#funeral.event.98

[darkenedcne]

@bcdblccd​

“Hey Short Stuff.” He approached with some bright pink mixed drink that the bartender had presented when he’d said to surprise him. “This is a lil bright for a funeral, but...” He shrugged and offered it to the victor. “Guess what, you’ll get to deal with me even during the games. Well if they’re still gonna happen that is.” He’d only just accepted the position of a trainer at the tower when things got turned upside down with the president’s death. 

[gardien-du-secret]

She excitedly bounded up to the newest head gamemaker upon seeing the older woman. “Val!” She chirped, sidling close to her. Leaning in to whisper conspiratorially, a smirk played across her lips, “I just saw someone, I’ll give you a few hints.” She paused a moment. “He’s about six feet tall. A very hunky district Two victor. Got baby blue eyes and shares an uncanny resemblance to a certain kiddo I know.” It’d been a while since she’d see Orion about the tower. The gossip potential was fabulous though and perhaps she could use the little tidbit she knew to her advantage if the victor was going to be around the tower more often again.