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[Somewhat dirty, a little worse for the wear, Peeta looks into the orb, face drawn with anxiety. The background is smudgy and dark, possibly a cave or a tunnel of some sort. There's a smudge of dirt on his right cheekbone. When he speaks, it's hushed and nervous.]

This is becoming a pattern, isn't it. I'm sorry for contributing to that.

[He glances over his shoulder, then back at the orb.]

I'm in the mountains. I'm not sure where exactly, but I was trying to get blueberries when--

[The background lights up in a spray of orange and Peeta ducks, covering his arm with his head. Once it passes, he looks back up and continues, in a rushed half-whisper.]

I think I've been kidnapped by a dragon. There's no way I'm getting out of this by myself, so...if you can help me out, I'd really appreciate it.

shadow_sage

[Liara appears in the orb, looking a little distressed and out of sorts. Behind her are trees, pine mostly, and no sign of civilization which can be seen. She purses her lips for a moment, and then frowns.]

Bakura, there is a bag of sweets in my room. I would strongly urge you not to try one. Also, I'm not sure where I actually...am...right now. So I don't know when I will be back.

[She lets out a heavy breath.]

I'm fairly confidant I am in the mountains somewhere. Does anyone know if they are supposed to be as dangerous at the forest? I have no idea.

entirelybonkers

[ Alice looks like she is pondering something world changing over here, what with the way her finger taps against her chin like that. ]

You know--

[ pause and oh! A sip of tea! ]

Now that I think on it, I really am rather fond of tea parties, after all.

[ Thats...all you get. This is what Alice deems important, my dear friends. ]

((ooc: this is the start of the tea party I posted about 8] shortly NPCs will hear what Alice said, and within hours ALL OF THE CITY will wind up pretty much looking like Tim Burton's AiW with a splash of fairy tale added in. GOOD TIMES AMIRIGHT? The log will go up tonight/early tomorrow morning <3))

shadow_sage

I would like very much to speak with anyone the locals have called 'prince' or 'princess.' I have a proposition for you.

Bakura, do you know anything about what has been happening to the refugees? The people being forced out of villages and homes by the thorns? Where are they going, what are they doing?

Does anyone run any kind of a business, by chance? I seem to recall a bakery, and a smithy, though the latter isn't running, the last I heard.

I know I'm going to regret asking, but is there anyone in the city familiar with complex spells? Magics. Whichever. Specifically, would it be possible to link two locations, separated by a large distance? And is anyone capable of this?

And what does anyone know about a disembodied, female voice?

[A moment of silence, then a heavy sigh.]

Also, if there is someone who is familiar with the use of a sword, I'd like to speak with you about the basics. I would rather not make a fool out of myself.

Oh, and Shin, perhaps we could speak later.

dailybread

[For a long while, the orb is silent, showing an image of Peeta with his hands folded in his lap, staring at the open window. The position of his body, the minute clenching of his fists in his apron betray the pain that fills him, threatens to take him over, even as he holds it underneath the surface.

But he knows, too, that his eyes will betray him. He doesn't look at the orb when he speaks.]

Katniss is gone.

goldeneyeball

_{[Well, well well! Look whose ugly mug has finally shown back up in the orb. James lays flat on his stomach in the tall grass of the field between the town and the woods. There are twigs and leaves in his hair and he's got...quite a bit of stubble goin' on there. Might even call it the start of a beard. His robes are torn and the circles under his eyes might suggest his father was a raccoon.]

[It's been...a while.]}

Whut....what day is it.

_{[He's quiet for a time and just stares at the orb in his hand. He wasn't so sure he'd ever see civilization again.]}

I'll...give a silver coin to th' first motherfucker that brings me a sandwich.

dash_dynamic

[Oh, look, it's Gunpei. He's out in the forest somewhere and he's looking more agitated than usual. Part of the reason just might be that behind him is a monster that, at the moment, is about the size of a tree. At least it doesn't look like it's doing anything other than rocking back and forth and gazing around the area.

Even if it is terrifying beyond all reason. When Gunpei speaks, he's trying to be as quiet as possible, and he keeps glancing back over his shoulder to check on the terrifying beast. He can't be worried about it spotting him; he's clearly in its line of sight. He just doesn't want it to hear him, and he would have posted a notice on the bulletin board asking for help, but Ole Man Signchanger's mother-in-law chased him away with a broom when he tried. It seemed not even a Prince could get away with "gossip" under her watch.]

Okay, I...I found this thing. And it's...

[He hesitates for a moment here.]

Well, watch.

[And he will break out into the chorus of "Don't Stop Believin'" at a normal volume. Singing is clearly not his strong suit, and he'll stop after a couple of lines because it seems the monster is responding to his song. It's no longer about the size of a tree, it is the size of a tree. It's rubbing up against the side of a tree now, looking like it's going to scratch an itch, and it knocks the tree over. The tree makes a loud crashing sound when it hits the ground, and at that noise, the monster gets just a little bit bigger. Gunpei is speaking in hushed tones again.]

Sounds. I've figured out it responds to sounds. It was shrinking a little when there were some birds singing out here, but then it ate the birds. Pleasant sounds make it quiet down, but if it doesn't like what it hears, it gets big. Really big. It was kind of tiny when I first found it...

[He takes a deep breath and then lets it out again like he's trying to calm himself down, but it's clear he's still quite freaked out about this. Building-sized monsters are something he's used to, but he's also used to having giant mecha to blow them up with.]

Is anyone out there a musician? I need to find someone really good--that would probably get this thing down to a manageable size. Just throwing random noises at it is getting kind of dangerous. We need to find the best singer here and let them at this thing.

dailybread

Characters: Peeta and the heroes and various NPCs.
Open? YES!
Where: At the Heroes' Headquarters!
When: GHB 5, starting in the mid-afternoon and continuing into the evening
What: Peeta just wanted to hold a small soiree, but then the villagers learned where it was going to be.
Warnings: None
( Everybody just have a good time. )

PLEASE ALSO NOTE: Peeta's cooking is the conduit for his princess power. Anything he's made is infused with good will, comfort, and peace, and so eating any of his food will make the eater feel warm, fuzzy, content and safe.

There's a similar effect caused by being around Peeta, but it's not as strong as eating his food.

dailybread

I haven't been able to get in contact with the woman who wanted to throw a party. The locals tell me she's gone home. Thing is, I've already done most of the baking, so if you guys don't mind, I'd still like to host a small get together.

We can have it at the Mockingjay, unless there's going to be a lot of people showing up. I think I can host maybe twenty without it getting overcrowded. If anyone has any suggestions for alternative locations, or any ideas for the party, please let me know.

fairweather

[Lavinia appears seated in front of the orb, wearing an elegant gold and red dress, hood down. In one hand, she holds a glass of wine and takes a small sip, enjoying the flavor and pausing to admire the color before she sets the glass down.]

My regards to the vineyards. I wouldn't have imagined I would be able to find anything good, but well, consider me surprised. I suppose it's true; wherever there is civilization, there is wine and alcohol.

Now the reason I address all of you today is because I am declaring a party in two day's time. No particular reason, though I think some socializing would do us all some good. It's gotten so dready with robberies and kidnappings and visions of fire. [She scoffs lightly and takes another sip.] Yes, so dreadful. So a party then, at the castle, in the evening hour. I'm sure there's a ballroom that can accommodate all the lovely lords, ladies, and heroes of Schnwanheim. Anyone that would like to lend a hand with catering and decorations would be greatly appreciated. Make it fancy and elegant. [Yes, that's right. Lavinia is foisting responsibility onto everyone else. Isn't she wonderful?]

Rupert, darling, I fully expect to see you there. I'd be quite disappointed if you weren't. Also we must talk. I have a present for you.

((ooc; Yep! Party! Mingling! Food! Wine! So this would be the night of GHB the 5th.))

dailybread

Does anyone know what this is?

[He holds up a pendant. Something white and curved and thin is attached to it, along with a small satchel.]

There were fourteen of them on our doorstep this morning.

[[OOC: Yes. It's a fertility charm. And yes. It was left by an NPC. The white thing is a penis bone. :D]]

warewolf

Characters: One thread goes to Faolan and Kay, but if anyone else wants to gawk at an eight-foot wolf trying to look sneaky, you're totally welcome to tag in.
Open? Basically yes
Where: Anywhere between the castle and the fields outside the city.
When: Sunset, GHB 2
What: Kay is slinking off to warn Faolan about Selene, because he doesn't trust anyone associated with monster-killing hunters. He doesn't know that Faolan has already asked her if she wants to join his pack. Talk about awkward.
Warnings: Standard language + being a jerk warning that comes with any log Kay is in.

( See Kay run. See Kay jump to conclusions. Run, Kay, run! )

knowsmorethanyou

[The orb has been turned to face a turtle lapping at a bowl of coffee on the table.]

Anyone have familiarity with involuntary shape shifting? He doesn't usually look like a turtle.

empowers

Characters: Katniss Everdeen, Peeta Mellark, and you!
Where: The Mockingjay Bakery ( and above apartment )
When: 19th of Rebirth's Decline
What: Moving! Mattress acquired, the Knight and the Princess make themselves a home. Scandalous.

( come morning light you and i'll be safe and sound ;; )

dailybread

[Peeta's not that concerned with the rash of townspeople asking for his autograph. His face is slightly pink, but it's not from the attention--he has other, much more important things to be thinking about.]

Um, does anyone know where I could buy a mattress?

On the roomy side would be preferable.

empowers

[ She practically threatened the old man out of her sight. ] Of course I have questions -- [ Desperate, horrifying ones. ] Prim! [ The voice rings out loudly over the orb's range of networking, the desperate shriek of a seventeen year old girl. The jabberjays have stopped. She's removed her hands from her ears, and she's discovered herself in a strange place with strange clothing. Everything is unfamiliar. And that can only mean one thing.

The Capitol has finally gotten to her. And probably her loved ones. ]

Peeta! [ She breathes raggedly. Like a scared animal. ] Where am I? What happened to them? [ The memory of the arena is fresh in her mind. Peeta, on the other side of the glass separating she and Finnick from the others as the jabberjays wreaked their havoc. The sounds of Prim and Gale screaming in voices that could only be brought on by torture. Surely they were dead. ]

I was in the arena! I was playing your damned Games! I did everything you asked me -- what did you do?! [ She has no idea to whom she is speaking. She's furious. She's terrified. She's yelling, and she's not going to stop yelling until she gets some answers. She wants them, now, and until she hears something soothing or receives a reasonable explanation for her whereabouts, she'll remain desperate.

And dangerous. ]

dailybread

Characters: Peeta Mellark and you.
Open? Yes.
Where: Market quarter of Schwanheim, in a previously vacant storefront.
When: Early afternoon, RD 16
What: Peeta is opening a bakery and needs some taste-testers.
Warnings: None. Schmoopyness?

[Peeta's got flour in his hair, arms covered in dough, and a smile on his face. The crackling of a stove can be heard, if you listen closely; the locale itself is bright and sunny.]

Rue, you wanted cake, didn't you? And anyone else can come by, if you want. There's plenty to go around.

( Log portion is underneath the cut! )

[[OOC: Just let me know in your subject line whether you're talking back to him on the orb or physically showing up. :3]]

dailybread

[A young man with bare shoulders looks up at the orb, his face knitted in something like resignation. There’s something metal and sparkly dangling from his fingers.]

Does anyone know how far we are from Panem? The capitol, specifically. [He remembers Katniss’ face, relaxed in sleep; the last time he saw her before getting up to stretch his legs and finding that little blue book.] There’s a friend I’m worried about.

[If you look closely, somewhere in the background of the orb is a large pile of shimmery blue fabric. He looks back up at the orb and rubs at the back of his neck.] And if someone could point me towards a change of clothes, I’d appreciate it.

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