22nd Design [voice]

[threadthefire]

[Shortly after midnight, Cinna's voice is something close to a plaintive wail as he finally gets the voice function to work instead of of the video. He is really not having the best weekend.]

I am a Stylist City, I command obscene sums from my clients and back home I am one of the most influential, if not the most influential Stylist in all of Panem!

You can not make all of my clothes disappear! I have a business to run!

[He takes a deep breath.] I realize it's late, but Katniss, Peeta, I'll be staying in the office all day behind closed doors.

No visitors.



[ooc: Since Cinna's entire business is clothing, everything at passione - all clothing, male and female that could fit Cinna has disappeared. Also, anything he tries to alter will disappear from his fingers. Black Bars, today, ladies and gentlemen and he is NOT happy about it.]

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[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

I'm very sorry for your loss.

[Would feel the same way over such a horrible couture tragedy.]

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[threadthefire.livejournal.com]

...are you being serious?

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[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

Who wouldn't be? Silks, velvets, furs, these are not materials to dispose of without thoughtful consideration. To do away with someone else's is cruel.

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[threadthefire.livejournal.com]

Thank you. I'm sorry... I'm just out of sorts today.

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[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

Finery is a lost art in this world but where I'm from, where there are people who feed their families by weaving or tailoring textiles, the art thrives and I am a proud patron.

[Tl;dr "Omg clothes <3"]

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[threadthefire.livejournal.com]

Do I know you? Have you been by the shop?

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[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

I know of you. Do you know of me?

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[threadthefire.livejournal.com]

I don't believe so. But after yesterday and now this, I'm afraid my wits aren't what they're supposed to be.

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[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

Well there's never a regret for introductions.

I am Caspian, the Tenth of That Name, King of Narnia.

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[threadthefire.livejournal.com]

[Oh, what a lovely first impression you make on royalty, Cinna.] It is a pleasure to meet you, Your Highness, although I would have hoped for better circumstances.

I am Cinna, perhaps not-so-humble Stylist of Panem.

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[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

I understand the city can be mischievous itself and if it's the city who has stripped you of your livelihood then it's more than understandable, Cinna of Panem.

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[threadthefire.livejournal.com]

Please, just Cinna is fine. And yes, I imagine the sudden disappearance of anything that I could possibly wear is a trick of the City, if a particularly annoying one. Apparently, it included the removal of anything in my shop that I could possible borrow and while I'm not particularly shy on my own accord... it wouldn't be seemly for me to stumble home in the nude.

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[thenormalsquint]

[She's never heard him speak of himself like that and for Angela, she's not sure if this is a temper of Cinna's she's never seen before or what. They should talk. They need to talk. But even she can see this is a terrible time to bring up anything that happened yesterday.

So for now, all he can hear is some fumbling of the device before the click of a disconnection.]

(Private)

[valentineluke.livejournal.com]

Exactly how much will this setback impact the upcoming show?

[risetwice.livejournal.com]

You're...

Oh.

(Private)

[threadthefire.livejournal.com]

Hopefully everything returns at the end of the curse.

[threadthefire.livejournal.com]

Yes, sorry. And I didn't mean to shout, it's been... a trying weekend.

[risetwice.livejournal.com]

It's all right.

[Pause]

You know, at one point, before I knew you or Portia, it was a real worry. That you would parade us in coal dust or something.

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[threadthefire.livejournal.com]

[Normally, he'd try an re-establish the connection, knowing that the only person who'd back off like that is likely the one person he should be talking to. But he doesn't. Can't. Not yet. Not after hearing her so happy to be married, considering children, two things he can't and won't give her and while it's possible that the happiness was curse-induced, he's worried that it's not. So he can't talk to her right now, not when he is literally and metaphorically stripped down by what he's seen and heard.

All he does is look at the device and sigh before moving on to the next message.]

[threadthefire.livejournal.com]

[There's a wry chuckle.] The other stylists suggested it. As a way to... help the new person in the club, I guess. I, on the other hand, think that was one of the worst disgraces to fashion I'd seen in a long time.

Lacks imagination.

[risetwice.livejournal.com]

We were pretty grateful you didn't.

[iam-thebadpup.livejournal.com]

Guess this ends up bein' a curse that closes the shop? Still little though. Still fighting Daleks and Cybermen too.

You okay?

[threadthefire.livejournal.com]

As am I. I'm much better than that.

[threadthefire.livejournal.com]

[Takes a deep breath because he doesn't want little Rose to hear him any more upset than he already is.]

Not really, there's still some clothing that's available so long as I don't try to alter any of it for me.

[iam-thebadpup.livejournal.com]

[Poor thing if he weren't naked and she were there, she'd hug him. He may end up getting hugs the first day she gets back to work and they both have clothes.]

Stay in and watch movies today then. Somethin' lazy you don't usually do.

[threadthefire.livejournal.com]

I think I'll just work. I have enough in my office to occupy me.

[iam-thebadpup.livejournal.com]

Good luck. See you tomorrow.

[threadthefire.livejournal.com]

You, too, little Rosie.