Dearies, lets begin!

Subject: Dearies, lets begin! Tue Oct 16, 2012 10:35 pm

---District 7 Stylist---Female---29---

Roosevelt followed loyally behind Flicka as she rushed back and forth in the room waiting eagerly for her tributes to arrive. She was busy setting up each piece for the chariot outfits, from the headpieces to the boots to the decorated cape and veils that would complete the look. She had sent the brown, bark like unitards with the prep teams so they could apply the makeup around where the fabric met the skin. She wanted it to blend in as much as possible as if the tributes themselves were apart of a tree. Once she had set each piece in their place she plopped down as if she had run a marathon or something. Roosevelt made his way over and laid his large head on her lap and after a few moments of petting him, he laid himself down at her feet. She grabbed a glass and poured herself a glass of tea, taking a few delicate sips before setting down as she heard the slight pitter patter of footsteps. She quickly stood up and adjusted the poofy, green dress that she was wearing. "Hello dearie! Come in, come in. I am Flicka and this is Roosevelt. Now...lets get started shall we!" She said as she followed up with an quick clap of excitement.

Chariot Outfits!:

Subject: Re: Dearies, lets begin! Wed Oct 17, 2012 10:19 pm

Aurora was in awe by the Capitol. So many people dressed so nicely and oddly, she wished she could tell her family what this looked like. She would never wish they were here though. She would never wish that on anyone. She was excited, curious and scared all at once.

The idea of meeting her stylist excited the young girl. By the time she got to meet her stylist she was a bouncing ball of energy but still rather quiet and subtle. She wasn’t acting like an giggly little girl but it was close as she got to being giggly.

“Hello,” she said with a warm smile.

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