Cinna

[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?]

[This is Cinna.
This is Cinna reading the network. It's silent as the realization finally dawns on him.
This is Cinna dropping the network device and the sound of his receding footsteps and a shout, barely heard before the door slams shut.]

Rue? Finnick!

[The device remains silent before it times out, only to click on again, much later. This time you can see Cinna, sitting in his living room, deceptively calm.]

Greetings, City. If I may, a moment of your time.

It's come to my attention that a rather peculiar Game is being played today. It's a popular one back home, and I simply can't resist playing along so tell me, should one want to sponsor one of our noble and talented Tributes, who should I talk to?

And if you're interested in sponsoring anyone, I have several suggestions I'd like to make, you won't be sorry.

After all, some bets never change.

[ooc: Back-dated to early this morning, just after Katniss' post. Also, he responses might be strange and vague - he's going into Capitol mode and you just don't scream about rescuing people in public at times like these.]

[The video opens, scanning over a worktable filled with sketches for costumes the likes of which you've never seen before. There's scraps of chemical formulas, papers with measurements, and partially pieced together garments. As Cinna speaks, he'll be showing off his work both completed garments and sketches.]

City, you need help. I've seen your costumes, and your so-called fancier fare and frankly you wouldn't last a week in the more fashionable districts of the Capitol. Luckily, you've been blessed with the arrival of a man that solve all of your problems. The best designer this City or the Capitol has ever seen, and quite the dashing figure on his own - if I do say so myself - the one, the only, the incomparable....

Me. [He beams, mugging for the camera like its a Games interview and taking a pose, perched on the edge of a table.]

And with the looming holiday, now is the best time to make use of my considerable talent and expertise. What's your pleasure, City? [He pulls a few sketches and starts showing them to the camera.] Elaborate and fantastical? A look back to the past? Perhaps even for the children?

Do you hail from a unique culture?

I can and have done it all, my friends, and there's no one in the City that can do it better. [He pulls a piece of fabric and wraps it around his fingers.] I'll make you shine like a star - [He lights a match and the fabric burns... without any damage to the hand it's in!]] - and set you to burn brighter than any flame.

However, as brilliant as I am, my time is finite. [He shakes his fingers and the fabric, unscathed, goes out as he drops it to the floor.] Genius like this has to sleep sometime, you know. So get your orders in early, you really shouldn't miss out on an opportunity like this.

[He leans forward and the public feed goes dark.]

[Private feed to Rosella]

Rosella, I apologize for the delay, but you can't rush genius. [The camera shakes as it turns to reveal three dresses.(ooc: the train on the second dress only brushes the ground and the belt has several bags attached to it.)]

I think the first two will serve you well wandering around. I've made some additional belts and a couple of bags you can look at for your tools and whatever you'd like to carry. [He pulls the goggles off the first dress.] These are rather useful, the material is completely is scratch-resistant and almost completely shatter-proof. The tint adjust to the ambient light as well.

[He places them back on the mannequin, moving to the second, pointing out the features.] The second dress has a number of loops and hooks on the belt for the easy addition and removing of pouches, even weapons if you're so inclined. The gloves are made of a custom fabric that is extremely insulating, but breathes like summer linen. The boots can be remade flat, but I thought the heels might be a nice touch.

As for this last piece, when I met you I couldn't resist making you something a little more... elegant. This soft leather bodice is removable - [He deftly unfastens the covering and sets it aside, revealing a simplek off-the-shoulder silk bodice that flows seamlessly into the gold beaded skirt.] - and not necessary to complete the outfit, but I daresay it's lovely nonetheless.

You're welcome to come get it at your leisure.

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