#allegra.interactions

[allvgras]

finley got a friend. 

if there was any tribute who could spin losing a telescope for a plush parrot into a positive, it was finley, allegra knew that for sure. as soon as it was revealed that finley made it out of the bloodbath alive, allegra immediately went to her laptop. talking to sponsors in person was more difficult for her, but she was a whiz online, and she began scouring the forums and blogs online in order to see what the reaction to finley was.

it wasn’t until she saw the reflection of a person in her computer screen that she even realized someone was standing behind her. her attention snapped to them, she smiled, and then moved her computer bag from its place on the bar to the floor so that they could come sit next to her if they wanted. // @ttwstarters

[allegva]

While the hustle and bustle of training swarmed the tribute tower, Allegra found herself getting happily lost in it all. For the first time since starting her new job, being lost and busy was something that she was happy about. There was always something to do, always someone to introduce herself to, always some to talk to about her tributes. And in this moment in particular, there was a cute girl to meet with. “You’re late for our lesson,” she said, leaning against the wall in the training room and watching Satine talk to a tribute. // starter for @xsatine

[allvgras]

she had remembered meeting birch in passing throughout her time in the capitol. sure, he was nice in the moments she had met him, but she didn’t really pay that much attention to any specific person. she was trying to learn as much as she could about everyone, as she had no idea where she would end up.

and now, she was sitting across from him at a dining room table, with leftovers being cleaned up by avoxes that she wasn’t allowed to help and papers and pens scattered across the table. was she in charge? sort of, but she felt out of place when being compared to a man like him, someone who had far more experience with this than she did.

“i’m going to be real with you,” she began, looking up from her papers. “i have no clue what i’m doing here.” // starter for @birchpembrooke

[allvgras]

watching finley die was one of the hardest things allegra had to do. in fact, she didn’t, she could barely keep her eyes on the viewing screen when it was happening, so she didn’t really count that as watching it at all. the people around her in the viewing room all directed their attention towards her while it was happening, all wanted to watch the reaction of the new escort from ten as she watched the last of her first tributes die.

allegra didn’t give them a reaction, she gave them a stone cold face and a quivering lip, as she walked calm and collected out of the room. 

she did not talk to anyone else for the day after that, stayed in her room to collect her thoughts and emotions, but in hour twenty seven of sulking, she realized there was someone else nearby who may need some support more than her.

so, she rallied temporarily, enough to make some hot chocolate in their kitchen, plopped about ten mini marshmallows in the mug, and walked over to birch’s room, lightly tapping on the door. as she finished knocking, she slid a handwritten note under the door, with the words it’s allegra, i have hot chocolate and a really soft blanket. let me know if you want some company right now.

with that, she waited outside for a bit to see if he’d open the door. // @birchpembrooke

[allvgras]

allegra was sitting on her bed in disrict ten’s apartment, watching the livestream of the training score results on her laptop. the stream she had pulled up had closed captions, while the stream on their television in the living room did not. she waited through the various reports, the scores spanning all over the spectrum of numbers. from the high scores of the careers, to the more middle of the road scores of the outer districts, to the one scored by the boy from six, she could barely take her eyes off of the screen in anticipation for finley’s score.

the girl from nine had received a nine, something that shocked allegra to her core, but she didn’t have the time to dwell on it as finley was next.

a seven. their little secret weapon had received a seven. allegra couldn’t contain her excitement, and she left her room immediately and ran to the living room.

“a seven!” she yelled at whoever was there, sitting on the couch. “a seven, a seven, a seven. i am so stinkin’ proud.” // starter for @birchpembrooke, @kaeraeeveryday, @vesperantonius, & @finleyottern