Fourth Dispatch: It's Not What You Think. Voice.

[trinkett]

Dear Fellow Residents of Luceti,

Wouldn't it be entertaining to put on some Games here in Luceti? Not that the Cultural Fair wasn't amusing, or any of the other activities going on here -- but true gladiatorial games. The pitting of one creature against another! Think of the thrill and drama and the release that goes along with that sort of entertainment! And here in Luceti we are ideally suited for a very exciting Games indeed.

Who would you sponsor or volunteer for this entertainment? Or would it all be...

[There is a pause here.]

Pokey-mans? I find human beings MUCH more interesting to watch, personally.

Comments

[Private]

[happyhungergames]

Law. [It is a strong name. Has a nice Capitol-style ring to it. And Effie is nothing if not respectful of the law.] So be it! Hopefully I won't encounter you under your physician function! I'm typically very healthy, you see.

[Private]

[deathsdoctor]

[He hopes not too. She'd be... somebody he'd find difficult to handle as a patient, he thinks.

He nods.]

I do. I imagine you take care to keep yourself well. [Maybe not enough though...] I hope I won't encounter you in the clinic either. At least as a patient, anyway.

[Private]

[onlyeffie]

[Are you kidding she'd be the best patient ever!!!!]

I don't have any healing skills, I fear. But I'll do my best to stay happy and healthy!

[Private]

[deathsdoctor]

[... define best patient ever.]

That's good to hear. It was nice speaking to you, Miss Effie. I've got to get back to the job.

[Paperwork beckons once more.]

[Private]

[trinkett]

It was lovely speaking with you too, Law. Good luck with all of your work!

[You sexy thing, you.]