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[threadthefire]

[There's a crash and a giant paw obscures the view for a moment before it's replaced by a black nose attached to puppy. With devilish doggie delight the device disappears into the puppy's maw as the puppy runs away.]

No! Don't - that's not a... toy thing!

[It's hard to tell from the inside of a dog's mouth, but it sounds like there's running involved.]

Not into the shop - the shoes... Someone catch that dog!

[Suddenly you can see again as the puppy barks, dropping the device and running off, Cinna's neat and immaculately cared for shoes run after it.]



[ooc: Open to anything and everything, even action of you feel like helping Cinna corral his new puppy in the shop. BRING IT.]

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forgive the lateness of this intrusion! took forever to pick a username, she's so new to me ;a;

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[ Katniss is not only confused by everything right now, but she's relieved to see Cinna. Not too long ago, she was running her fingers over his sketchbook, fighting emotions that welled up within her reading the last farewell message he ever gave her. I'm still betting on you. The moment she sees his face, the words begin to echo, resonating over, and over, and over in her mind and she feels, for just a second, as if the wind has been knocked out of her. ]

Cinna!

no probs - i know how that goes

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Katniss?

[He pauses in his puppy-wrangling to look around for the familiar face to go with the familiar voice. Of all the people he worried about, she was always the top of the list. The poor child forced to fight, forced into the spotlight, forced to be the focus of a revolution. He had no idea where or when she came from this time, but he knew he would always be on her side.]

WOW COOL hitting enter on accident made that mess up anyway I'M REALLY EXCITED RIGHT NOW ;A;

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[ Her rapidly paced walk becomes a canter, which becomes a run as she actually sees him. The last she remembers of his face was the battered, bloody mess the Peacekeepers made of it as she was set to her second launch. Cinna, one of the only anchors in friendship she'd secured from the stock of peacocking stylists that she could've had in the Games... Cinna, who she thought certain to be dead, who she knew certain to be dead, standing right here in front of her.

With a dog, no less.

Happy. He seems happy. She's a little confused - okay, more than a little, about her location and his perfectly healthy state of being, but none of that overrides her elation at seeing him and at the moment, given the state of things she last remembers from District 13, her personal reserve has been tossed aside and she's colliding with him, arms open, for a hug.

It's the most relief she's felt in weeks. ]

You're alive! You're alive - but they said -- [ She can't form a proper thought to save her life. She never was one with words. ]

that's okay - happens to everyone! XD

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[He isn't used to hugs from Katniss. That's the first thought that goes through his mind when the girl collides with him. She's too reserved for that, at least she had been before. Now, apparently, things were different.

That worries him. But he's sad to say that it doesn't surprise him. Not with the words that come tumbling from her lips. They said - He doesn't know who they are, but he can make some educated guesses. Apparently his future is a bleak as he imagined when he was first brought here.

But she's here now, and safe, and he has at least a little time to explain, to answer questions if she has them, but for now the basics. He wraps his arms around him, holding her as tightly as she needs him to, this child without a childhood.]

This place is full of strange things, little one. Come, let me take you somewhere quiet and we can talk.

sakbjast i'm kind of ... writing an app ... right now... a little bit...

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[ It doesn't take long for her to realize just how many barriers she has allowed to fall, and after the moment passes and she feels that he is alive and breathing and well enough to encircle her, she pulls back. She's a little more pale than she should be, an unpleasant tone to her skin. It's not the kind of green Octavia radiates; it's a different shade. ]

Wait. [ How are you alive? ] What's happening? Where are we?

yay! i would love to have canon-mates again!

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[He can't imagine what she's been through, the things that must have happened since the last he remembers of home, but he doesn't like the look on her face. Now more than ever he wants to get her somewhere private. He's long past thinking that the Capitol has spies in the City - although on a day like this it's more than possible - but there are some conversations best had in private and he begins to steer her towards the stairs up to his office. He pauses only long enough to motion to a nearby employee to please gather the puppy for him.]

It's a bit of a tale, Katniss, you'll be more comfortable if we go to my office.

:D i'd love to be part of a cast so this works out and since i already have one kid in poly~ C:

[empowers]

Of course. [ How can she be acting so foolish? So much like a helpless little girl in search of some form of comfort no one can give her? She releases him, drawing back, receding into herself more. Once again, she's guarded. She's skeptical of the entire thing; the last she knew, Cinna was dead. Gone forever. And yet...

She stands there awkwardly, not speaking or even so much as glancing at the other people aside for a quick moment's flit of her eyes upwards, just barely capturing their faces like a snapshot. She follows Cinna silently and doesn't speak until they're situated in his office with the door closed. ]

What is this place? [ because it sure feels utopian to her, compared to the cold halls of 13, or the arena, or the charred remains of her home. ]

who are youuuuuuuu?

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[He locks the door behind them, wagering that she'll feel better with it locked.]

This place here? This is my boutique. There's also a cafe and a salon.

[He leads her to a comfortable sofa so she can sit while he goes to the small bar area by his desk to pour her a glass of water. She will probably need it before he's done.]

hermione! who ... i need to be more active with but lj killed my rp drive. just now getting it back!

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All of this belongs to you? [ She's happy for him, because this seems like a life so much better than even one presented to him by the lush Capitol and being the stylist of a victor - even before she watched the Peacekeepers beat him within an inch of his life. ] It's beautiful. But I meant the rest. I've never seen anywhere like it.

ahhhh! well, i won't pressure you, but i'd love to have a katniss again

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I have investors, of course, but I maintain all creative control.

[He keeps the tone light, knowing that any fear or worry on his part would simply add to hers. That is the last thing he wants to do, it is his job to make her as comfortable as possible.]

I dare say you won't see it again. It's a strange place. People are brought here from different worlds, different times. [He adds a little emphasis on the time aspect. It might answer her question as to why he was alive when she apparently knows... differently. She might not be as swift at picking up subtleties as Peeta is, but she's far from ignorant.]