you'll be alright, no one can hurt you now

[flagitate]

[ After a hell of a trial, Katniss needs to focus her energy into something. So, the afterparty it is. Since she's not good at this kind of stuff, she's had some help. She'll pass out invitations to anyone she passes by, or she'll slip them under the door. ]



[ There is some food set up, but it's very much in sealed containers. Cookies, specifically, along with anything else she could scrounge up. There are very tightly sealed bottles of drinks, too. After that whole thing, she figures it'd be best to tread with caution. She won't blame anyone who brings their own food, of course.

There are fixings for smoothies, just in case someone's feeling it. Katniss has set up a couple of blenders around the game room. There's also some surf 'n' turf food, to honor Mack, too.

There are some decorations--courtesy of the guys, of course, because how the heck do you decorate for anything. ]

Comments

[greenmamabear]

[This guy.

But nah, right now she can't be bothered to be too annoyed with Ferid.]

You sure? The first fight I get in does nothing, the second fight does less than nothing, and now this one gets me stabbed. With that track record, I think your odds are better without me.

[seventhprogenitor]

Well, considering only the last was with someone with actually had the intentions to hurt another, I think you've done very well~. Even I'd be sore to lose you. You bring a sort of charm to the group.

[Being so fussy and protective and wanting to make sure everyone's alright and whatnot. New mothers are so darling.]

[greenmamabear]

[Snort.]

"Charm", huh? Fair enough, I suppose. I'm just happy everyone else got out okay.

[seventhprogenitor]

I am as well. Your gown didn't, though, and while I know it can be sewn together again...

[He'll unwrap what he's been hiding behind his back, setting the paper aside as he shakes out the dress he'd mentioned before, a rich dark brown with golden trimmings. It's short compared to his leggy self, but it'd no doubtedly be at Fern's ankles if she put it on.

... Pink seemed too kiddish, but gold is perfect for a mature woman.]

I think now's as good a time as ever for you to give in and let me dress you up~. It even has pockets, you see? Much better than what you were wearing previously.

[He'll wiggles his fingers in them. They're pretty deep pockets too, though that's because he's able to take liberties with a dress.]

[greenmamabear]

[She raises an eyebrow and just. Shakes her head in disbelief.]

Tell you what, when I'm less liking to bleed on it, I'll take you up on that offer.

[seventhprogenitor]

[!!!

Look, he's beaming.]

I knew you'd come around~! It's nice, isn't it? It feels wonderful too -- the fabric is soft, but durable. Nothing that will protect you from a knife... but it won't tear so easily, even at the seams.

[But he'll fold it up carefully, tucking it into his arms.]

I'll bring it to your room later. And, if I'm able to, I'll see if I can't make you something that will protect you from knives. Better safe than sorry, as they say.

[greenmamabear]

[She tries not to roll her eyes at his sales pitch. Tone it down buddy.]

I think I'm staying far away from knives for a while.

[seventhprogenitor]

[No. This is his Creation.]

I am as well. You gave me such a scare, bleeding so much! Though I'll admit, I was surprised to see it was red.

[He can't help making a joke about her greenness.]

I suppose you are just... normal, as you described yourself once. I hope the rest of us see you in a less green light someday; I'd like to see you as you do.

[greenmamabear]

Ah, well, no one's made a big deal, so its not really a problem.

[Its the biggest problem get rid of it now now now now now now now.]

I'm almost used it, really.

[NO MORE GREEN. NO MORE GREEN.]

[seventhprogenitor]

Would you like to try body paints?

[See if they can't... temporarily degreen her.]

[greenmamabear]

[Oh god.]

I think I'd rather not put on body paint every day.

[seventhprogenitor]

That does sound a little impractical, doesn't it. Have you found out the reason behind your coloring? Perhaps we can reverse it somehow.

[With Aligula as a mad doctor.......]

[greenmamabear]

[Yeah like hell she's telling Ferid her suspicions, good terms be damned.]

Nothing yet, but who knows what the next dream will show.

[seventhprogenitor]

[See, you're smart Fern. You still have your edge.]

I know what you mean. My dreams have been good to me, if a little... stuffed with content, I should say, but it's much like watching a movie at this point. I think things are about get interesting with the next.

[greenmamabear]

Interesting and this place have not been a good combination.

[seventhprogenitor]

Normally, I would disagree with you, but after the fiasco today... Here, at least, it's nothing but trouble and heartache for us all. I almost wish we had a calm week.

[Though he and Aligula's parties certainly do that well enough. For what they are.]

[greenmamabear]

I could definitely use one of those.

[seventhprogenitor]

Let's drug everyone.

[greenmamabear]

Pardon?

[seventhprogenitor]

If we drug everyone for an entire week, no one will die.

[greenmamabear]

Unless they overdose.

Or wake up and get angry that they were drugged.