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aabcrnathy·:

“don’t call me ma’am, i’m not even old enough to be a mrs.” she chuckled and appraised his clothing and appearance as she did so. force of habit really and ideas for three swam through her head involuntarily. “you’re stylist needs glasses, this doesn’t even fit you.” she reached out to touch the hem of his top, at least three sizes too big for the blonde. “I’m asterid, by the way, stylist.”

a soft smile perched across the blond’s lips. “i’ll keep that in mind.” his eyes drifted down to his clothing. he thought they were perfect, but he had also never had someone who understood and knew dressing. quite frankly, he was just happy he had clothing on. “i actually thought it was quite nice .... i figured it was supposed to be big.” he nodded his head lightly. “asterid.” he repeated. “i’m copper .... tribute.”

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“Unfortunately,” He started as he moved away from the door, “that’s kind of my job.” Sterling resisted the urge to call him kid, knowing damn well that is exactly what his father would have done. Belittled him for wandering too far out of line. But duty was duty. 

“You should be better at sneaking out. By the time the games roll around, I don’t want to be able to catch you. No one else will be either.”

copper resisted the urge to completely pop off to the older male. he was still growing used to the attitudes and personas of people outside of district three. everyone seemed to act different and change wasn’t something the male was used to. “are you a peacekeeper or some sorts? you don’t look like a peacekeeper to me.” he muttered. copper had never really had any authority over him --- besides the government and peacekeepers. his parents raised him as an equal, not a child. “when the games roll around.” he repeated from the male. “good thing the games aren’t here yet, right?”

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aabcrnathy·:

asterid was terrified, but hiding it well as she sat and waited to meet the district twelve tributes. she knew she could consult with the other stylists and tributes but she wanted to focus. eventually she’d run into them or she could just wait outside the training rooms and force the interaction. “sorry, are you district twelve?” she inquired as the door opened.

copper had been in the training rooms all day, hiding from anything that may kept his focus from learning how to survive. that was a priority. he’d have a cannon over his dead body .... literally. his eyes drifted shut, going through the images of safe plants to eat, as he walked out of the door, into what seemed to be an ambush. “i am not.” he furrowed his brows to the older female. “far from it, actually. district three, ma’am.”

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Sterling had a few jobs. One was to enhance a tribute’s chances in the upcoming games. Another one was to discourage (by any means, he was once told) any personal relationships from forming. His last official job was to keep the tributes contained. Sometimes he let things slip when it came to the 11′s, hoping they’d be killed off early. But he did have a duty to preserve as many as possible. Given that the untrained kids were pretty easy to track, he spied Copper in the hallway not too far from the exit and couldn’t help himself.

“People in the capital like to ignore their duties,” He responded to his sentiment, walking out of the dark doorway behind him. He spun one of his knives on his fingers, an idle behavior to keep his mind occupied. “If they can’t see the trash, it doesn’t really exist.” He detested the capital; at least District 1 had infrastructure that functioned without prodding. “I hope this was worth sneaking out.”

copper turned quickly to face the voice. for a second, he was willing to agree with the man. but it wasn’t like he had been there long himself. quite frankly, he didn’t even know how the capitol disposed of their garbage. “that’s one way to live life.” the blonde male looked the other from toes up to the tips of his hair. “it’s not worth sneaking out yet ... you haven’t even let me get far enough for anyone to notice that i was gone.” 

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it was the first time copper had decided to venture out of the whole being a tribute idea. he wanted to explore the capitol, even if it meant sneaking out. when he breached the door of the building in which they were living, a huff of air came after an inhale. “you think it would smell a lot better ...” he stated loudly, open for a conversation he didn’t intend. “or maybe it’s just that i’m not use to anything but the smell of plastics and metals....”

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{male; heterosexual} Is that TARJEI SANDVIK MOE spotted in the Capitol? No, it’s COPPER TILI who is a NINETEEN year old who is from DISTRICT 3. HE is in the Capitol because HE’S a TRIBUTE. HE has been described as QUICK WITTED, but also DECEPTIVE

hello, everyone! my name is katie and this is my smart copper! below is a little information about copper, but as for me there’s not much to know. i’m 19, she/her, in the cst time zone. i am currently attending university and i work part time. so, i try my best to fit roleplaying in every day! if you would like to plot, just let me know or like this post! now to copper --- 

copper was born to two very hardworking parents. both worked in a factory specializing in the wiring of televisions. 

copper was born with a twin sister who he would kill for. 

outside of district 3, copper is just another district 3, poverty stricken kid. but inside district 3, everyone knows him as the kid who revolutionized wiring. 

when copper was first sent to work in a wiring factory for holographic technology, he revised and reinvented a wiring scheme to make holographic devices smaller than before. 

therefore, when he was drawn for the 100th hunger games, everyone in the district was caught off guard. 

due to the intelligence he has, he has become a very deceptive person. he refuses to share anything he knows or intelligence with anyone. this leads him to come off as quite average. 

besides the deception, he is a very outgoing person. he will talk to anyone or anybody. never is standoffish or not receptive. 

typically, you can find him wandering around, messing with technology. in the training center, he is always learning new aspects because all he has ever known has dealt with technology. he may not be good at combat or survival, but he’s willing to learn.