Welcome.

[trustfellows]

Rise and shine. There are a few things that matter right now - the fact that you're waking up in an unfamiliar but decently comfortable bed, the fact that you don't recognize the room you're in, the fact that you seem to have some sort of headache... Nothing severe, mind. Just the sort of odd, heavy fuzziness that comes with having slept far too long. You don't really remember where you were immediately before this, not upon waking. Something will come to you eventually if you think long enough, however - a couple of seconds of consideration will bring to mind a place, a memory, a recollection of where you were and what you were doing. It probably wasn't anything that would result in you being here, though. Welcome to Graceside Preparatory Academy. You may want to pick up the key to your room before you leave the room, but don't worry too much - your door won't lock automatically, so you won't be locked out if you've forgotten to pick it up. It seems you're not alone, either; the hallway outside your room is most likely full of other confused people by now, and should you turn around to look at the door of the room you just left, you'll find a nameplate with your name printed on it. There's a single word underneath it with no explanation. This is your title, but don't worry about that right now. Depending on when you left your room there may be a clock chiming in the foyer up ahead. It seems like it's seven, though it's difficult to tell if it's seven in the morning or seven at night. There aren't any windows, after all. Should you venture into the room with the clock, you'll find that the only exit is closed - there's absolutely no way to break down that steel bulkhead. It looks like you're not getting out of here anytime soon. The foyer also holds some very interesting information. There's a bulletin board with thirty-five pictures on it. Beside each picture is some very specific and very familiar information. Feel free to examine it. The bulletin board is large enough for plenty of you to gather around and gawk. Don't try to get at it though, that glass in front of it is very thick. If you try to break it, you'll find out the hard way that it's shatterproof. Sorry about that. Perhaps even more of a concern than the glass is the list beside the profiles. It looks like a set of rules. You might want to examine those, though they're not providing much of an explanation for why you're here or how you got here. So relax and get to know your fellow Participants. You might be stuck here for awhile.

Comments

[evilfrenzy]

That's a funny thing for you to say, considering you just criticized my tone mere moments ago. [Man what did he even do to you, Katniss.] I am capable of giving my thanks when they are deserved.

[He'll go ahead and check it out though. If Katniss sticks around to see his reaction, she'll hear him chuckle.]

You weren't kidding. This place is absurd.

[What else can he even say to this? Like. What the hell.]

[flagitate]

[ He's got funny hair and dresses and even kind of sounds like he's from the Capitol! ]

You're welcome, I guess.

[ Sure, she'll stick around. Katniss crosses her arms and tilts her head toward him. ]

You're not used to this kind of thing either?

[evilfrenzy]

[He glances back to Katniss once he's done reading.]

Of course not? I don't make a habit of getting abducted with my belongings stolen and then enrolled into murderschool.

[flagitate]

I was talking about the murder thing, but that too.

Maybe someone just trashed your belongings.

[ "your" because haha what does she have ]

[evilfrenzy]

[He was going to ask Katniss if she is familiar with the murder thing, but he's completely taken aback by what she implies next.]

They better not have.

[Apparently these belongings are very important to him.]

[flagitate]

Must be nice, being able to worry about things you might've lost.

[evilfrenzy]

[...

A statement like that reveals a lot, doesn't it? Completely uncalled for, but unapologetically so. This girl has quite the background.

Rideaux meets it with a hard stare at Katniss, dropping the outrage for the moment. He doesn't look shocked or offended. Just...thoughtful. When he responds, his tone is very matter-of-fact.]

It certainly is.

[Whether it's a direct mocking jab back at Katniss is unclear. But he says it like he actually holds stock in this concept.]

[flagitate]

[ She stares right back at him, eyes narrowed the slightest bit. ]

You're not helping yourself out at all.

[evilfrenzy]

Says the one who blatantly and shamelessly attempted to guilt trip me for being concerned over my possessions.

[flagitate]

I did not.

[ ... kinda did. ]

[evilfrenzy]

Please. You absolutely did. But that's fine, I don't really care.

{For...now.]

[flagitate]

Sure sounds like you care.

[ just make this more difficult for yourself, katniss, it's fine. ]

[evilfrenzy]

I care about the items, not your opinion on them.