15th Design [accidental video]

[threadthefire]

[Here's Cinna, standing outside, next to your typical covered wagon. He's in, gasp, common clothing and a big floppy hat which is currently held in his hand as he scratches his head.]

Why won't it move forward?

[He kicks the wheel and the entire wagon leans.]

...That wasn't supposed to happen was it?

[ooc: Cinna is a banker, which means rich, but skill-less. Oops. Good luck fixing that axle, right? Party members include Billy and possibly Rue. Anyone else care to join?]

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[aimandfire.livejournal.com]

[ She's not sure where to start. The clothes? The tilted wagon of impending difficulties? Probably the clothes. Um. ] I'm not an expert, but I'll go with 'no'. [ Also what is up with the City's curse today...Katniss may or may not want to actually know. ]

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[threadthefire.livejournal.com]

Then I'll have to fix it.

...Somehow.

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[aimandfire.livejournal.com]

[ Katniss isn't bad with a hammer but a wagon, well there's a fair chance she'll break it worse than fix it so she pauses, thumb on the device absently, turning it over in her hand. ] Is there...anyone with you who has...who might be better at it? [ That is, she's guessing, just about anyone. A fine design and machination of clothing is not the same as a mode of transport after all, but then, maybe some of the basics (this goes here, not here) can be applied, worst case scenario. ] Or should we get someone?

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[threadthefire.livejournal.com]

I really don't know. I just found a group in St. Louis that I could join up with, I don't know them very well.

[Which was probably a mistake. Crossing the prairie with strangers had sounded like a good idea, but perhaps not.]

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[aimandfire.livejournal.com]

[ . . .ah. One of those curses. The ones where people change...right. Katniss blinks at the device, brow arching before she rolls her eyes. It seems...harmless so far, if a little silly. Then again she might be jumping to conclusions; the City makes it perpetually difficult to tell. ] Oh. Uh....who exactly did you join up with?

[inmyothertights]

[Billy is staring at the wagon]

Wait will it lean like that when we're inside?

[threadthefire.livejournal.com]

[Cinna looks at Billy, then back to the wagon.]

I rather thing it will lean worse. It has to be broken, but how?

[inmyothertights]

[There is some staring]

Maybe I mispacked the water.

[There's a LOT of water back there]

[threadthefire.livejournal.com]

[He kicks the dusty ground a little.]

One of us should go underneath and see if we can see what's wrong.

[He's sorely hoping you volunteer. Cinna doesn't want to get his clothes dirty.]

[inmyothertights]

[Billy looks at the wagon wheel]

What if it collapses?

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[lookjustlike]

Um, is that Billy with you?

[Unaffected Teddy is on a missing boyfriend hunt.]

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[threadthefire.livejournal.com]

Yes, I met up with him in St. Louis and we decided to strike out as part of a team.

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[lookjustlike]

Oh, well that's...good. How's the wagon coming? Maybe you should take today as a rest day. You're supposed to do that sometimes.

[muttered] I don't think he's very good at this game.

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[threadthefire.livejournal.com]

We could I suppose, but we have to keep moving or else we'll be trapped in the mountains come winter time.

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[lookjustlike]

Yes, that would be bad. Just make sure your wagon is really sturdy before you try going anywhere. Please.

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[thenormalsquint]

No, it certainly wasn't.

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[threadthefire.livejournal.com]

Darling! I'm so sorry, but it appears my trip west to make a home for us will be slightly delayed.

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[thenormalsquint]

Well, it looks like it's just your axle. At least one of your oxen hasn't gotten lost with you trying to ford the river. Like one of ours.

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[threadthefire.livejournal.com]

Well... just an axle is bad enough when you don't exactly know how to repair it... or have spares on hand to repair it with.

...but you lost an ox?

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[thenormalsquint]

More like he drowned. He went down like a rock, you see. But we're okay. I convinced a nice man to give us one of his.

[fallenbrownbird.livejournal.com]

[Rue here has wandered away from her own wagon, which is in the same wagon train as Cinna's, but is currently broken down. She's gathering berries and medical plants, before she comes upon Cinna.]

Having trouble?

[threadthefire.livejournal.com]

We're trying to figure out how to fix an axle.

[fallenbrownbird.livejournal.com]

Hm...how did it get broken?

[threadthefire.livejournal.com]

[He scratches his head a little.]

I really have no idea, little bird. Just heard a crack and things started to lean.

[fallenbrownbird.livejournal.com]

Maybe you hit something!

I don't know how to fix it, though...but if you have spare parts, I bet you could replace it...