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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[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.]

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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.]