trinkett | First Dispatch. How Utterly Dreadful. Voice.

[Anyone who meets Effie in this post will meet her in full Capitol fashion and makeup. She landed in the shop, you see. A stiff turquoise-blue structured gown, fortunately, landed beside her.

And the wig -- thank the Senate! There were plenty of wigs and there was HER wig, tight and blond and curled and fabulous -- and the new violet wings sprouting from her shoulders were quite irregular but one never drew attention to one's irregularities. If anyone asked, they were Fashion. With any luck everyone who was anyone in the Capitol would be wearing similar ones, soon.

The makeup took a bit longer. Effie finally settled on green because green is one of her Power Colors and it IS almost spring, after all. She drew her lips in a pursed bow to reflect her dissatisfaction with everything.

It had only taken a quick readthrough of the Guide for Effie to grasp somewhat what was going on. It wasn't terribly shocking, but it was highly disappointing. She'd wanted to be in the Capitol for Katniss and Peeta, not transferred to a new post just at the height of a possible professional and personal triumph. Her charges were brilliant! Cinna had shown their fire to everyone. The sensation had been rampant and her promotion near-assured. Effie Trinket's star had been rising in the Capitol, the heart of Panem and civilization.

And then Someone had Bumped her. It was the only explanation for all of this business of waking up in a clothing store in what was obviously a cheap, outlying serfdom of Panem. A lesser woman would have called that Bumping Someone a dirty word, but Effie had dignity and would find other ways to trample that usurper into dust once she got back on her feet and back to the Capitol.]

Attention, Attention:

[Her usual rather chirpy voice is a bit tempered by the fact that she has only recently awakened in a clothing shop in a strange town.]

Would any available Peacekeepers in District Luceti please report to the Clothing Emporium? I repeat: any available Peacekeepers. The Diplomatic Escort for the Tributes requires a full compliment of Security. [Yes: she was still clinging to what she assumed was her now-stripped title and position.]

Thank you.

[[[[IMPORTANT NOTE: While Effie WILL be in full Capitol couture clothing and makeup for this post, some of my icons are simply those of her PB, Elizabeth Banks. I will probably try to MOSTLY use the icons from the Hunger Games movie but just assume she's all made up and dressed to the very weird nines even if you get a plain Elizabeth Banks icon! THANKS.]]]]]

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And you're saying I must choose a side. [This is whispered out the side of her mouth. To any distant observer she is just a woman picking out socks.]

[Max has no such qualms about speaking his mind. Loudly.]

Actually, I'm saying that your side has been chosen for you. Considering you're in here with us, and not out there with them.

You will soon see, Sir Woodville, that I can rise to any occasion.

[Though it seems backward that here the outsiders are the insiders and the insiders are the outsiders. In a manner of speaking.]

Can and will.

Well, enjoy trying to get through the barrier there. There's not exactly any position to rise to in here.

Barrier?

Around the compound. Huge great invisible wall right around. It's a big compound, I'll grant you, but it's still a prison.

OH, if that's all. [Comes the pish-tosh-flavored response.] Everything is better with walls and barriers! Very sensible, if you ask me.

[he gapes for a second.]

Barriers I love. They're great. But did you miss the part where I said 'prison'?

Hmmm? I'm sorry, what did you say? [BRIGHT TONES.]

Apparently too much makeup does adversely affect your IQ. Who would have guessed?

[He smirks back.]

Oh, THIS? I've gone lightly today, now that you mention it. I wanted to start a new spring palette.

[Yes, yes -- change the subject from horror to skin care, Effie. Smooth.]

Well, that bodes well for future generations.

I've always preferred the natural look, myself.

[Wait, what?]

"Natural look?"

Yeah, y'know. Actual skin, actual hair colour that's not out of a bottle.

Unless you're Sidhe in which case all bets are off, but they do have an unfair advantage over us mere humans.

Actual........skin. So you mean like in the districts?!

[The Natural Look is what women in the Capitol tried to distance themselves from at any cost.]

[She says it in the same way that some older folk say 'in the colonies and it makes him grimace.]

I have no idea about 'districts', but yeah. Actual skin. I'm a big fan of actual skin. And scales actually, from one memorable encounter.

[Copenhagen. That had been a good holiday.]

[Just this look.]

She was really hot. Her eyes were the same blue-green as her tail. Hair like sea foam.

[Deliberately missing the point.]

[There's a lot of sputtering at this point.] TAIL?!

[Max smiles blithely at her, as though it were an entirely polite enquiry.]

Mmm, yeah. Mermaid. Lillian. Or at least, that was as close as we could get to something that I could pronounce. Met her on holiday a few years ago.

But how do you...with a tail? HOW?!

Very creatively.

[His smile widens into something entirely lascivious.]

But seriously, I'm not the kind of guy to kiss and tell.

Oh.

[There was disappointment in that "oh." Effie was curious.]

That is mannerly of you.

[Okay, that was not entirely the reaction he was expecting. it takes the wind out of his sails for a moment, before he shakes his head.]

I'm a real gentleman, yeah.

[She doesn't know too many of those, sadly. Cinna was one, maybe.]

I commend you on your gentlemanly standing.

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