little star

Vega Lattimor Escort for District 12 little sister. figure skater. animal lover. plant creator.

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bia-venture‌:

Bia did enjoy a good party for all aspects of it relating to both personal enjoyment and her work. She’d never been one to party hard - but she did party well enough to always go home with flushed cheeks and good memories. Unfortunately, the work aspect had taken over for most of the night and she was eager for just a five minute break to hear a funny story and enjoy some good food. When she saw the buffet, however, she still had to stop and snap a picture of it with her camera because of how impeccable it looked even after hours of being picked at. “They must have an absurd amount of food left over…” she thought aloud, shaking her head a little in both wonderment and confusion as she’d never heard anything about what the Hunger Games did with extra food and supplies post-Games and balls. So much of it was untouched that there had to be some way of distributing it to the needy in the Capitol…

Vega had just taken a cupcake from one of the dessert towers when she glanced at her.  “Probably,” she shrugged.  “I usually sneak out some leftovers right before I leave.  I mean...what are they going to do with it when the party is over?  No sane number of people could eat this much.”

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trixanna-quartz‌:

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“Valkaryie Alaina Quartz!” The elder Quartz female snapped after her daughter as she ran off through the crowds of sponsors, victors and other ball goers. “I did not allow you to come and skip school just for you to act up.” She huffed as she slipped through the crowds after the six year old. When she finally found her daughter it was on the floor in front of someone else, having clearly run into them. “I am so sorry.” Trixie apologized to the person, leaning down to quickly help her daughter stand and dust her off, she offered the other a sincere smile.

Vega chuckled when the little girl came rushing in and bumped into her.  “Oh are you okay?” she asked the girl before looking up at the mother.  “It’s fine.  I guess that’s just something little kids do, right?”

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bia-venture‌:

“I hope I’m not interrupting anything in here,” Bia stated as she set down her camera bag. “I’m just going to be taking a few pictures in the viewing rooms to post on some of our feeds, so pretend I’m not even here.”

Vega looked up at her and frowned.  “Oh, um, no, I don’t think you’re interrupting anything.  Why do you need to post pictures of the viewing rooms?  That seems awfully boring.”

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zephyr-kahuna‌:

“i think so.” Cordelia was tugging on  his collar by now trying to get him to walk closer to the women as she had apparently realised that she would not get out of his grip any time soon. “She is just a little fuzzy on top of it.”

Vega smiled slightly, shrugging one shoulder.  “Well, she’s a cutie but I doubt she should be reaching for jewelry till she gets a little older.  How old is she anyway?”

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joy-trovato‌:

“That’s part of it.” her heart was mildly disturbed by the news about Skye. it was a true pity- That girl had had spunk. “I just want it to go and be done right now so I can go back home.” Her mood was a little sour ever since satine had returned to eight and she no longer had a friend to hang out with.

“Trust me, I get it.”  Vega shrugged.  “I give it two days tops before we can all start leaving if we don’t want to hang around for the crowning.”

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zephyr-kahuna‌:

“Honey, you have got to stop squirming.” His voice was soft although slightly desperate as he chided his daughter gently straightening the little bow of her dress. He hadn’t felt comfortable leaving her alone with the avoxes yet having developed a need to have her under his eyes at all times. Still it was not easy to have her occupied while he talked to sponsors and he couldn’t exactly leave her with Kai either. God knew if he even turned up that evening. Cordelia on the other hand had no plans to quiet down as she was fixated on another person and Zephyr could see the shiny thing that had got her attention: “No- Delia, you can’t play with that. It’s not yours.”

Vega never understood why some people brought babies to this party.  Isn’t that what babysitters were for?  She didn’t have much experience with children given she was the youngest of the Lattimor brood.  Still, she waved her fingers at the tiny girl.  “Does she like my jewelry or something?”

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joy-trovato‌:

“Yeah- I am really not amused.”

“Ugh I know,” Vega sighed, rolling her eyes.  “What even is the point of this party?  The tributes are dying so fast we’ll have a victor before I can get properly drunk.”

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huntedhunter‌:

“Am I the only one who gets the feeling that there won’t be a victor after me? These kids are dying like crazy. I bet the Gamemaker squad is only trying to keep them alive by now.” Hunter sighed, musing on it from his selfish perspective. “Damn, people don’t want to stay alive anymore…”

Vega’s nose scrunched and she shook her head.  “No, I think you’re the only one.  That’s not how the Games work.  They won’t change it now.  Not after so many years.”  Her tributes were dead, but she wasn’t that upset.  They didn’t listen.  They didn’t even try.

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juno-tamble‌:

Juno tore her gaze from the mats to look at the escort. “Thanks, but I think you’d be singing a different tune if you had to go into the arena with that.”

Vega shrugged.  “Probably, but you still need to believe you can do it.  I don’t think going in there convinced you are screwed will help you win.”

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juno-tamble‌:

Despite having her hands wrapped properly by the trainer, Juno still felt like a child playing dress up. As she lined herself up at the punching bag, she spied one of the careers sparring with a trainer on the mats. They were graceful, lethal. “I am so screwed,” she muttered, throwing a half-hearted punch.

“You’d be surprised,” Vega chirped.  “I mean...if that was what won every year there wouldn’t be victors from the other Districts.”

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solarad2‌:

Solara was, for once, excited about the games. Well, excited might be going a bit too far, but she was willing to feel some perkiness about the upcoming arena. She spent most of the morning trying to guess what this years theme or aesthetic will be for the arena and the balls to follow. 

In fact, she had gone so far as to even schedule a meeting with her stylists to go over her plans and ideas regarding her gown at the mentor and victory ball. She wasn’t too confident about her district tributes this year, but she still left a space open in her heart for hope. 

She was standing in the stylist studios looking at what appeared to be the “mostly” finished version of one of her ball gowns being worn by a blank mannequin that posed with one leg stuck out and one hand on their hip. Her idea was to wear it for the victory ball but still wasn’t sure.

Just then, someone came up from behind her as she was just a little startled, “Can I hep you with something?” she asked.

Vega had a list of things to check over before she could get her lunch.  The next stop was checking on the stylist for District Twelve, making sure they were on schedule with their designs.  When she reached the studios and the woman spoke, Vega laughed.

“Oh um, I was looking for Twelve’s stylist.  Have you seen her?”

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cypricn‌:

He nodded. “You’re probably right. About the food thing. Hopefully not about the robbery thing, but that’s not our problem. If they start stealing things, it’s not our responsibility.” Cyprian shook his head in response. “No, I didn’t either. I probably should have, but I’m a little nervous of… offending them. Or something.”

“Exactly, it’s not our problem.  It’s our job to make sure they get ready for the arena and batt their eyelashes for the sponsors.  If they steal stuff then that’s on the Gamemakers for deciding they should have actual criminals be the tributes this year.  Not that I mind, I like not being eligible for the reaping.”

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surya-mirga‌:

Surya smiled gently and took a sip of her drink. “Maybe not. Training is rarely meant to give you an entire grasp on something, just a little bit of a foot up. It’s not as though the tributes get that much training, but it’s just enough sometimes to help them survive a little longer.”

“I suppose, but most of the tributes are going to die not make a career out of what they’re learning,” she reminded her.  And the victor, if they wanted to get further training for mentoring, always had the other mentors to look to.  Sure, she could ask Remy questions but that was really all.  She didn’t want to look incapable in the eyes of the others.

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brcvo‌:

“You’ll tell me if that changes though, yeah?” he checked. Of all the escorts he had bossing him around, Vega was the youngest. She was only four years older than his son. It wasn’t difficult for Bravo to imagine one of his own children in her situation. “Maybe see if one of those nice trainer folks can give you a little ass-kicking lesson. You know, just in case.”

Bravo’s suggestion surprised her but she nodded.  He was a kind man and only seemed interesting in helping her, which she appreciated.  After all, he was still a trainee whereas she was an escort.  It should have been the other way around.  “I might do that,” she murmured.  “Though I’m not much of a fighter.”

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zephyr-kahuna‌:

“Oh but wouldn’t it be funny to see them try to attack the other with their fake teeth?” he raised an eyebrow clearly joking his distaste of everything concerning the games steadily growing. “Is it your first game as a full fledged escort?” he never had to go through training taking straight over from his father and so he didn’t have that experience although he wasn’t sure whether to be glad about that or not.

Vega half chuckled before nodding.  “Yeah, it’s my first time as a full fledged escort.  It’s...a lot.”  She truly didn’t think there would be as much to do as there was.  “As glad as I am to be done with training, part of me feels like I could have used more.”

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surya-mirga‌:

“Yes, and you can blame Remy Winslow for that.” As much as Surya admired some of the escorts, there was something about the escort for Seven. She always seemed to be up before everyone, ahead of the game, and looked wonderful and put together all the while. The ability to get a job done and still look wonderful was something Surya adored in others. “You’re lucky enough that you had a training program, though. I’m sure it prepared you more than jumping in blind.”

“Remy is such an angel,” Vega told her.  “She’s been helping me figure out all the things I’m supposed to be doing.”  Truthfully Vega knew she would be way in order her head had Remy not stepped up to help her.  “You’re probably right, but I’m not sure it was enough training.”

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hermesmagnifico‌:

“Severely underestimated the work or severely underestimated the passion you have for it?” Hermes, with no tribute seemingly emerging as leader of the pack nor dark horse nor appealing underdog, decided the disappointment of the slim pickings was to be everyone else’s problem for as long as it was his. He wore proudly a healing gash on the left side of his face, courtesy of Aphrodite’s powerful glass-throwing hand. He should have ducked, but even he knew he deserved it after comparing her mother to that of a mutt from the 117th Games. 

“Both?” Vega questioned, unsure of exactly what she should say.  “I mean...being an escort was never my first choice career but my dad said I needed a real job.”  She shrugged.  “It’s not bad...I just figured the escorts pushed all the real work on the trainees since that’s what it felt like before.”