#thread. celestia

[victoriams]

ᴡʜᴏ: CELESTIA DOLITTLE & OPEN ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ: TRIBUTE TOWER, LOBBY ᴡʜᴇɴ: DAY OF THE (FAILED) LAUNCH

Celestia was not having a good day. Her first thought upon noticing that the elevators weren't working this morning was that she had somehow messed up, which would have been very embarrassing. Once it became clear that the faulty technology actually had nothing to do with her ( yay! ) her second thought was that this delay would be kind of annoying for her. For one thing, she'd already picked out her outfit for the launch party she was attending tonight ( a very flattering hot pink slip dress and matching kitten heels, of course ). For another, this meant that she wouldn't be off the hook from the responsibilities that came with her job for another couple of days at least.

Usually the launch was the end of things for Celestia ( unless her tributes won... which had never actually happened, but maybe soon! ). She would take her tributes down to the basement, bid them farewell, and wait for them to die. She never really watched the games ( they were a tad too boring for her taste – ninety-five percent of the time nothing happened, and the other five percent was a little too gory ), so she would generally be informed that they'd died while she was out at some sort of games-adjacent party. She mourned, of course – sometimes even for a week – and always thought of something nice to say when she wrote home to the tributes' families, but the launch generally marked the end of her active involvement.

Truthfully, Celestia was a little confused as to what she was supposed to be doing now. She'd already done all of her little tasks before the games were supposed to start, and the parties she was supposed to be at right now had been postponed. Instead, she finds herself in the lobby of the tribute centre in her party outfit, sipping on a matching pink cocktail and waiting for somebody to tell her what she was supposed to be doing next. Thankfully, she spots a vaguely familiar face walking by and shuffles over to grab them by the arm. "So... like, do you know what we're supposed to be doing right now? Because usually someone, like, tells me what I'm supposed to be doing. And are we going to get new outfits for when they re-do the launch, because I feel like my one has been spoiled and I really hate repeating outfits, you know?"

[victoriams]

ᴡʜᴏ: CELESTIA DOLITTLE & AUGGIE CRANE ( @cfcannons ) ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ: TRIBUTE TOWER, SECOND FLOOR ᴡʜᴇɴ: SECOND DAY OF THE GAMES, MORNING

Celestia had gone to sleep and woken back up again and, much to her elation, had found that none of her tributes were dead yet – yay! Of course, two of them were still missing, but she had made the conscious decision to focus on the positives. She figured that some sort of announcement would have been made if they were already dead – plus, everybody seemed to have missing tributes, which meant that their absence was not Celestia's fault ( she had been concerned for a moment that it was her doing – she'd once led her tributes to the wrong place before the launch a few years ago, but she maintained that, if they wanted her to get it right, they should have made the basement of this place less maze-like ).

The second floor is remarkably quiet without the victors roaming around anymore, but, this morning, Celestia doesn't mind so much. She'd had quite a bit to drink at the launch party yesterday, and her body seemed to be wearing the consequences of it this morning ( totally worth it, though ). And while the second floor is quiet, it is also exceedingly bright, and so we find Celestia squinting against the flouresects, even though she wears an obnoxiously large pair of sunglasses to protect her fragile retinas.

“Auggles,” Celestia greets the sole remaining inhabitant of the second floor as she emerges from her room just shy of 1:00pm, “Have the missing tributes shown up yet? I, like, definitely dropped them off, but nobody’s told me where they went after that, which is, like, really weird, right?”