrowNPC, LunaNPC, Ben, Whitley, Open Seph listened as Ryan chatted away and soon she fell into the soft sound of her voice. It was far nicer than most of the Capitol resident's yapping traps. As she worked on her hair, Seph's fingers eventually relaxed around the arm rest and her shoulders loosened up. It wasn't that bad, really. But still. It was interesting to listen to her story. She remembered hearing about Cinna somewhere. He was a Stylist for the 74th Games, before that whole uproar. Ryan must have picked up on some of his...tendencies. Her suspicions were confirmed when her voice lowered and she spoke ill of the Games. Seph didn't care, she did not want to be here... it was pointless to have people kill each other. For what? Glory? Whatever... Animals never did such a thing. In Seph's world death was not something to aim for, but rather it was a necessity. Yes, only the strong survived, but they killed to eat, to stay alive. Seph thought for a moment and mulled over the woman's question before answering it quietly. I have a mother. And a father... And a fox. She fell silent for a moment before continuing. His name is Coal.