threadthefire: (unamused dear)
2011-09-11 04:05 am

22nd Design [voice]

[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.]
threadthefire: (psycho crazy)
2011-06-05 01:33 pm

18th Design [video]

[Welcome to the falling and spinning image of Cinna's office and workroom. Finally spinning to a stop on the ground, you're in time to see a dress form fall to the ground. The dress on it is half-done, a few ribbons and scraps of fabric hanging off, which might explain (or not) why the dress is suddenly pounced on by Cinna, who is already covered by a number of ribbons and bits of string. With a hand he starts batting and pulling at the flapping bits of fabric, laughing as they move and unravel. Those who know him will notice that he's rarely seemed so... gleeful. It seems acting like a cat suits him a bit.

In the background, there's another crash and Cinna's head pops up, turning to see a large spool of iridescent thread rolling by, followed by an equally happy and giggling Katniss. She, too, seems to be enjoying herself quite a bit. He watches her for a moment, maybe two, twitching a little before he gets up with a burst of energy to chase after them both.]


Katniss! Share! I want that one, it's shiny! Stop! I want to play with that one!

[They both disappear off-screen and there's another crash, followed by a playful hiss. The sound of two people laughing and wrestling follows, and then the spool rolls back the other way across the camera's view. Another beat and now both Katniss and Cinna scramble over the ground after it, crashing into the dress form and knocking into the camera again, turning it off.]


[ooc: Never leave cats in fabric stores or shops, kids, bad things happen.]
threadthefire: (bitch please)
2011-04-29 02:40 pm

17th Design [voice/video]

To all of those invited to the private tours of passionné today, I have to apologize in advance. You are still more than welcome to come by, but I warn you that everything of value has been covered to protect it from my more recent... acquisitions. And speaking of, does anyone know what this one is?

[The camera clicks on for a moment to show a Resplendant Quetzal perched on his arm.]

I recognize the others, but this one is a mystery to me.

[In the background, you can also see three peacocks. All of them are tethered to Cinna's wrist by fine silver chains.

Suddenly the device is dropped and when it stops bouncing and spinning, you can look up to see Cinna batting at his head.]


That is my ear you buzzing little menace, not a flower!

[Stopping, he sinks back into his office chair and as he reaches for the device on the floor, you can see a tiny pair of hummingbirds, their needle-like beaks poking at Cinna's head, probably wondering where all of their delicious nectar had gotten to. They too are tethered, the chains so thin as to almost be invisible, but they glint in the afternoon light coming in the office.

Rubbing the side of his face, he sighs before he speaks.]


As I said, you can still come, just... advising you of the situation.

[He turns the camera off.]